Chapter 1183: Trap


    Chapter 1183: Trap


    Mr. Burris just smiled, not mentioning a word about the conversation between him and Ayanst night.


    He simply said, "Even if he wants it, he needs the ability and the appetite to handle it."


    The secretary didn''t fully understand Horace''s words, and his expression naturally showed confusion.


    However, Horace didn''t provide further exnation. He looked up at the secretary with a cold


    expression and said, "Notify the senior executives of all departments to have a meeting!"


    Although the secretary had many questions, since Horace had given the order, he naturally followed it.


    Horace fulfilled Preston''s request and informed the senior executives of the Simpson Group that he


    would also be joining the project. This news shocked and surprised all the other executives, apart from


    Preston and Horace themselves.


    After all, Preston and Horace had been at odds before, and considering Horace''s opposition to Brody,


    who Preston worked for, everyone was confused about what was happening now.


    While everyone felt puzzled, they didn''t inquire too much and simply nodded in response.


    This meeting was only to announce the matter and was, of course, very brief, dispersing in less than


    ten minutes.


    Although it was short, Preston was extremely satisfied. He wasted no time and immediately went to the


    museum to find Jenson.


    However, he was informed, "Sorry, Mr. Evans is on a business trip and is not in Hance City."


    "He''s on a business trip? Then who is in charge of the Armstrong Corp''s coboration project with the


    museum?"


    "The decision-making power for this project has been fully handed back to the museum itself because


    Mr. Evans has yet to find a suitable partner. Therefore, the museum has taken back the decision-


    making authority."


    This was exined by Jenson''s assistant, and his words were unlikely to be false. However, Preston


    didn''t believe it. He inquired with several people and finally obtained the same result: Jenson had gone


    on a business trip two days ago.


    Preston was extremely annoyed. He went directly to the museum''s personnel, but they didn''t pay him


    any attention and practically ignored him.


    Faced with this situation, Preston waspletely at a loss. He didn''t know what to do.


    Quintus saw his state and expressed his concern, saying, "Mr. Walker, what should we do now? If we


    can''t reach Mr. Evans and he''s not in Hance City, then we have no chance with this project!"


    Preston already knew this, and his face turned serious. His expression was particrly grim.


    With a stern face and intense emotions brewing within, he didn''t know whom to vent his frustration


    towards.


    Back in the car, he sat there motionless, not allowing the car to move.


    He tightly pursed his lips, maintaining silence, while the coldness in his eyes grew more apparent. After


    a long while, he finally spoke, "I always feel like there''s more to this situation, like everything is a trap."


    However, he couldn''t pinpoint exactly what was wrong.


    "I always feel like something is strange, as if I''m being calcted by someone."


    This feeling persisted for a long time until Quintus'' phone slowly rang at that moment.


    Quintus instinctively looked at Preston, relieved that he didn''t show any significant emotional changes.


    If it wasn''t an important call, he would have wanted to hang up right away. After all, Preston was in a


    bad mood at the moment, and receiving an unrted call could easily make him feel like cannon


    fodder.


    Upon seeing the iing call notification, Quintus subconsciously looked at Preston and whispered,


    "Mr. Walker, Mr. Burris'' secretary is calling."


    Preston also narrowed his eyes instinctively and nced lightly at Quintus before saying in an


    extremely cold tone, "Answer it!"


    Quintus hurriedly answered the call, "Hello, this is Quintus."


    The other party said something, and Quintus''s expression stiffened. His eyes instinctively nced at


    Preston, revealing aplex mix of emotions. He softly replied, "Okay, I understand. I''ll tell Mr. Walker


    right away."


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    Quintus always referred to Preston as Mr. Walker, so he didn''t realize that these words would fall into


    the ears of Horace and his secretary. After all, their focus was not on these minor matters at the


    moment.


    After finishing the call with Horace''s secretary, Quintus immediately informed Preston about the


    conversation. He said, "Mr. Walker, Horace''s secretary called and said that the museum has arranged


    a new person to negotiate the coboration with Armstrong Corp. This person is from the museum


    itself, and they specifically requested to work with Horace. They highly appreciate the coboration


    between Horace and Ayan. The person is currently at thepany. Should we rush back?"


    After listening, Preston''s facepletely darkened. But now he had no spare energy to think about or


    get angry over these matters. The priority was to immediately return to Armstrong Corp and intercept


    the person, taking the coboration away from Horace''s hands.


    Preston and Quintus hurriedly drove back to Armstrong Corp, coincidentally meeting Horace and the


    museum representative as they came out of the meeting room.


    Preston didn''t have time to greet Horace; he directly expressed his identity to the museum


    representatives, saying, "I am the person in charge of the museum project at Armstrong Corp. I used to


    coordinate with Jenson, who is currently not in Hance City. However, he entrusted me to liaise with the


    new project representative."


    Upon hearing Preston''s self-introduction, the museum representative furrowed their brows involuntarily,


    as it seemed quite abrupt. They turned to Horace beside them and asked, "Mr. Burris, what is going


    on?"


    Horace also gave a nce to his secretary, then exined in a gentle voice, "This is one of our project


    directors. He had a coboration with Mr. Evans, the previous representative of the museum project.


    So when he saw youing to Armstrong Corp, he was happy."


    Preston looked dissatisfied and nced at Horace, but Horace didn''t even spare him a nce. The


    exnation from Horace made the museum project representative somewhat displeased, with a cold


    and indifferent expression. However, they continued chatting with Horace, praising his ability to secure


    the coboration with the Simpson Group.


    These words naturally fell into Preston''s ears, but he was reminded by Horace''s secretary not to say


    anything further.


    After seeing off the museum representatives, Horace returned to his office, where Preston was already


    waiting.


    Horace had apletely different attitudepared to the morning. Just as he entered the office,


    Preston approached him with excitement, questioning, "What do you mean? Didn''t we agree on this in


    the morning? What is your intention now? Why did they directly approach you for this project? I told


    you, this project is mine. Didn''t you promise me?"


    Facing Preston''s barrage of questions, Horace remained cold and indifferent, as if he was looking at


    someone unimportant and inconspicuous.


    When Preston finished speaking and his emotions slightly calmed down, Horace spoke in a calm tone,


    "Firstly, they didn''te here at my invitation; they came on their own. Secondly, they specifically


    requested to work with me on this project. I mentioned that you and Jenson were coborating, but


    their response was that Jenson has already withdrawn from this project. As for the previous


    coboration, it''s no longer relevant. So, I can''t simply reject the project, can I?"


    Horace''s response left Preston speechless, as refusing the project was simply not an option. After all,


    Armstrong Corp was in great need of projects.


    Even though Horace was currently busy with the Simpson Group project, he could still spare some


    time. Sitting in his position, he had to handle a lot of work, including overseeing all of Armstrong Corp''s


    projects.


    Horace sat behind his desk, nced lightly at Preston, and said, "Mr. Walker, I understand your current


    emotions, but Armstrong Corp doesn''t solely rely on this one project. Without the museum project, you


    can take over other projects. So, I hope you can be more rational and not let it affect your work."


    Preston couldn''t even listen to what Horace was saying at the moment. He was filled with anger and


    had no outlet to vent it. His expression was extremely grim as he sat in his chair, unresponsive. His


    vacant gaze was fixed on Horace, as if trying to decipher the true meaning behind his words.