"You're simply dreaming!" Vivian Sullivan grabbed his arm and pushed him outside the door, quickly slamming it shut.
Outside the door, Charles Jenson wasn't in a hurry. He touched the corner of his lips, knocked on the door, and said to Vivian Sullivan inside, "My offer is always valid. You can always change your mind and come to me. I have simple requirements, just a chance to start over. One day when I'm happy, or find our current situation truly dull, I'll end the relationship and return the USB to you."
Inside the door, Vivian Sullivan spat hard and cursed to herself, "It's true that when the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is slanted. With a boss like Maxim Sinclair, there are subordinates like Charles Jenson."
Lakeshore Club.
Maxim Sinclair and his group had just come down from upstairs, ready to return to the company by car, when they encountered Justin Huxley coming to discuss business at the club.
