NovelUpdateChapter 148 McNeil sat on the couch, legs crossed, growing visibly darker each tCurtis mentioned Victoria's name.
"So, you sold the gand handed your secretary half a million. Don't tellyou've fallen for her." Curtis flushed slightly at McNeil's blunt question.
"You noticed that, huh?" Once Victoria cup, Curtis couldn't help but go on.
"She's ambitious, works herself to the bone, and she's talented. Honestly, missing out on a woman like her would be a real loss. The truth is, the half million doesn't even cover what I owe her. If not for the accident, she was the lead developer- the bonus she should've earned from the company would've been a lot more than that." McNeil just snorted, unimpressed.
"You really do admire her. Shshe's married." He lit a cigarette, his sharp features blurred by the curling smoke, making it impossible to read his mood. Curtis protested, "You only listen to half of what I say. She's in the middle of a divorce. Once her sorry excuse for a husband is out of the picture, I'm going to ask her out." Just then, the ashtray on the coffee table slipped from McNeil's hand and shattered on the floor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCurtis jumped at the sudden crash. McNeil barely blinked, tossing his cigarette butt onto the ground and grinding it out with his shoe.
"Slipped. Get a new one." Ever since Curtis started talking about Victoria, McNeil's mood had soured. Even when Violet walked in, she immediately sensed the tension.
"Curtis, you sold the game?" she asked, trying to sound calm, though her tone still carried an edge.
Curtis glanced at McNeil. "Quantum Core isn't the Langford Group. Twenty million is a loss we just couldn't take." McNeil let out a derisive laugh.
"You can't stomach a financial loss, but you'll throw half a million at a woman you haven't even managed to date. What's twenty million compared to that?" McNeil's constant sarcasm left Curtis feeling bewildered.
Violet, confused, asked, "What woman?" "Nothing important," McNeil replied coolly.
Curtis suddenly felt wronged. Was McNeil giving him a hard tjust because he liked Victoria? The idea was ridiculous, and yet, the thought nagged at him. What the hell was he thinking? Meanwhile, after taking her leave from Curtis, Victoria headed straight to find Osborn.
Only his team was left at the racetrack. Victoria checked the time, assuming Osborn would be halfway through his laps by now, but when she arrived, she found him crouched on the ground, earnestly counting ants.
Lyndon stood beside him, facing the sun, nostrils flaring, looking like he might boil over with frustration.
To make matters worse, Osborn stubbornly refused to start practice unless Victoria was there. He made sure everyone knew it, whining that he wouldn't get in the car unless she showed up.
The whole team, who had been there since dawn checking the car, were at O their wits' end. But Osborn was the Ο Sponsors and But sponsor's son-if he wouldn't drive, there was nothing they could do except wait him out. The moment Osborn spotted Victoria, he jumped to his feet and waved at her, beaming.
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Lyndon dropped his wrench and shivered with goosebumps.
Victoria kept her distance, making sure Osborn didn't get too close.
"I'm here. Can we start practice now?"
On the way over, Lyndon-normally the strong, silent type-had called hem three times each tcomplaining En about Osborn's antics. "Of course!" Osborn nodded so eagerly he looked like a bobblehead.
Victoria stayed with him through all 103 laps. When he finally climbed out of the car, the pit crew moved in for the final checks.
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