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1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 10\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve\u2019s body went rigid, but almost instantly, she regained her composure. She took a step back, putting more space\u00a0<\/p>\n
between her and Tristan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A chill settled in her gaze as she said, \u201cMr. Hale, please show some restraint.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The warning in her voice was unmistakable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve couldn\u2019t help but wonder if this was some kind of test. Even so, she didn\u2019t have time to indulge in Tristan\u2019s stupid\u00a0<\/p>\n
games.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan, on the other hand, studied her. He didn\u2019t get angry. If anything, the amusement in his eyes deepened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He adjusted the towel at his waist, his posture relaxed as he let out a chuckle. \u201cYou\u2019ve got quite the temper, huh? But you\u2019ve got the wrong man. The person you\u2019re here to see is over there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve frowned, wondering if he was fooling her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She shot Tristan a cold glance, said nothing more, and turned toward the door across the hall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No sooner had she knocked than the door swung open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Standing inside was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his early 40s: He was dressed in a standard dark suit, and his hair was combed perfectly in place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In an instant, Genevieve ran through everything she knew in her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sensed something amiss. The person in control of URI Corporation was rumored to be young, ruthless, and elusive. He was a man who had built a global empire at an early age. How could he possibly be this unremarkable middle-aged man standing before her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease come in, Ms. Whitfield,\u201d the man said as he stepped aside. \u201cI\u2019m Adrian Harrison.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pushing aside her doubts, Genevieve entered the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, Adrian gestured toward the couch, saying, \u201cHave a seat. Let\u2019s get straight to business.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slid a document across the table toward Genevieve.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cURI Corporation would like to enter into an exclusive, in-depth partnership with you, Ms. Cen. This is our offer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve opened the file and skimmed it, a faint smile tugging at her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The offer was outrageous. Her products would get priority promotion across global markets; she\u2019d have unlimited access to URI Corporation\u2019s raw-material inventory, and she\u2019d even take a direct 30% of net profits from new releases.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In fact, calling it a collaboration was generous-it was closer to having everything handed to her on a silver platter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve closed the file and met Adrian\u2019s gaze. \u201cWhat\u2019s my assignment?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need a new product within one week-something that\u2019s capable of taking the global market by storm,\u201d he answered, his expression as serious as ever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPleasure doing business with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Having said that, Genevieve took out a pen and signed her name at the bottom of the contract.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she finished signing, the tension in Adrian\u2019s face visibly eased.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That small detail only confirmed her suspicion. This was not the man she had come to meet. But she didn\u2019t care.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As long as the terms were right, Genevieve would deliver. Whether it meant setting the market on fire or taking even bigger\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 10\u00a0<\/p>\n
risks, she didn\u2019t care.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She said, \u201cSince the deal is settled, I\u2019ll skip the gala downstairs.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she rose to her feet, ready to leave. She had no desire to see Zachary\u2019s disgusting face again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Whitfield, please wait,\u201d Adrian called out. \u201cThere\u2019s one final event tonight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve raised a brow, signaling him to continue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
He went on, \u201cTo liven things up, URI Corporation has brought out a collection of top-tier ingredients we\u2019ve kept in reserve for years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAll perfumers present are invited to compete on the spot. The winner will receive a one-of-a-kind prize-Ocean\u2019s Embrace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ocean\u2019s Embrace\u2026 That was the necklace Genevieve had been searching for all these years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did you get it?\u201d she blurted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Adrian\u2019s tone remained professional as he replied, \u201cAll you need to know is that the winner will claim it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Very well. Whoever was running URI Corporation had gone all out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m in,\u201d Genevieve declared, her smile faint.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll be waiting for your good news.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Adrian spoke, he adjusted his glasses and gestured toward the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without saying another word, Genevieve turned to leave. Her only thought now was to win Ocean\u2019s Embrace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the elevator lobby, a figure leaned casually against the wall. The white towel was gone, replaced by a fitted black shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing a hint of collarbone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was Tristan again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve frowned and halted mid-step.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Act Fast: Free Bonus Time is Running Out!\u00a0<\/p>\n
X\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0 Chapter 10\u00a0 1\/2\u00a0 Chapter 10\u00a0 Genevieve\u2019s body went rigid, but almost instantly, she regained her composure. She took a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-184","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-you-chose-her-so-i-married-better"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=184"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/184\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=184"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=184"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=184"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}