Chapter 107 Be Tricked
Anastasia thanked her and left with Kevin.
They arrived at the door of the clubhouse where Cato had dinner.
This clubhouse was luxurious. It seemed that many people wanted the project in Cato's hands.
After waiting for nearly two hours, they watched Cato stagger out and get into the car.
"Follow him."
Anastasia said to Kevin.
Soon, his car stopped at the Walton Hotel.
As soon as Cato got out of the car, Anastasia greeted him with a smile,
"Hello, Mr. Franco. I'm Anastasia Graves, the director of Starlight Entertainment."
Cato was drunk, stared at her for a few seconds, and then frowned unhappily.
"Anastasia? What's the matter?"
Anastasia smiled, "Stellar Entertainment intends to cooperate with you sincerely. Why don't we talk about it sometime?"
Cato loosened his neckline and chuckled nonchalantly,
"No, I never discuss business with women except in bed."
He was dismissive and frivolous.
Anastasia's smile froze slightly. She resisted the urge to hit him and maintained a smile on her face,
"Mr. Franco is drunk. Since it's for making money, what does it matter if the other party is a man or a woman?"
Cato snorted coldly, impatiently,
"All right. Since you don't agree with what I said, then there's nothing to say."
He turned around and wanted to walk into the elevator.
Anastasia didn't catch up but raised her voice behind him.
"Mr. Franco, if you are willing to cooperate, I will help you save your company."
Cato paused. Looking at her for a few seconds, he blocked the elevator that was about to close.
"Find me at the company tomorrow."
Anastasia smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
She was halfway there.
He sat there calmly with brooding eyes, and his voice was indifferent.
"Mr. Franco, should you explain?"
Cato was nervous for a moment and then looked at Christian flatteringly.
"Mr. Patterson, before the cooperation is concluded, it is kept secret. I want to avoid leaking the news."
As he said that, he looked at Anastasia with a tough attitude,
"Ms. Graves, the cooperation is free. I believe Ms. Graves can face failure, right?"
Hearing this, Anastasia laughed,
"Of course, whoever Mr. Franco wants to cooperate with is your freedom, so I wish you a smooth cooperation!"
With a perfunctory smile on her face, she snorted coldly, turned around, and walked out.
Their cooperation wouldn't succeed easily.
Before she left the company, someone chased after her.
"Anastasia..."
Christian walked quickly and followed directly.
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