My Sweetheart novel Chapter 121

At Hotel W.

The assistant knocked the door, “Mr. Champs, we have received an investment fund.”

He handed Peter the agreement which had Johnson’s signature on it.

Didn’t he reject it at first?

“What’s the company background?” Peter frowned.

“The legal representative is Johnson, but I found out that the one who currently owns the largest share is Joseph.”

Peter laughed out when he heard his words, “He just don’t know how to be honest to himself. He still have to compromise in the end since he can’t bear to see Kathy being kidnapped by me.”

“Contact Joseph and tell him I want to see him.”

In the afternoon, at the hotel restaurant.

Joseph’s car was parked in front of the entrance of the hotel. A man wearing a white shirt and black trousers came in elegantly. Peter narrowed his eyes and smirked.

“Mr. Joseph finally shows up.”

“Since Mr. Champs has received the fund now, please let go of my wife.” Joseph sat down, his eyes were sharp and cold.

“Tsk tsk, Mr. Joseph is really straightforward, but since Mr. Joseph is willing to invest, then why don’t you continue to have a look at this proposal? As far as I can see, 50 million may not be enough.”

Joseph dropped his eyes, and didn’t pick it up, his voice was extremely cold, “According to the assessment by YK Group, 50 million is more than enough. So are you trying to put the bite on me?”

He didn’t expect that Joseph would retort him straight away. Peter was a bit irritated as it was obvious that he was the one threatening Joseph!

“If Mr. Joseph doesn’t agree to invest for a long term, then there’s no need for us to continue this conversation!” Peter stood up and was about to leave.

He walked very slow, waiting for Joseph to compromise, but he didn’t!

John soon came over, he bent down and whispered at Joseph’s ear, “Mr. Joseph, we have just confirmed that the location of Madam is fake.”

Upon hearing this, Joseph was holding the wine glass, the gloom from the bottom of his eyes spread.

The red wine was spilled from his shaking, red as fresh blood.

“Track Peter, keep an eye on him carefully.”

At AN Road Community.