A Man with Nerves of Steel (Joseph Hart) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

After getting off work at noon, Joseph arrived at Jenton Grand Hotel for his lunch appointment. Only then did he discover that the woman who had invited him was exceptionally beautiful.

Still, he didn’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts. He wasn’t the type of man who lost his mind at the sight of a pretty face. Besides, he knew exactly who she was. She was Mavis’ daughter-in-law.

“Dr. Hart, you’re here. Please, have a seat.” The woman welcomed him warmly and politely.

She was clearly an extraordinary woman. Joseph studied her expression and bearing, and everything about her suggested that she was sharp and capable. Then again, no ordinary person would have made it into Mavis’ family, nor would the old lady have trusted just anyone to represent her in Jenton.

Her name suited her perfectly. It was Grace Summers.

The gift Mavis had sent turned out to be a set of silver needles. They weren’t new, but judging by their appearance and craftsmanship, they were clearly a collector’s item.

Joseph asked, “Is there some hidden medical expert in your husband’s or your family?”

Grace shook her head. “Not at all. Most of our relatives are in business or politics. Even those who entered academia focused on social sciences, economics, and similar fields. No one practices medicine.

Joseph nodded. “Then this set isn’t much use to your family, and it probably isn’t worth much either. But it’s useful to me, so I’ll accept it. Of course, I can’t just take it for free. I have a project proposal here for you.”

Joseph took out a proposal he had drafted long ago for a new energy project in Jenton. It wasn’t professionally prepared, and without startup capital, the project had remained nothing more than an idea.

Grace read through it carefully. “Dr. Hart, you have a real talent for writing, and your market instincts are impressive. If you weren’t a doctor, I’m sure you could have been a successful businessman.”

When she said nothing further, Jenton frowned slightly. “You don’t seem very interested. Is it because Jenton is too far from Croma? Or is it because the market is too small?”

Grace set the proposal down. “It’s neither. If this project succeeds, it could generate a billion in profit. That’s hardly a small opportunity. But you said it yourself, it’s Jenton.”

Joseph was confused. “And what’s wrong with Jenton? You’re obviously hiding something. Just tell me.”

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