Chapter 64
Anthony followed in mock agreement. “Exactly. Do you think someone liike the heiress of the Morrison Group would need to come here and sweet-talk us for investments? Better just have a few drinks and we’ll talk numbers if we’re happy.”
Emeril Mitchell even reached out to drape an arm over Khloe’s shoulder. She sidestepped effortlessly, and he clicked his tongue in disdain. “We’re giving you face by even talking business. Don’t get greedy.”
Khloe’s gaze sharpened at their arrogance. From her velvet bag, she pulled out a small, gilded seal.
“You should all recognize this, right?”
The seal was no bigger than a palm, the body engraved with the hundred-year history of the Morrison family and the names of its current heirs. In the business circles of Goldmont City, everyone knew it.
“The Morrison heir’s gilded seal? That can’t be real…”
A tentative voice challenged her, questioning its authenticity.
But under the lights, the seal shimmered with a unique blue-purple glow-an unmistakable mark of the true Morrison family heir. Khloe held it up, letting the luminescence catch their eyes.
“Don’t you follow the news? Niel Morrison has an illegitimate daughter inheriting his billions…” a murmur followed.
“Maybe… she really is—”
“This gilded seal is made from a special alloy. Only the heir possesses it. That blue-purple aura is an exclusive anti -counterfeit mark. You can’t replicate it anywhere.
“If you don’t believe me, call Morrison Group’s legal department. Give them my name. Ask if they know me.”
Khloe didn’t stop there. She pulled a voice recorder from her bag, playing back the conversation from earlier. The three had interrupted her pitch, trying repeatedly to negotiate investment through drinking-every word was captured clearly.
“This recording isn’t to cause trouble,” Khloe said evenly, “but a reminder: your company wants to bid on a Morrison Group project. The Morrison Group values professionalism and sincerity above all.
“If this conversation-tying alcohol consumption to investment-reached them, do you think it would help your bid?”
Emeril’s face darkened, and he reached for the recorder. “Miss Roswell, you set us up!”
“What do you mean?” Khloe’s lips curved. “You turned a business negotiation into a tavern game. If I wanted to take advantage, I wouldn’t have stopped at just this recording”
They had tried to probe her limits through wine, but she had captured their unprofessional behavior-and held the key to bidding on the Morrison Group project. They had just crossed the heir of the Morrison family.
Khloe slid the investment contract across the table.
“The terms haven’t changed. Investment amounts are as initially discussed. If you find the project feasible, you can sign now.
“For any future Morrison Group project, my team will prioritize coordinating with your company. If drinking matters more than the business, then let’s pretend this never happened. I’ll reach out to other investors tomorrow.
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“The Cameron Group is still waiting for my response, so I won’t keep you. The contract stays here-think it over, and contact my assistant when you’re ready.”
“Wait!” Samuel suddenly said, grabbing a pen and scanning the contract. He saw it matched their prior discussion, with even an added clause giving them priority on the Morrison Group future project bids.
Without hesitation, he signed.
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