Everything was a deal until divorce novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 He Never Shares Power Basily

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If Vincent was the one chosen. Dorian would have walk away that very second. Knowing him, he wouldn’t even give the company another glance.

But Dorian wasn’t just anyone–he was the face of the most powerful family in Avalen. In places like Zevia, Eloria, even Deepvale, his name carried real weight.

Even Ares from the powerful Sinclair family, with deep nilitary ties, called him a brother. Without his backing, this company might not survive.

Victor gave a tight smile. “Of course we’re going with M Vale.”

He turned to Vincent, apologetic but firm. “Mr. Draven ‘m sorry, Mr. Vale’s offer aligns better with our company’s future. I hope we can work together another time?”

Vincent stood up. “Don’t make up your mind too early. Business is about value, and I have time. If I bring a better offer than Mr. Vale, I hope you’ll reconsider.”

Victor knew that was true. But the name Dorian came with too much influence. The Draven family had only just started making waves in Eloria the past couple years. Victor understood clearly which side had more weight.

He smiled again. “Appreciate your interest, Mr. Draven.”

Vincent’s voice turned colder. “Isn’t Mr. Vale a bit too controlling? Doesn’t that scare you?”

Dorian didn’t even look up. “There’s nothing in this world I fear.”

Vincent shifted his gaze toward Arden and handed her a business card. “Arden, I’m heading out. If you ever consider leaving, my company’s door is always open.”

Arden stood, Dorian’s cold stare locked on her, and took the card. Vincent turned and walked off with his assistant.

Dorian’s eyes stayed on the card in Arden’s hand. He didn’t tell her to throw it away.

Victor, trying to hide his nerves, cleared his throat. “Mr. Vale, shall we talk specifics now?”

Dorian picked up his coffee. It wasn’t sweet–he’d asked for no sugar–and it had cooled, leaving behind a faint bitterness.

“What’s the rush? I came to Zevia for other reasons. Just stopped by. If I were planning an acquisition, our corporate team would do a full assessment.”

Victor got anxious. “But Mr. Vale, I thought you were already familiar with our company.”

“Sure,” Dorian said calmly, “but no matter how familiar am, I still need to see the numbers and projections. That’s how business works, isn’t it?”

Victor’s expression froze. His company’s books were a mess. Even he wasn’t sure where the money was going.

Before he could respond, Dorian stood up and headed for the door. “Arden, let’s go.”

Wait, that’s it? The meeting is over?

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Chapter 125 the Never Shates Power Fasily

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Arden scrambled to close her laptop and shoved it into her bag as she followed. Victor rushed after their “Mr. Vale, when will your team come for the evaluation

Dorian lit a cigarette as he walked. “That depends on your sincerity. And for the record. I hate being lied to. If your company’s books are a mess, there’s no deal‘

Victor’s face shifted slightly, then smoothed over again We’re a legitimate company. Mr. Vale. Our accounting and legal teams are solid. Everything’s above board.”

Dorian exhaled smoke and said nothing. He kept walking, not once looking back.

Victor hurried after him, calling, “Mr. Vale! Mr. Vale!”

Lucien blocked his path.

Lucien, with his mercenary past and massive frame, looked like he belonged in a crime syndicate. His face expressionless, he said, “Mr. Langston, this is where you stop. If our boss is interested, someone will contact

you.”

Victor could only watch them walk away. His eyes lingered a bit longer on Arden. Dorian’s legs were long, his pace fast, and Arden had to half–jog to keep up.

She was confused. “Mr. Vale, I thought you came here specifically for this company. If you really wanted to acquire them, why leave without even looking? You mentioned their books. Do you think they’re hiding something? You just forced Vincent to leave, then turned around and ignored Victor. Are you still planning to buy this company or not?”

Dorian suddenly stopped. Arden didn’t notice and bumped right into his back.

“Ow. Why’d you stop walking?” she muttered.

He raised an eyebrow. “Do you always ask this many questions?”

His clean scent mixed with a faint trace of tobacco. It lingered in Arden’s nose. His body was firm, like running into a wall.

“I’m just trying to understand,” she said, adjusting her shirt.

Dorian glanced at her youthful face. “You take me to dinner tonight, and I’ll explain everything.”

“No thanks,” she said instantly. “I don’t want to know anymore.”

Dorian was speechless.

“This is your work attitude?” he asked.

They reached the car. Dorian opened the door, his hand resting lazily on the frame, eyes locked on her petite figure.

She turned back after walking a few steps, keeping some distance. “I asked you, but you refused to answer.”

“You can’t make a small sacrifice for work? What’s the big deal about taking me to dinner?”

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