Next Man Better Plan novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Sitting beside Stephanie, Quennel’s expression cracked.

If Stephanie kept bidding, he would likely go bankrupt over this necklace.

Fortunately, Stephanie soon stood up and left the hall.

Quennel wanted to follow her, but Victoria held him back.

She looked at him with adoration. “Quennel, I never thought you would light a sky lantern for me…”

In truth, Quennel regretted it.

He was rich, but he wasn’t a fool.

A necklace worth no more than a million had been driven up to a hundred million by Stephanie.

But he had promised Victoria he would help her get her family heirloom back.

Thinking back, he realized there weren’t many things that had ever caught Stephanie’s eye over the years.

He shouldn’t have fought with her over it.

A sense of guilt washed over Quennel, and he left Victoria to chase after Stephanie.

But when he got outside, she was already gone.

Stephanie left the auction because Todd had called her.

He said he had found a potential buyer for Meridian Consortium and had arranged a meeting.

“Mr. Carter, who is the buyer?”

Stephanie had thought this would take some time. After all, transferring ownership of such a large publicly traded company was no small matter.

Most people didn’t have the financial means, and those who did wouldn’t dare to cross the Gonzalez family.

“It’s Ironhold Investment Group. But the specific terms need to be discussed. Their boss has only expressed preliminary interest.”

Stephanie was surprised.

Ironhold Investment Group. Over the past few years, they had snatched a lot of business

from Meridian Consortium. Quennel considered them a sworn enemy and had

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complained about them to her more than once

But Stephanie didn’t know much about the business world. She only knew that the boss behind Ironhold was very mysterious, rarely made public appearances, and was rumored to have a military background.

She knew nothing else.

In the evening, Stephanie arrived at the private club where the meeting was scheduled.

To be safe, she arrived a full hour early.

As she stepped into the club, Stephanie noticed several familiar luxury cars parked at the

entrance.

Quennel and his gang of friends were here too

After she left the auction, Quennel had called her several times, but she hadn’t answered.

A hostess approached and asked Stephanie if she had a reservation.

Perhaps out of habit, she instinctively gave the number of the private room Quennel always booked.

The hostess pushed the door open, and the moment Stephanie was seen, the room fell

silent.

Quennel’s black shirt was slightly unbuttoned, a cigarette held between his fingers as he nursed a glass of wine.

The moment he saw Stephanie, Quennel immediately extinguished his cigarette and

walked over to her.

“Stephanie, what are you doing here?”

He smelled of alcohol, and through the two unbuttoned buttons of his shirt, the faint outline of his chest muscles was visible.

There was no denying Quennel was handsome. Among all the young heirs, his charisma was exceptionally striking.

Quennel’s ‘followers‘ also quickly greeted Stephanie.

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