No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 615

As soon as Mr. Quinn entered, he offered York a small briefcase. "Mr. Ferguson, a small token of my appreciation."

York didn't take it, or even glance at it. "I don't accept gifts for no reason, Mr. Quinn. If you have something to say, please be direct."

Seeing Mr. Quinn holding the case awkwardly, Mark quickly served coffee

and took the 'gift.' Although he didn't know what was inside, he knew anything personally delivered to his boss was undoubtedly valuable.

Mr. Quinn sat across from York, nervously rubbing his palms together. "Mr. Ferguson," he said with some difficulty, "I came here today to ask you to let Miss James off the hook."

York's expression was intriguing. "You're going to such lengths, Mr. Quinn. It seems your relationship with her is quite close."

Mr. Quinn forced a laugh. "You jest, Mr. Ferguson. I'm merely acting on behalf of a friend."

York didn't press the matter.

Mr. Quinn continued, "My friend has hired a lawyer for Miss James, and I've familiarized myself with the case. While Miss James certainly wronged you, her actions don't warrant criminal charges. I'm hoping you can do me the favor of letting this whole thing blow over."

York put down his water glass, his face impassive. "Since you claim it's not a serious matter, then let's handle it by the book. I trust the law won't wrong an innocent person."

York stood up.

Seeing that York wasn't buying it, Mr. Quinn rose as well. He took a check from his pocket, bent over, and placed it on the coffee table with both hands. "Mr. Ferguson, I will return this sixty million on Miss James's behalf. We all have to live and work in the same city. Please, let her go."

York glanced down at the check on the table. "Do you think I'm doing this for the sixty million?"

Mr. Quinn wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. "To show my sincerity, my company, the Quinn Group, will cede the land plot in East City to you, Mr. Ferguson. What do you say...?"

He hesitated for a long moment before sending another. "I'm coming to Caledon on a business trip tomorrow. Do you need me to bring you any clothes?"

Nearby, Mark's ears perked up. ...A business trip to Caledon tomorrow? When was that decided? Why don't I know anything about it?

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Around seven that evening, Ann was finally released. The moment she got home, she excitedly told her mother, brother, and sister-in-law, "I knew York would save me! Mom, Fiona, did he give you his contact information? Did he have any message for me?"

Fiona scoffed. "In your dreams. York is the one who put you in there. Didn't Aunt Selene tell you?"

Ann froze, completely stunned. The only person she had seen during her detention was a lawyer who claimed to have been hired by her family to handle her case.