The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 329

Before long, the staff escorted her to Killian's top-floor executive suite.

As the heavy doors swung open, Killian looked up from his desk.

Jillian walked in, letting the door click shut behind her. With measured, confident steps, she stopped right in front of his desk.

"Mr. Quincy," she greeted, her tone perfectly polite and distinctly distant.

Killian's eyes swept over her before he gestured toward the lounge area. "Sit."

Jillian took a seat.

Killian stood up, stepping out from behind his desk to sit opposite her.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Jillian offered a polite smile. It was past nine; well beyond breakfast hours.

She had no idea why he was asking such a pointless question.

Figuring it was just empty small talk, she cut straight to the chase.

"Mr. Quincy, if this is business, we can discuss the details now. If this is personal, I suggest you contact my attorney."

Killian gave her a flat look. "Today is strictly business."

Jillian's guard dropped a fraction. "Please, go ahead."

Killian signaled Nate to bring in the files, and the two immediately dove into the brutal negotiations for the Lightboat acquisition.

As the meeting progressed, Killian acutely felt the monumental shift in Jillian.

The woman sitting across from him had completely shed the timid, insecure shell she wore five years ago. Her aura was now composed and razor-sharp. During the negotiations, she pressed every advantage, refusing to yield a single inch.

They fiercely debated Lightboat's pros and cons, market forecasts, and partnership structures. Neither backed down. It was like watching two grandmasters clash—calculating, ruthless, and drenched in explosive tension.

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