The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 714

A person could only be pushed so far before hitting their breaking point.

Max plannes to ease Anne into accepting Olisha. After all, Olisha's feelings for him were pure, and her eyes held nothing but adoration for him. She was young, beautiful, and perfectly matched his preferences. With a simple, easily controlled personality, what man would not be tempted?

"Mommy."

Anne's sweet voice pulled Felicia out of her thoughts.

Felicia looked down at her daughter, her gaze softening instantly. "What is it, baby?"

Anne blinked her big, innocent eyes. "Can you call Daddy and ask him to come back to Grandpa's house to keep us company tonight?"

Felicia froze for a moment. She gently stroked her daughter's hair. "Daddy is very busy with work right now. He does not have time."

"Can you just ask him first?" Anne pleaded earnestly.

Thankfully, Felicia was saved by her phone buzzing. It was an email notification from Caroline, delivering the project proposal. Using work as an excuse, Felicia handed Anne over to Ava.

Felicia sat in the study, carefully reviewing the document.

After a thorough reading, she noted that there were no glaring errors. However, by BlueMarble Investments' rigorous standards, this proposal fell drastically short.

It seemed the rumors of internal corporate struggles within the Perry family company were true. They were clearly in a panic, desperate to cling to BlueMarble Investments to stay afloat.

Meanwhile, outside a luxury five star hotel.

A sleek Rolls Royce glided to a halt near the entrance.

The valet hurried forward to open the door. A tall, strikingly handsome man stepped out into the evening air. Following closely from the cars behind him were several top executives from BlueMarble Investments, matching Max's confident strides as they headed inside.

Suddenly, a voice called out. "Mr. Green."

The executives turned to see a middle aged man in glasses hurrying toward them.

Easton took the opening and continued rapidly. "A few days ago, my son was being bullied at kindergarten, and your lovely daughter stepped in to help him. We are so incredibly grateful. My son is having a birthday party this weekend, and my wife has already given an invitation to your wife. We would be absolutely honored to host you and your family."

Max turned his sharp gaze onto Easton. The sheer intimidation in those dark eyes made it impossible for Easton to hold eye contact.

"I will not take up any more of your evening, Mr. Hawthorne," Easton stammered, quickly stepping back.

If Max actually attended his son's birthday party, simply showing his face would be enough to completely resolve the crisis facing Zenith Enterprises.

Max withdrew his gaze and strode purposefully toward the elevators.

As the doors slid shut, Max's deep voice broke the silence. "Who exactly is that Easton?"

Mr. Green hurriedly explained the situation, finishing with a grim report. "I reviewed Zenith's proposal today. They were eliminated in the first round of evaluations."

He had planned to send the official rejection notice to Zenith at nine o'clock the next morning.