Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 137

Clarence was practically sweating bullets until he opened the revised files. The moment he scanned the pages, his confidence skyrocketed. He could guarantee there wouldn't be any issues this time. Not only were the glaring data errors scrubbed clean, but the entire logical flow and structural framework had been masterfully overhauled. The proposal was so bulletproof he wouldn't even need to manipulate the grading system behind the scenes for Sinclair Group to win the bid.

A smug sneer curled his lips. He was going to take this masterpiece and shove it right in Willow's face.

Marching into her office, he didn't even hand over the files first. Instead, he immediately dropped Julian's name, arrogantly declaring that the CEO of Sinclair Group had personally overseen the redesign. He practically demanded she treat the proposal with the utmost respect.

To his disappointment, Willow didn't bat an eye. She couldn't care less whose name was attached to the document; she only cared about the actual science. Still, she was mildly surprised. Julian was famously ruthless with his time. The fact that he was willing to personally rewrite a vendor proposal just to bail Vivienne out was quite the statement.

The revised document was far denser than the original draft, and Willow took her time reading through it.

As the minutes ticked by, Clarence grew increasingly impatient. He had fully prepared himself for another lecture and had a dozen rebuttals locked and loaded. But when Willow finally looked up, her answer threw him completely off balance.

"This draft is acceptable," she said flatly. "You may push it forward through the standard company protocols."

"What?" Clarence stammered, entirely unprepared for the green light. "Are you serious?"

Willow didn't bother justifying her decision to him. Her professional code was simple: focus on the work, not the politics. She only cared about competence and results. Even though she knew she was dealing with Sinclair Group and would inevitably have to cross paths with Julian again, as long as the partnership benefited Merit Biotech and advanced the project, she was more than capable of burying her personal grudges.

"I said the draft is acceptable, not that the contract is theirs," Willow reminded him sharply. "There are still several rounds of rigorous vetting to get through. Only if Sinclair Group passes every single audit will they secure the bid."

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