Unemployed Family? Hidden Tycoons Dote On Her novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329 An Awkward Encounter

Chapter 329 An Awkward Encounter

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“Your presence was critical,” Matthew stated, his gaze steady. “All the technical product explanations required your expertise.”

“I’m not so sure,” she countered. “I think Terry would have signed even if I weren’t here.” It seemed that with Matthew leading the deal, the specifics of what was being sold were almost secondary.

Matthew held his ground. “It was the clarity of your explanations that secured his commitment.”

Arabella couldn’t suppress an eye roll. Yeah, right. Like I’d buy that.

With a sigh, she shifted the topic. “Mr. Stewart, even though you’re an investor in the pharma company, I’d prefer you not to involve yourself in its day–to–day operations. Isn’t managing a conglomerate the size of Horizon Corp enough to keep you occupied?”

The whole situation irritated her. Her attendance today felt utterly superfluous.

Seeing her serious, slightly frosty expression, Matthew’s eyes darkened.

‘Are you really this upset because it interfered with your visit to your lover?” Matthew’s voice was cool.

‘My what?” Arabella corrected, her tone sharp. “We are friends. That’s all.”

Matthew arched a brow. “You certainly show him a particular level of consideration.”

‘He’s ill and vulnerable right now. Of course I’m concerned,” she replied, as if stating the obvious.

‘Is that the only reason?” Matthew pressed further.

‘What other reason could there possibly be?” Arabella frowned, perplexed by his unusual line of questioning today.

Matthew watched her, an inscrutable flicker in his gaze.

‘Let’s go,” he said after a long moment, rising to his feet.

Arabella pressed her lips together, suddenly realizing he’d diverted the conversation. “Don’t change the subject. We were discussing business. What does Lucas have to do with any of this?”

‘It’s irrelevant now,” Matthew said, already moving past her toward the door.

“What?” Arabella was baffled.

What was irrelevant? How could it be?

So, was that a yes or a no to her request?

“Hey, wait!” Arabella hurried after him into the hallway

“Mr. Stewart, did you agree or not-” she began, but as she stepped out, a housekeeping cart came rolling straight toward her

“Oh!”

“Look out!” Instinctively, Matthew reached back, his arm encircling Arabella’s waist and pulling her swiftly against the wall, shielding her with his body.

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Chapter 329 An Awkward Encounter

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Her heart pounding, Arabella watched, slightly pale, as the cart continued down the corridor. She let out a quiet sigh of relief. That was close.

“Are you alright?” Matthew’s voice was low, close to her ear.

“I’m fine, thank you. I just-” Arabella started, tilting her head back to look at him.

Oh.

The situation suddenly became acutely awkward.

Good grief, she was practically leaning against Matthew’s chest!

And her hands were clutching fistfuls of his dress shirt!

She instantly let go, straightened up, and took a small step back, her composure slightly ruffled. “I’m okay now. We should go.”

“Wow! Your… business partnership… certainly has a… dynamic way of communicating!” came the heavily accented from a familiar voice. Arabella fought the urge to grimace.

Terry approached, giving Matthew a knowing look. “Wouldn’t you agree, Mr. Stewart?”

“You’re still here?” Matthew replied, his tone flat.

“Just collected my suitcase. Was on my way out. Didn’t expect to witness… this,” Terry said, his amused gaze bouncing between

them.

“Then you’d best be on your way. Flight schedules wait for no one,” Matthew said, his words a clear dismissal.

Terry chuckled. “Right, I’m gone.”

“Wouldn’t dream of… interrupting,” Terry added, then turned to Arabella. “Goodbye, special partner.”

Arabella mustered a tight smile. “Goodbye, Terry.”

“Mr. Stewart, until next time,” Terry said with a final wink before wheeling his luggage away.

“Ahem.” Arabella cleared her throat, the awkwardness hanging in the air. “Mr. Stewart, I’ll be leaving as well”

With that, she quickened her pace and walked off down the hall.

Matthew watched her retreat, a complex emotion flickering briefly in his eyes.

He glanced down. The front of his shirt was still slightly creased where her hands had been, and it seemed to carry a faint, lingering trace of her perfume.

Seeing Matthew standing motionless, Andy ventured softly, “Mr. Stewart, shall we proceed?”

Matthew snapped back to attention, his professional demeanor settling back into place. “Let’s go

Meanwhile, Arabella was already in her car.

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