Flirting With My Ex-husband novel Chapter 205

When Katherine called her, Scarlett had just finished dinner and was cutting up the fruit. She put Katherine on speakerphone. "Katherine?"

"Ms. Reed, Ralph's secretary called me this afternoon. Ralph wants to see you."

Scarlett put down the fruit, washed her hands, and picked up the phone. "See me?"

"Yes. He wants to sell Rounjoy to you."

Scarlett chuckled. "Okay, arrange it for me, but it's not Sony that will meet him. It's Scarlett."

Katherine understood. "Okay, I'll let you know when I fix a time."

Scarlett replied, "Thank you."

"That's what I should do."

Katherine paused. "By the way, I've collected the information about Rounjoy's situation this year and sent it to you."

Katherine had been Scarlett's secretary for so many years. She quickly knew what Scarlett wanted, though Scarlett didn't say that.

If Scarlett could make money from that, of course, she wouldn't refuse.

As for Nylah's matter, it depended on what Ralph could give her.

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Scarlett went into the study with the fruit, turned on the computer, and checked her mailbox.

After reading the information from Katherine, Scarlett couldn't help raising an eyebrow. Seeing the price she offered, Ralph should be mad.

Katherine was efficient. The next day, she fixed a meeting time.

The meal was scheduled for 6 p.m. It was cold in February in Juanton City. Scarlett was wearing a white cashmere coat, looking casual but elegant.

Her car just stopped when Katherine came over. "Ms. Reed."

Scarlett nodded. "Have they arrived?"

James, what do you want to eat?"

Ralph had thought that Suny would come over rather than Scarlett.

Who was Scarlett?

Everyone in their circle knew her.

Even if she was powerful, no one cared about her after she left Raymond.

However, Scarlett was indeed capable. Ralph was surprised that she became Suny's special assistant.

As he thought of this, Ralph's eyes turned gloomy.

"Mr. James, you don't seem happy to see me."

Scarlett smiled slightly at him, directly pointing out his dissatisfaction.