"Oh?" Christopher chuckled softly. "Ariana, you really do resemble Mr. Jones."
His words sounded complimentary, but his tone made me uncomfortable. The way he laughed reminded me of a snake with broken fangs flicking its tongue. It didn't bite, but it was unsettling all the same.
I felt a wave of frustration rise. How had Nicholas managed to navigate these negotiations with so many slippery players? Just dealing with Christopher alone had me drained.
Suppressing my emotions, I tilted my head slightly and smiled at Christopher. "Well, I am his daughter, after all. I can't help but take after him."
Christopher stroked his chin thoughtfully, deep in contemplation.
Lately, bank loans had become challenging to secure, which was putting a strain on his plans. If he wanted to participate in the bidding, he had no confidence in securing that piece of land. Otherwise, he wouldn't resort to such desperate measures.
But taking that step…
After a moment's hesitation, Christopher grinned and said, "Let's talk privately."
I nodded, following him into a secluded private room in the restaurant. Christopher took the seat opposite me and spoke first.
"I do have a sentimental attachment to that piece of land. I personally handled the planning documents, intending to open an ecological zoo as a birthday gift for my son.
"But even though now he's almost ten, I still haven't fulfilled this promise. A father should keep his word, don't you agree?"
"Of course. A child's wish should be fulfilled. But what's in it for me?"
"If the contact you recommend is as useful as you say, have Mr. Preston come to me, and you can name your conditions."
I tapped my fingers on the table twice. "Mr. Newton, do you really think I'm still a child? Do you expect me to believe in such empty promises?"
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