Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 63

No one spoke further; both of them were breathing heavily, Rosemary out of sheer frustration.

Rosemary couldn’t see Maxwell’s expression and didn’t have the bandwidth to guess what he was feeling. It took a good half a minute before she managed to calm her turbulent emotions, “The contract has been signed; you can’t just back out now.”

The response came in his calm and collected voice, “A deal’s not done until the follow-up’s in place. Why don’t you check with Mr. Ferber, see if he’s still keen on working with the Templeton Group?”

Mr. Ferber would obviously agree; for him, the company’s future was more important than his face. But after what he’d done to Rosemary, how could she possibly go ask him!

Anger surged in Rosemary’s chest again, “Maxwell, have you no shame!”

Maxwell, likely unused to such direct insults, replied with a chilling voice, “Rosemary, where are your manners?”

The woman retorted sharply with a cold laugh, “Might as well have been eaten by you.”

Calling him a dog was an insult to the poor pups!

After a few seconds of silence, Maxwell’s voice seemed to be restraining something, “Send your account details to Christ. He’ll transfer you ten million hardship fees, and I’ll add an extra five million on the top of that as compensation.”

Rosemary clenched her teeth, knowing full well Maxwell wouldn’t budge on the three hundred million, “I don’t want the extra five million. First, go through the divorce proceedings with me. I’ll pay back the three hundred million in installments.”

“Do you really think you’re in any position to negotiate with me?”

Rosemary’s throat tightened, hit again by that same line—there was clearly no room for negotiation!

Since there was no room for negotiation, she didn’t want to waste another word on him and hung up the phone.

She closed her eyes, tallying up her current finances, growing more agitated with each thought, wishing she could drive over and punch Maxwell to death.

How could there be such an annoying and shameless man in the world?

All his money must have come from swindling and deceit!

Rosemary blocked all of Maxwell’s contact details and calmed herself in the restroom for over ten minutes. Only when her emotions had eased did she open the door and walk out.

She hadn’t gone far when she ran into Hans, who was hurting over, seemingly looking for someone. His gaze swept around until he saw Rosemary and let out a sigh of relief, “Rose, I’ve been looking everywhere for you. The filming at the program team is almost done. The spotlight is now on you and me.”

The artifact restoration show that Oswald had mentioned before - Rosemary had eventually agreed to participate, but on the condition that she wouldn’t show her face. Yet, it was too good of a publicity opportunity for the studio to miss, so they decided to have Hans join her in the restoration segment, letting him be the face of the studio.

“Sorry, I just went to the restroom. Let’s get going.”

They entered the restoration room, and Rosemary’s workstation was all set up with the artifact for this session - a vase with moderate damage. They planned to film over several sessions and later edited the footage together into a single video.

The director came over to brief them, “Just focus on the restoration work as you normally would. There’s no need to pose specifically for the camera.”

Rosemary nodded, “Sure, thanks, Director Madden.”

Director Madden’s gaze lingered on the woman’s face, unable to hide his regret, “Rose, are you sure you don’t want to show your face? This is a great opportunity. With your beauty, you might attract film and TV offers.”

He began to sell her the dream. A young and beautiful girl like her could be a ratings magnet. What a waste to just show her hands!