Chapter 81
The next day.
Renee headed for Floating Cloud Villa in a casual beige suit. Her hair was tied into a neat horsetail.
She looked young, like a fresh college graduate.
Floating Cloud Villa was located in a primeval forest more than 50 kilometers away from the urban area
of Beach City.
The place had dense vegetation, high level of oxygen concentration, natural hot springs, golf courses,
and natural fishing grounds. It was the first choice holiday destination for many wealthy people.
Due to a bit of traffic on the road, Renee arrived at Floating Cloud Villa at exactly 10:01 am, she was a
minute late.
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Upon arriving there, she saw a group of people enthusiastically gathered around someone who was
walking out of Floating Cloud Villa.
That person was Jerome South, chairman of the South Group and the person Renee was going
to meet.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSouth Group was a powerful company with a strong background. It was one of the top investment
companies in Beach City and a loyal partner of H Group for many years.
H Group’s customer data leak this time resulted in a significant loss for South Group as well. Therefore,
South Group had terminated their contract with H Group and was currently seeking a new partner to
cooperate with.
Renee walked over with quick steps to stand in front of the group of tall, powerful men. The smile on
her pretty face was perfect. She said confidently, “Hello, Mr. South, I’m Renee Everheart. So happy to
finally meet you. Can we speak privately?”
Although her figure was slender and delicate, her aura was not weak at all. With such a strong
conviction in her voice, ordinary people would find it hard to refuse.
However, Jerome South was no ordinary people.
Ever since South Group terminated their contract with H Group, he had been like a huge piece of juicy
meat. Every day, there were countless people like Renee who would come to him, wanting to “talk”. He
hardly ever paid attention to any of them.
“Renee Everheart. I know you. The daughter of the Everheart family who has fallen on hard times and
the dignified daughter-in-law of the Hunt family…”
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Jerome looked Renee over from top to bottom with complicated eyes, then smirked. “Looks like my
good friend Stefan is really desperate. He’s even sending his wife to make me change my
mind. He’s ruthless.”
Renee thought that Jerome South must have misunderstood. She calmly explained, “Stefan
Hunt is Stefan Hunt, and Renee Everheart is Renee Everheart. I came here today on behalf of
Azure Group. I have nothing to do with H Group.”
“That means you’re the mysterious person that brat Liam has been pestering me to meet?”
Jerome raised his eyebrows slightly. He was showing a bit more interest in Renee now.
He vaguely remembered meeting this woman at a family party two years ago.
Back then, she was just a vase standing next to Stefan Hunt, pretty but useless. She was quiet,
dignified and obedient, but Stefan did not pay her much attention, so she did not leave much of an
impression on Jerome.
But now… she looked like a completely different person!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the distance, a golf cart drove over from the Four Seasons Golf Course.
Jerome told Renee, “I’m curious about you, but you’re late. I hate people who are late. You can go
home now.”
Renee expected this.
She knew that Jerome South was difficult to handle. Otherwise, Liam would have gotten the deal done
long ago and she would not have had to come personally.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting for a minute, Mr. South. To express my apology, please accept this
gift.”
Renee took out a brown paper bag from her handbag and handed it to Jerome South.
Everybody there looked on in disdain.
Who did she think Jerome South was? Plenty of people had given him all kinds of valuable gifts. There
was no way he would think much of… whatever that was.
Jerome South’s assistant immediately stopped Renee and said coldly, “I’m sorry, Mr. South never
accept gifts from others casually. Please be mindful of your actions.”
But when Jerome South saw the words on the paper bag, his face abruptly changed. “That’s…”