I had no comment on that, as anything was possible at this point. I replied, "Well, I'm open to the idea."
In fact, both of us knew that this was just a formality.
After all, he was a speculator. My refusal had been blunt, and he knew that he would get nothing out of me. He didn't even bother to maintain his politeness on the surface, as he stood up and left.
Strangely, I was not angry. Instead, I smiled. This was probably what people meant when they said that no acquaintance is made without a fight. Even though Sean was just a representative of the GW Group, not the owner, I felt proud of myself for being able to refuse him more than once.
But after laughing, the hidden fear at the bottom of my heart came up.
I lowered my head and touched my lower abdomen, sinking into my train of thought.
At first, GW Group failed to partner with Roberts Group. Then, they started to plot against Irvin. They didn't want to return empty-handed. If they really set their eyes on Granger Group after all this, I would be their next target.
I didn't mind that. I owed Irvin, but my child was innocent. I couldn't let anything happen to the baby, and I hoped that the bodyguards Hendrix arranged were reliable. Recently, I did not step out of the house, and only had video conferences over the computer for work. That should prevent a lot of accidents. I should be fine.
At nine o'clock at night, the Granger Group's legal consultant came to me as arranged, and appeared at the door of my study.
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