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Chapter 1218:

“In fact, I hadn’t planned on signing the contract today,” Gerry continued. “After all, such a fortuitous occasion deserves a special day. However, due to various circumstances, I have decided to finalize the Roseair project contract tonight!” Gerry’s enthusiasm only heightened the tense atmosphere. “So now, my assistant, step forward and formally invite our one-in-a-million partner for the Roseair project, and let’s finalize the contract with your witness.”

The corner of Eileen’s mouth twitched when she heard those words. She had asked Gerry to display more arrogance and provoke the Deleon family, but the phrase “with your witness” seemed more suited to a wedding scene. She felt a bit resigned.

“What’s wrong, Mrs. Dawson?” Amoura adjusted her shawl with a hint of triumph. “You don’t look so happy.”

Eileen touched her ear absently, not even glancing at Amoura as she replied, “Bad moods can be contagious, better stay away from me, Mrs. Deleon.”

Amoura’s smile grew wider as she spotted Gerry’s assistant approaching. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m in an excellent mood. I hope I can pass my cheerfulness to you—”noveldrama

Just as Amoura was speaking, Gerry’s assistant reached her. Amoura raised her hand to place it on the assistant’s shoulder, but the assistant sidestepped and looked at her sternly before moving to Eileen. “Mrs. Dawson, this way, please.”

Eileen smiled. “Indeed, cheerfulness can be quite infectious. Thank you, Mrs. Deleon. Please excuse me.”

She then placed her hand gently on the assistant’s arm. Although this was a bit too much, Eileen had no choice. Amoura had been too irritating, and Eileen couldn’t help but feel compelled to fight back.

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“It seems Mr. Schultz is signing a contract with Mrs. Dawson.”

“What have you been thinking? There is nothing Mrs. Dawson can’t do.”

The crowd’s disdain for Amoura was palpable, almost drowning her out.

Amoura’s eyes locked onto Eileen, who stood beside Gerry on the stage. With a pen in her hand, Eileen met Amoura’s gaze with a sly smile and then signed her name. “Bring me some wine. I want to celebrate with everyone.”

Gerry ordered his assistant to fetch the wine after signing the contract.

Eileen accepted the glass and looked at the people off the stage. “Why should only the two of us celebrate? Let’s celebrate with everyone.”

“Alright. Congratulations, Mrs. Dawson and Mr. Schultz!” “Congratulations to you two for signing the contract!” The room buzzed with congratulatory cheers.

Despite her reluctance, Amoura had little choice but to hold a glass of wine and partake in the celebration.

Soon, Eileen slipped away before the party had fully wrapped up. Her phone, nestled in her bag, had been vibrating incessantly. Bryan had sent her a text ten minutes earlier, letting her know he was waiting at the restaurant. She hadn’t replied, and he had been calling her.

Eileen knew that if she didn’t step out soon, Bryan might burst through the doors any moment.

True to her expectations, as soon as she exited the elevator, she spotted Bryan near the entrance, a cigarette dangling from his lips. She quickened her pace, her dress swaying with every step, accentuating her figure.

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