Chapter 91



Bob was in a constant state of anxiety throughout the meeting, and every now and then he would glance at the boy sitting quietly.

His hair was neither long nor short. She looked like a boy, but her delicate features and fair skin made one think that she could also be a girl.

“… eighteen parcels will have the best prospects for development in New York in the future, but we simply cannot afford such a large project.” The project manager who had come with Bob looked at Justin with respect and asked, “Mr. Hunt, may I know if you are interested in working with us?”

Bob was quick to look away and looked at Justin.

He was leaning back in the chair the entire time as the project manager spoke, his whole being exuding an air of indifference. Although he didn’t say a word throughout, the project manager looked at him every time he finished a sentence.

g Ɐ lnσ ν𝓮 ℓs․com, your storytelling home Justin did nothing, but the entire negotiation was under his control.

His eyes were as deep and bottomless as a well, the beauty mark in the corner of his eye even added a mysterious aura, making it impossible for anyone to read his thoughts.

His slender fingers with defined joints tapped lightly on the black marble tabletop, making the hearts of others beat to the rhythm as well.

Bob was also a highly respected and influential man in New York, but in front of Justin, however, he dared not even breathe a little louder than usual.

As his imagination ran wild, Justin slowly said, “No, I’m not interested.”

Bob and the project manager’s eyes suddenly widened and they looked at each other in disbelief.

Thanks to their real estate investments, the Hunts had surpassed the Smiths to solidify their position as America’s number one family. Over the years, the Hunt Corporation had also expanded its network and had successfully acquired a large amount of land.

In the last two years, very little land had been offered for sale in New York. It was not at all easy to get such a large piece of land.

Bob had gone through a lot of contacts before he managed to buy the land. Even when the funds needed had exceeded what he could bring in himself, what he had thought was for others to join him rather than give up the parcel.

In his opinion, Justin shouldn’t turn down such a good deal.

Bob stood up. “Mr. Hunt, this piece of land is really something that only comes up once in a blue moon, are you sure you don’t want to consider it any further?”

Justin stood up, his tall, lean figure making even the whole office look a little cramped. He straightened his suit and said, “Show the guests out, Sean.”

Bob wanted to say something else even as Justin said that, but when his gaze met Justin’s expressionless countenance, he unconsciously shut his mouth.

Even after Sean saw them leave the office, Bob still couldn’t recover.

Why had the Hunts suddenly changed their strategy?

Next to him, the Lowe’s project manager was chatting with Sean. He asked, “We’re old friends, Sean. Can you give me any insight into why Mr. Hunt turned down the partnership offer?”

The reluctant Sean looked at him and said, “Mr. Hunt is in a bad mood today.”

“…”

Even the project manager couldn’t help but keep quiet.

Just because he was in a bad mood, he had turned down a huge project worth a few tens of billions of dollars. Mr. Hunt really depended on his mood!

Nevertheless, tumultuous ripples were stirring in Bob’s heart. He asked timidly, “Is it because of your son?”

Had Mr. Hunt heard about what had happened in the garden?

Was that why he had refused his offer?

As he wondered, Sean nodded. “Yes.”

Bob, “!”

He wanted to ask more, but Sean refused to reveal any more.

Bob and the project manager didn’t dare bother him further either. They could only ask Sean to relay their message to Mr. Hunt and ask him to reconsider carefully before going downstairs.

On the top floor, inside the office.

As they left and the door closed, Justin walked over to Pete and stood in front of his desk.

Pete raised his head and looked at him.

Father and son stared at each other for a long moment before Justin finally asked, “Are you going to get a haircut or not?”

Pete answered simply and succinctly, “No.”

Justin, “…”

His son’s hair already reached almost below his ears. If he kept letting it grow, he might even braid it soon!

If it had been earlier, he would have undoubtedly restrained his son and forced him to cut his hair. But now… The family doctor had said that his personality changes were a sign of mental illness.

He shouldn’t force him to do things he didn’t want to do right now.

Justin suppressed his anger and asked as calmly as he could, “What do I have to do to make you cut it off?”

Pete lowered his head and went back to his task. He replied, “You’re a man, Dad, why are you staring at my hair? If you’re so free, why don’t you think about how to woo Mom instead?”

He needed to switch places with his sister from time to time. If she cut her hair too short, wouldn’t they be exposed? He wanted to let Cherry grow her hair out, so even if the grown hair was awkward, he would just grin and bear it until they were recognized.

Justin, “…”

Wasn’t that the only reason he’d become such a nagging father: the unpredictable changes in his behavior!

Besides…

Justin frowned and said seriously, “You’ve got it backwards, Pete. Your mom is the one courting me. I’m in the midst of considering whether she’s qualified to become Mrs. Hunt.”

Pete, “…”

He looked at his father, who had always been very strong, powerful, self-assured and in control of everything. However, his unfounded confidence at this instant left him speechless.

If Mom really made a move on him, he would definitely be very easy to woo and would fall in love with her the moment he did.

Gosh. Men were so contrary.

Someone knocked on the door at that moment.

Sean walked in and said, “Mr. Hunt, the Golden Sun International Kindergarten has sent you an invitation to their 50th anniversary celebration. May I know if you want me to decline the invitation?”

Sol de Oro International Kindergarten was founded overseas.

Its founder had a very high IQ, so the New York branch had gathered almost all the children of wealthy families.

The Hunts’ children never attended kindergarten, yet they wisely took the initiative to invite them every year and even offered them some places.

They also didn’t leave them out on celebratory occasions like this one.

Justin had never participated in previous years, but this year?

He thought back to the time when Nora made up the excuse that it had been he who had given her the letter of recommendation for her daughter’s admission to the garden. In an uncharacteristic move, Justin suddenly said smugly, “I’ll go if nothing is scheduled that day.”

Sean said, “You have a video conference in the morning that day, boss.”

“Then cancel the meeting.”

Sean, “???”

At Sol de Oro International Kindergarten.

It was time for dance lessons again. Miss Lynn kept sighing as she sent Cherry to the dance studio. She said, “I don’t know whether I’m right or wrong to bring you here either. But since your mother has managed to ask Miss Turner to speak up for you, no matter how strict Mrs. Lowe is with you, don’t give up, okay?”

“Don’t worry, Miss Lynn! Cherry won’t cry, yes!”

Cherry’s tender young voice made Miss Lynn’s heart melt. She kept looking back as she walked out of the dance studio as if it was her own daughter she was seeing off.

Whitney stared at Cherry. When she thought about how she had fled the scene earlier that day, she said coldly, “You have no foundation for dancing, Cheryl Smith. Go off to the side and do your stretches and practice your splits. You can only join in practice when you’re done.”

Cherry didn’t refute Whitney this time because what she was saying made sense.

She approached the wall in silence.

A triumphant smile formed on Whitney’s face as she watched her from behind.

At that moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.

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