Chapter 417

Chapter 417 Need a Spark Matteo sneered, “Do you know how many people have paid a price to make the Wade family suffer a little loss? How can you turn a blind eye to their suffering?”

He stood up and glanced coldly at Robyn. “Let me tell you, I have already allied with the Gage Group. We will destroy the Wade Group. I don’t want anyone to stab me in the back, not my mother. I did not settle scores with you about what happened in Ocala. Stop meddling in my business.

Otherwise, I’m not sure what I will do.”

“Is this a threat?” Robyn found it hard to swallow the food in her ***.

“It’s a threat and a warning,” Matteo said.

He left the house without looking back. Robyn opened her ****wide in disbelief as she watched him leave.

She sighed and looked at Harold with grievance, “This is your son. You turn a blind eye even if he talks to me like that.”

Harold looked at her seriously in disapproval. “Matteo is right. The Wade family is scheming. You should cut ties with him. I know what you are thinking. Get rid of the thoughts.”

“Even you are ***me!” Robyn was full of grievances.

“This is not ****. It is advice. Matteo has worked hard. You can’t stab a knife in his back.” Harold was in a heavy mood.

Harold seemed to have thought of something. He said to Robyn, “Throw away the invitation.”

“That is for the Nelson family. Robyn was in confusion.

“Freya is not available. Didn’t she give you the invitation? Tear it up. Leave everything to Matteo.” Harold stared at Robyn.

Robyn swallowed hard, knowing that she could not refuse.

After leaving the house, Matteo didn’t go home. Instead, he saw a person.

That person was waiting at the entrance of the Easton Group for a long time.

“What’s the hurry?” Usually, he and Manuel would make an appointment before they met.

Manuel got straight to the point. “I want to go to Irene’s birthday party with Aisy.”

“I can’t tell her what to do. But I assume she would turn you down,” Matteo said warily.

Judging from Ainsley’s attitude towards Manuel, Matteo didn’t think she would agree.

“You have to help me.”

Matteo frowned. “Why should I? Do you think that I will help you get back with Ainsley now that we are business partners? Stop your daydreaming. I agreed to collaborate with you only to fight against the Wade Group.”

Manuel shook his head and said seriously, “Mr. Easton, don’t you understand? She is about to go crazy. We just need a spark to ignite the fire.”

“What do you mean?” Matteo narrowed his eyes as he came around to his point eventually.

“I can ask Aisy for you, but I can’t interfere with her choice.”

“Thank you.” Manuel breathed a sigh of relief. Since Matteo was willing to help, Manuel believed he was halfway toward success.

When Matteo returned home, Ainsley was still awake.

“Matteo, why are you so late?” Ainsley took out the soup for Matteo.

“I went back to my parent’s house. Did Jillian make it?” Matteo grabbed the bowl and took a sip.

“Well, why did you go back there?” Ainsley smiled.

“I have important things to discuss with my parents. It has been dealt with. Don’t worry.” Matteo patted Ainsley’s arm.

Matteo thought hard about how he should tell Manuel’s request to Ainsley. But he still could not come up with a reasonable excuse.

As he responded to Ainsley absent-mindedly, she noticed that something was wrong with Matteo. “Matteo, do you want to say something to me?”

Matteo was surprised by her sensitivity, but he still chose to tell the truth. “Aisy, in a few days, Irene will be celebrating her twenty-five-year-old birthday. The Wade family made so much fanfare and even booked the Fog Isle Hotel. Many people have been invited, including the Easton family.

But you are the only one on the list.”

Ainsley had heard about it.

She asked in confusion, “Matteo, you want me to go there?”

Matteo said in a deep voice, “I want you to go with Manuel.”

“Manuel?” Ainsley frowned. Matteo didn’t like her coming into contact with Manuel. Why was it different this time?

“Irene is about to lose her mind. She just needs a spark.” Matteo didn’t hide it from her.

A spark?

A smile appeared on Ainsley’s face. She instantly knew Matteo’s intentions and agreed to the suggestion. “Sure. I will go with Manuel.”

Ainsley would do anything that would make Irene unhappy.

Ainsley would even approach Manuel, who she had always distanced herself from.

The next day, at Baldry Group.

In the conference room, Cason waited with a gloomy face. Today, he was going to sign a contract with a partner, a rare opportunity that he gained with great difficulty. It took more than half a month of discussion before the date was decided yesterday.

Cason even canceled all his appointments just to sign the contract today.

In his hand was the contract. The project team took a full week to complete the contract.

The event was delayed for half an hour. The assistant walked in dejectedly. “Mr. Baldry, we’ve already called several times, but no one picked it up. Even their public relations didn’t respond.”

Cason’s face was ashen as he shook his head. “No need to call them,”

Since no one answered for such a long time, it meant that they had intercepted the calls.

Going back to the office, Cason thought the deal was over.

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Chapter 416 Love’s Change of Heart Chapter 872 Sure enough. Two hours later, the partner called them back and said that they had signed a contract with another company that offered a price one point higher than Cason did.

The assistant hesitated, not sure if he should tell Cason the latest news.

“Just say it.”

“Mr. Baldry, they signed a contract with the Wade family. This is a trap. The assistant complained in a low voice.

*Alright. Off you go.” Cason rubbed his head.

Anyone with a brain could tell this was the Wade family’s revenge.

Cason thought that the counterattack would not come so quickly and timely. It came at the time when he was about to sign the contract.

Outside the Baldry Group was a sports car. A rich woman walked into the building with a thermal container.

She was well-groomed. Her dress accentuated her curves. “Madam, good morning,” the receptionist greeted her.

“I just happened to have time, so I dropped by to see Cason,” Kaliyah said gently.

The receptionist looked around before whispering, “You came at the right time. We just lost a big deal. The chairman is upset.”

Kaliyah asked in an undertone, “How come?”