Chapter 12
My Wife Is A Masquerade Master
Madison felt like she had been slapped hard, and she stood there stunned for a moment. She forced herself to hold back tears and pretended to distance herself from Neville, saying, âSorry, Mr. Preston, for interrupting your enjoymentâ
She had clearly heard about Alisonâs plans for an evening meeting with him. If not for her interference, they might have finalized the date.
Neville slowly withdrew his gaze and left without looking back.
Madison laughed selfâdeprecatingly. âNeville must have regretted trying to support me, wishing I was far away; she thought.
Alison stepped closer, asserting. âMiss Guzman, thereâs no need for this. Just admit your embarrassment and find something to cover up Madison, facing Alison, refused to show any weakness. She composed herself, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and calmly responded. âMiss Conner, donât speak so assuredly. You have no idea who can maintain a smile until the very endâ
Alison disdainfully chuckled. âMaybe youâre not aware of the cruelty of the business world. Itâs not like the pots the broom you hold.â
and pans or Madison smiled, her beautiful eyes gleaming with sharp coldness. âHow come you know that I donât understand the cruelty. of the business world?â
Alison treated Madisonâs demeanor as a big joke, thinking Madison was just clueless.
When Neville returned to the car, Bernard sensed that something was wrong. Nevilleâs strong aura made him breathless and afraid to speak.
Neville felt an inexplicable irritability. He took out a cigarette, placed it between his thin lips, and lit it.
The rapid inhale seemed to expel his frustration and annoyance.
He had excellent selfâcontrol and was never addicted to anything. However, he seemed to develop a subtle addiction to cigarettes.
The driver tentatively asked, âMr. Preston, should I drive?â
Neville remained silent, extinguishing the cigarette, and then sent a message to Ryan.
After a while, Ryanâs assistant approached Madison and said, âMiss Guzman, Mr. Blanton wants to see you.â
Madison was still organizing her things. Upon hearing that, she stood up immediately. She knew this was Loveilleâs only chance to turn things around. She thanked the assistant and followed him towards Ryanâs office.
Alison keenly sensed that something was wrong. She immediately blocked the assistantâs path.
âJarrett, didnât Fliwip already decide to partner with the Conner Group? Why the change of heart?â
âIâm sorry, Miss Conner. Iâm just passing on Mr. Blantonâs message,â Jarrett replied.
Madison entered Ryanâs office with Jarrett, leaving Alison blocked outside.
Alison clenched her fists, wishing she could tear Madison apart.
Although Ryan had heard of Madison, he hadnât seen her in person. And he was stunned by her beauty.
Madison had a beautiful face and a good figure. Despite her slightly cold demeanor, she couldnât conceal her stunning charm.
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No wonder someone as decisive as Neville would waver in matters of divorce Ryan thought. He raised an eyebrow and asked. âMiss Guzman, it seems youâre not satisfied with our decision?â
Madison assertively sand. âMr. Blanton, even a condemned prisoner is given a chance to plead. I have the right to know why Loveille was rejected by Fliwip.â
Ryan was slightly surprised. He didnât know Madison well, only hearing from Neville that she was very obedient. But she seemed different from the rumors.
Despite her gentle appearance, her eyes revealed a trace of toughness.
Suddenly. Ryan felt that Neville might have some misunderstandings about his wife.
âMiss Guzman. Loveille doesnât have a solid foundation. Sure, itâs got a name for itself in a niche market, but itâs been treading water for the past three years. Honestly, itâs not really partnership material.â
He repeated Nevilleâs words, showing a hint of enjoyment in watching the drama unfold.
Madison furrowed her brows. Ryanâs observations were indeed sharp, pinpointing Loveilleâs current shortcomings.
Her pursuit of what she deemed as happiness had led to neglecting her own business. Alongside Rossâs limited expertise in the fashion industry and her own focus on family matters, Loveille had hit a standstill.
In a fiercely competitive industry, remaining stagnant meant falling behind. If they failed to progress from where they were three years ago, they would inevitably be overtaken and eliminated by the market.
Madison desperately wanted to be herself, and she had to force herself to pick up the things she had neglected before.
She cleared her messy thoughts and calmly asked. âMr. Blanton, howâs your opinion about Loveille three years ago?â
Ryan leaned back and said. âImpressive. Your designer, Elianna, always brought a refreshing feeling.
But forgive me for being straightforward Elianna has had no new works for three years, and her initial design philosophy may not fit todayâs fashion trendsâ
Madisonâs eyes flashed with a determined light. Three years ago, Elianna could make Loveille famous.
Today, Elianna is still Loveilleâs ace. If you appreciated her style before, why not give her a chance and see her transformation?â
Seeing a hint of hesitation on Ryanâs face, Madison picked up Loveilleâs bid proposal and handed it to him.
She exuded such a commanding vibe that made others submit.
Ryan took the bid proposal and quickly glanced at it. He had to admit that Loveilleâs design philosophy matched Fliwipâs.
He glanced around and handed Madison the room card, saying, âMiss Guzman, I do appreciate your courage. However, I alone canât make the decision. How about this? If you can convince my partner, Iâll give Loveille another chance.
Though it appeared to be a flirtatious move, there was a sincere smile on Ryanâs face.
Madison, despite some hesitation, considered this Loveilleâs opportunity. She took the room card and said, âMr. Blanton, you better prepare the cooperation agreementâ
âLooks like you are determined to win. Arenât you afraid my friend might have ulterior motives towards you?â Ryan said.
Madison smiled. âHave you heard the story of the mantis trying to stop a chariot? I donât believe Fliwip needs to ruin its reputation just for me.â
Even though she was smiling, her words carried a determination.
Ryan suddenly sensed a certain similarity between herself and Neville, recognizing their shared fierce determination. It was said that birds of a feather flocked together.
After Madison left, Ryan sent a message to Neville. [Neville, I have a special surprise for you tonight.
Enjoy yourself.
Alison saw Madison calmly walking out and realized that something was wrong. Annoyed, she blocked Madisonâs path. asking, âWhat seductive tricks did you use to change Fliwipâs decision!â
Madison tilted her head and chuckled. âDo you think everyoneâs out there seducing men, just like you do?â
Seeing Madison about to leave, Alison angrily grabbed her wrist. âWait!â
In the struggle between the two, the room card fell to the ground.
Alison sneered suddenly. âMadison, I thought you had some sophisticated methods. So youâre just using your body to please men?â