"Orion, are your fever brought down?â
Orion stood up, his clear eyes sparkling with a hint of mirth, âXan, did you call just to check on me?â
On the high-definition screen, Orionâs poised figure and slightly curled lips were clearly reflected. The executives were taken aback, staring at him in amazement.
That breezy demeanor, that tender, indulgent voice - was this the same chairman who was usually so cold and decisive?
âUh, whatâre you doing right now?â Xanthea dodged his question, trying to change the subject.
âNothing much,â Orion stepped out of the boardroom.
âNothing much?â
âWhoâs Chairman Lockwood talking to? He seems totally different from his usual self!â
âWhoâs this Xan, anyway? Managed to pull the Chairman out of such an important meeting.â
As soon as he left, the room buzzed with speculation.
Only Cedric, who knew the truth, raised an eyebrow. Besides Ms. Nightshade, no one else could pull the CEO out of such an important meeting with just a few words.
âOh, good to hear youâre fine. Actually, thereâs another thing. The film crew needs a horse ranch last minute, and our usual spot is booked. The director asked me to ask you if we could possibly use your private ranch in the northern areas of Crestwood?â
Xanthea revealed her true intention, and there was a brief silence on the line.
Xanthea thought to herself, âOh no, did I upset him after all that fake small talk?â
âDonât worry; we can pay rent. Itâs just that the budget is a bit tight.â
âHow much?â
â50 thousand,â after that, Xanthea quickly added, âand if you think thatâs not enough, we can negotiate!â
She was prepared to pay out of her own pocket if necessary. After all, this movie wasnât about making money.
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ï¤Chapter 1927 Orion responded, âItâs not about the money. Gallop Glade Ranch has never been rented out before.â
Hearing the refusal in his calm voice, Xanthea still pushed for her filmâs schedule, âThen whatâs the issue? If you lend the ranch, we can meet any condition you set!â
âAny condition?â
Orionâs voice lifted slightly, though his tone remained emotionless.
Xanthea replied, âYes, anything you want!â
âI want you.â
âWhat?â
Xanthea was taken aback, not quite catching his words until he repeated slowly, âI want you to spend a night with me.â
Her eyes widened in shock, her pupils visibly trembling, âOrion! You jerk, despicable, shameless, pervert! How can you even say something like that?â
Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she started hurling abuse. But halfway through, she heard his voice laced with puzzlement, âJust like those previous nights, whatâs the matter?â
Xantheaâs rant stopped abruptly, and she felt mortified.
âW-Why didnât you just finish your words in one time?â
âDid you think I meant something else?â Orion's eyes twinkled mischievously, âYou got so angry; did you think I wanted to have sex?â
âTo have sex, my foot!â She cursed secretly, âTry me if you dare continue the sentence!â
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