Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 136

Arthur turned away, his expression somber.

"Arthur, if I can't see Sylvia tomorrow, I'll personally extend the invitation. You can't object to that," Wendy declared firmly.

He lowered his head and quickened his pace.

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The night enveloped the earth in a mysterious veil, and within the confines of the Gucci company's office, Sylvia remained engrossed in her work.

Just departing from the laboratory, the production of the new product line was slated to commence the next day, but the financial dilemma loomed large.

Frowning, she felt the onset of a headache.

Earlier in the day, during discussions with the finance manager, Andrew Logan, they had meticulously calculated the expenses.

Despite their best efforts to factor in every detail and optimize costs, a minimum of twenty-five million euros remained an unavoidable necessity.

This amount represented a substantial sum for her.

When she suggested mortgaging the company, Andrew persistently shook his head.

A company in financial distress couldn't be mortgaged, and even if it were, the funds obtained wouldn't be sufficient or beneficial.

Ultimately, he put forth an alternative—financing, seeking a loan from a bank or financial institution.

In reality, it was merely a tentative strategy!

Nevertheless, Andrew was willing to explore it. After all, there was a market for her perfume, and the potential profits were apparent. Additionally, Gucci company had maintained a clean credit history.

She massaged her temples, lifted her water cup, and sipped from it, just as she caught the sound of footsteps in the corridor.

She assumed it was Ms. Bridgewater, Serene Bridgewater, at first and paid little attention.

However, as the footsteps approached, growing heavier and heading directly toward her office, she furrowed her brow and glanced up, surprised.

If she had been cautious before, it was because Gucci Company still had some dealings with him. However, now that she had severed ties, she had no inclination to play the subservient role in front of him any longer.

"You... you're incredibly impolite." Arthur's expression darkened.

This woman was increasingly audacious in his presence. Not only did she lack respect, but her demeanor was also exceptionally unfriendly. Nonetheless, he reminded himself that he was the one who invited her to care for their son.

Taking a deep breath, he restrained his anger.

"Fine, since you seem to have a liking for my son, and you want to be his therapist, I hereby give my approval." He spoke, trying to sound as if he were granting a favor.

Sylvia was taken aback, only to grasp the purpose of his visit, and couldn't help but chuckle.

So, he genuinely came to extend an invitation!

However, despite the clear intention to invite her, he still used a tone as if she had nothing to occupy her time, just waiting for him to come and attend to their son. This man indeed had his own set of rules and an inherently authoritative demeanor.

She lifted her head with a touch of pride, and with a sneer, she remarked, "Mr. Bridgewater, what significance does your approval hold? Whether or not I decide to care for your son depends on my mood."