“I know you’re an expert in this field, and Blackwood Research Institute has opened doors for you that most people can only dream of. Any project you want in on, you just have to say the word. Honestly, you’re one of my most valuable connections.”
Danielle really was a standout among engineers.
A brilliant engineer can be everyone’s rival.
No matter the country.
A truly exceptional engineer is a nation’s secret weapon.
Especially someone like Danielle, whose potential seemed limitless.
Harold had bet on her from the start, choosing her at that fateful competition—and it paid off.
He had also been a benefactor to Ninesky, offering trust and support when the company was at its lowest.
“We’ve been working together for quite a while now,” Harold continued. “This time, I’d like us to join forces on a government contract. That would give us the best odds. I just spoke with Mr. Atwood; he’s onboard as well. What do you think?”
Ninesky Technologies and Vanguard Technologies had been collaborating for almost half a year now, and things had gone remarkably smoothly.
Not once had they butted heads.
Vanguard had given Ninesky full support at every turn.
No partnership had ever been this seamless.
Danielle frowned, remembering what Alexander had said.
He seemed to have foreseen this.
Still, it might just be a ploy—standard corporate maneuvering. As long as Danielle refused to collaborate, The Davidson Group would always have a shot.
Alexander knew perfectly well that Danielle wouldn’t team up with him, so now he’d do whatever he could to keep her from working with a bigger player—like Vanguard.
If Ninesky and Vanguard joined forces, it would put enormous pressure on the entire industry.
He turned to Danielle. “Ms. Crawford and I have worked together for some time now. If we can land this project together, it’s a win for both sides. Or do you think I’m moving too fast, Chief Engineer Davidson?”
His gaze shifted to Danielle again. “Ms. Crawford, our collaboration has been nothing but smooth. What’s your take on this?”
Harold was clearly eager to move things along.
He wanted Danielle’s verbal agreement then and there, knowing that once she said yes—even as a formality—it would be difficult to back out. Words, after all, have a way of turning into contracts behind closed doors.
Alexander’s eyes lingered on Danielle, an unreadable smile playing at his lips. His earlier words still echoed in her mind.
Danielle looked away, her expression calm and unhurried as she met Harold’s eyes. “The Davidson Group is a major player in this industry too. If this government project is truly worthwhile, why not bring all three of our companies together? I don’t see why we can’t make this work. What do you think, Mr. Chapman?”
Alexander and Harold—everyone knew they were rivals, never in the same room unless absolutely necessary.
By pulling Alexander into the mix, Danielle was forcing Harold’s hand. How would he respond now?
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