Chapter 566
Anathea frowned and shot Gregory a look. Just as she was about to shake off his hand, Macon walked over.
“That last shot was impressive, Ms. Jacobson,” he said with a war smile.
“It was just luck,” Anathea replied modestly. “I still have a lot to learn. I hope you’ll be patient with me, Mr. Presgrave.”
“They say luck is a kind of strength too,” Dayanna added, stepping forward with a knowing smile. “And at our company, we value partners who bring both skill and good fortune.”
Anathea blinked, feeling slightly surprised. “Does that mean…”
“We’ve already decided to work with you on this project,” Macon said decisively. “We’re counting on you to bring us more surprises.”
“You have my word,” Anathea said with a smile. “We’ll make sure you never regret choosing us.
“Here’s to working well together,” Macon said, holding out his hand for a shake.
Anathea instinctively reached out, but Gregory clasped her hand first. Without missing a beat, he shook Macon’s hand and said, “If any issues come up during the partnership, don’t hesitate to reach out. I’ll personally see to it that everything is resolved.”
Macon glanced at Gregory with a knowing smile. “Mr. Sinclair, are you backing Ms. Jacobson?”
Gregory only smiled silently.
Dayanna noticed their intertwined hands and teased Anathea with a smirk, “Ms. Jacobson, looks like you’re winning at both business and romance. It’s truly enviable!”
Anathea gave a tight smile, attempting to pull her hand back, but Gregory’s grip only tightened.
On the sidelines, Shirley watched as the deal was finalized and slammed her tennis racket hard onto the ground. “Damn it!” she
cursed.
Why was she always one step behind Anathea?
“Calm down,” Frederick said. “If the Presgraves see you like this, we’ll lose any chance of future cooperation with them. It’s just one project. There’s no need to overreact.”
Shirley shot him an angry look. “One project? That’s easy for you to say! Don’t you get it? If we don’t deliver results soon, Grandpa won’t let us off the hook!”
She had already lost when her engagement plans with Dominic fell through. If she came back empty–handed again, where would that leave her, the proud daughter of the Watson family?
Frederick sighed at her stubbornness but gave in. “So, what do you want to do now?”
Shirley said nothing at first but then glanced at Gregory beside Anathea. Suddenly, she turned to Frederick with urgency in her eyes. “Fred, help me find someone.”
“Who?” Frederick felt a cold knot in his stomach.
“Natalie Whitman,” Shirley replied, smiling darkly.
After the match ended, Anathea headed to the locker room to change out of her tennis clothes.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Gregory trailing behind her. She stopped. “Are you planning to follow me like some annoying puppy?”
“I’m just here to change clothes,” Gregory replied casually, stepping closer. Then, he leaned in and whispered, “Did you have
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something else in mind?”
Anathea shoved him away and looked the other way. “You’re the one with dirty thoughts.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking? And why do you always assume I’m the one with the dirty mind?” Gregory shot back. “Or maybe you were the one thinking something inappropriate when you said that.”
Anathea was momentarily speechless and didn’t respond. She sat down on the sofa and said stiffly, “Aren’t you going to change? What are you waiting for?”
Gregory picked up his clothes and noticed she’d already turned her back to the bathroom, sitting upright with an air of righteousness. He raised an eyebrow. “When did you get so proper”
“I’m not like you, Mr. Sinclair. I don’t have a habit of watching people get changed,” Anathea replied with a faint scoff.
Gregory didn’t answer. He walked into the bathroom, and soon after, the sound of the shower echoed softly through the room.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
