Julian Blaze pushed back the hair from his forehead and sighed somewhat helplessly, "It's up to you, I'm fine with anything."
Henry Ronan's intense gaze curled his thin lips as he decisively said, "Let's do it by the book. You can negotiate the specifics with my assistant."
Julian's eyes lit up, and he agreed cheerfully, "No problem. It was indeed my driver's carelessness this time. I'll treat you to a meal another day to make amends."
It turned out that the female driver was Henry's assistant.
Julian secretly pondered, thinking that after Henry left, he should have a good conversation with the pretty female assistant about life and ideals.
The fleeting glimpse earlier had left a deep impression on him.
He might as well ask if they had met somewhere before.
Julian had it all planned out in his mind, but unfortunately, things didn't go his way.
Soon, another business vehicle arrived unexpectedly.
