NovelBook“Yeah, if things really go south for me, you'd better remember to takein when I'm out on the street.”
Max was still the sMax. Two-thirds of what he said was a joke, and you could never take him too seriously.
“Honestly, you camping out on a park bench sounds about right,” Alessia shot back, rolling her eyes.
Laughter echoed from the other end of the line-light, easy.
“Don’t worry. I've got a plan.”
Only then did Alessia feel a genuine sense of relief. She looked up, her gaze landing on the framed photo on her
desk, and for reasons she couldn't quite name, her mood soured.
“If you really do go bankrupt one day, | suppose | could let you crash at my place.”
She didn’t bother waiting for Max's response, simply hung up.
The dial tone droned on. Max, lips curled in a faint grin, didn’t seem bothered at all.
Lately, Tate Holdings had been a mess. These past couple days, he’d barely managed three hours of sleep in
total. He rubbed his brow and leaned back in his chair, feeling lighter after that call-the exhaustion momentarily
forgotten.
“Ungrateful brat. Guess she does have a conscience after all.”
He muttered as he looked at the darkened phone screen. But a second later, the
screen lit up again.
Max's smile faded. He straightened, voice and posture all business.
“Twelve o'clock tomorrow, lunch at The Gables. Don’t forget you're meeting the Winston family’s daughter.”
Scott's tone was cold, more business partner than father.
“I know.” Max's reply was flat, emotionless, as if he were speaking to a stranger.
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“You're aware of the state Tate Holdings is in. We need the Winston investment-there’s no room for mistakes. |
trust you know how to conduct yourself.”
“Understood.” Max didn’t bother to say more.
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Scott didn’t care about his attitude. As soon as he got confirmation, he hung up.
Max let out a cold laugh, tossed his phone onto the table, and didn’t give it another thought.
Still, the next day he showed up at the restaurant as instructed.
By the tSienna arrived, Max was already seated, staring absently out the window.
Even though she was half an hour late, Sienna didn’t show the slightest hint of guilt. With the Tate family on the
brink and her family’s investment the only lifeline, she knew she held all the cards. What did it matter if she
made him wait? He had no choice but to play along.
Composing herself, she strode over, her designer bag swinging from her arm. A waiter hurried to pull out her
chair, and Sienna sat down smoothly.
Hearing the commotion, Max turned his head, slow and unhurried.
He was impeccably dressed, his sharp features and effortless elegance exactly as she'd hoped. Of course, Sienna
had reviewed his background before agreeing to this meeting. With her pedigree, she had her pick of suitors, but
Max's family
name-and his looks-were hard to match.
No doubt about it: on paper, Max was exactly what she wanted.
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“And you are?”
Sienna let out a soft laugh, assuming he was playing hard to get.
“Sienna.” She announced her nwith her chin tilted up, every inch the confident
heiress.
“Oh.” Max's response was so nonchalant it made Sienna’s smile falter.
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