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Chapter 342 Before long, Spencer discovered that Clark was secry meeting with a representative from the company Prospectus Technology intended to partner with next month.
He quickly reported, “Mr. Sumner, Mr. Clark is meeting with Mr. Maddock at Pineer for lunch today." Damon's gaze turned icy. "Book a table." "Understood," Spencer replied.
At noon....
When Clark arrived at Pineer, he ran into Damon, and his expression. shifted slightly.
"Uncle Damon, what are you doing here?" he asked.
Damon raised an eyebrow and replied with a faint smile, "What's the matter? Just because you're here, does that mean I can't be?" Clark's gaze hardened slightly, but he managed a smile. “It's just unexpected to run into you while having lunch." "Quite a coincidence," Damon said, playing along.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey walked into the restaurant together.
As Clark watched Damon head toward Room 8, which he had reserved, his expression darkened. Just as Damon was about to reach the door, Clark stepped in front of him.
"Uncle Damon, what's the meaning of this?" he asked.
Noting the flicker of unease in Clark's eyes, Damon remained Chapter 342 indifferent. "What's the problem?" Clark gnashed his teeth. "I have a meeting with a client. It's not ide for you to follow me. If you want to join mer lunch, we can reschedule." "Are you overthinking this? I don't plan to have lunch with you," Damon clarified.
"Then why are you heading toward the room I reserved?" Clark questioned.
His suspicion and wariness were evident, clearly not believing Damon's words.
"Is Room 9 your reservation?" Damon asked.
Clark was taken aback and instinctively shook his head. "No... Y-You reserved Room 9?" "Otherwise? Are you hiding something you shouldn't?" Damon's cold penetrating gaze made Clark uncomfortable, prompting him to touch his nose subconsciously.
"No, I just overthink things since my reserved room is next to yours. Please don't take it the wrong way," Clark explained.
Damon didn't look at him again and walked past him into Room 9.
Clark breathed a sigh of relief but couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
What a coincidence! He was meeting Peter Maddock there, and Damon happened to be dining in the next room. Whether it was a coincidence or Damon's intention, Clark was determined to secure the deal with Peter today.
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He called Michael and said quietly, "Uncle Damon is in Room 9-right in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnow. Keep a close watch and letEn.
know when he leaves.” After hanging up, Clark entered Room 8 and spent an hour discussing matters with Peter.
By the end of their meeting, he still hadn't heard from Michael about Damon leaving, and his anxiety grew.
After all, the deal might fall through if he encountered Damon while escorting Peter out.
Despite his anxiety, he maintained a calm facade and continued discussing the partnership with Peter.
Peter was about to leave, but Clark kept talking, so Peter patiently continued the discussion for a while longer.
After about ten more minutes, Peter finally spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, I have a flight at 4:00 p.m. Xt's getting late, so let's wrap up for today. My secretary will follow up on the details of the partnership." "What about signing the contract..." Clark began.
"I'm heading to Meristate for a business trip today, so there won't be tto sign the contract. Please make Pleasen any necessary charges and send the revised contract to my secretary's email. If everything looks good, I'll sign it online. I really need to go now. Otherwise, I'll miss my flight," Peter said.