Chapter 1085


    Henry, upon hearing what Fiore had to say about the coffee, took his cup and took a sip as well.


    "It tastes good indeed."


    Fiore darted him a nce and turned away with a sneer, knowing that Henry had echoed her


    sentiment without knowing what she had meant when she said what she had said.


    "Mr.Johnston, are you interested in the coboration that I had just proposed?" Fiore asked, steering


    the conversation back to the topic.


    "It seems to be an excellent project on paper, but it''ll take three years for us to get any meaningful


    returns, which I think is a long wait," Henry replied.


    Although he was not as savvy as Jared when ites to business, he was still able to call the shots


    thanks to his vast amounts of experience in the industry.


    "That is expected of a project of such scale and quality," she said, attempting to persuade Henry so


    that she could work with Jared.


    "Breaking even in a matter of three years isn''t slow by any measure.To get ourselves the highest


    amount of returns, we must hedge our bets on these quality projects.Minor projects may offer quick


    returns, but the tradeoff is, the yields will be low, which ultimately, results in a waste of time and


    resources.For us, time is money, and I believe that our precious time should be spent investing in high-


    yield projects."


    "Thank you, Miss Fisher, for considering us for such an excellent project idea.But this is a hundred


    billion dor project, so you must give me some time to think about it."иσν???вσσк.￠σмHenry replied,


    neither epting nor declining the offer, as he wished to keep the option.


    "Okay, then I shall excuse myself and await your good news." Fiore said, not wanting to stay for


    another minute, as she had made herself clear.


    "Allow me to send you off."


    "It is alright."


    Fiore declined, and left the office by herself.


    Back in the establishment, the duo had already yed two games.


    Both Nicole and Carl had each won a set, and now on the third, Nicole had pocketed every ball except


    for two, while Carl had scored none.


    Seeing that Nicole was going to win again, he said, "Hey, take it easy on me this time."


    Nicole pocketed another ball with a thud.


    Then, she looked up at the scoreboard and saw that Carl had missed every shot he had attempted.


    Nicole looked yfully at Carl.


    "All right," she said, and intentionally misced her shot, giving Carl a chance to score.


    Carl took his cue to the pool table and eyed the billiards, murmuring, "I''m going to be humiliated if I


    don''t pocket this in a single try."


    Unfortunately for him, Nicole had overheard what he had said.


    "Do you really need to maintain your pride in front of me?"N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    "Hearing you say that really saddens me.I''m aman, and I can''t allow myself to be embarrassed any


    further, alright?"


    Carl gave Nicole a sideways nce, and proceeded to take aim.


    "Well, alright."


    Carl''s cue ball struck the billiard, and it entered the pocket with a thud.But as he was cheering and


    patting himself in the back, Nicole appeared indifferent.


    ''What is there to be happy about when you have just scored once?'' Carl took aim at the ball that was


    slightly further away, struck the cue ball, and pocketed his second billiard before turning to Nicole.


    "See? That''s not even once anymore now, is it?"


    "Come on, where did thate from? Are you sure you''re not ovepensating for something?"


    Nicole looked at him and shook her head.


    Nicole''s scathing remark might have shattered his sense of satisfaction in himself, but it had also


    aroused his fighting spirit.He had to make a clean shot, so that she would notugh at him anymore.


    With his game face on, he proceeded tond a couple of shots in a row, leaving all but one billiard on


    the table.


    "I''m about to win, so be ready to eat your words and pay for the meal!" he eximed.


    "It is not over yet.We do not know who is going to win." Nicole said, remaining as calm and collected as


    ever.


    "Fine, consider this a graceful defeat on your part." Carl smiled.


    With the strike of a cue, heunched thest ball into the pocket.


    As of now, all that was left were the cue ball and Nicole''s eight-ball on the left side of the table.


    If he could pocket the ck billiard, he would be victor of the match.


    Nicole, who was hovering at the sidelines, did not panic even when she saw that Carl had pocked all of


    his balls, Instead, she took a sip of her drink.


    Carl then stopped ying, went up to Nicole, and said, "If you''re willing to throw in the towel, I will sit


    this one out and spare you the embarrassment."