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Her Exit 501`

    Rachel and Cecilia returned to their seats. Rachel cleared her throat, sat upright, and assumed a serious, businesslike demeanor as she spoke to Tyler.


    “Mr. Hunt, you mentioned you came to discuss a potential partnership. May I ask which project you’re


    interested in?”


    Tyler raised his brows slightly, a faint smirk ying at the corners of his lips. His slender fingers tapped gently against the table.


    “Oh? You actually thought I came here to talk business?”


    Rachel tilted her head. “If not to talk business, Mr. Hunt, then what? Do you want to take a nap and have me tell you a ghost story on the spot?”


    Tyler leaned back in his chair like a man with all the time and money in the world. “Aren’t you aware of


    yourpany’s current situation? You’re not even qualified to coborate with us.”


    Rachel nced at Cecilia and gave her a subtle signal. Cecilia quickly pulled out a folder and handed it to


    Rachel, who then slid it across the table to Tyler.


    “Mr. Hunt, perhaps you can take a look at my proposal first, then decide if it’s worth your time.”


    Tyler didn’t even bother sitting up. He hooked a finger under the folder’s edge and flipped it open for a


    nce.


    Cecilia was starting <i>to </i>sweat. She thought Rachel was being far too bold. This project was one Rachel had personally worked on before. It was niche and maybe even ahead of its time.


    At present, there were noparable projects in the domestic market. If the market couldn’t be developed properly, the investment could go up in smoke.


    Investment projects weren’t child’s y.


    Cecilia held her breath watching Rachely it out so abruptly in front of Tyler,


    Meanwhile, a group of employees near the conference room door had already been watching the scene


    unfold.


    “Ms. Rachel seriously overestimates herself. With ourpany’s weight, does she really think we’re good enough to work with the biggestpany in Yurelia City?”


    “Exactly. She’s putting on a show. Some people just like to act rich even when there’s barely a hundred bucks in their pocket.”


    “Acting is one thing, but if she crashes and burnster, it’ll be ugly.”


    “If the guy she’s pitching to were some fat cat or a sleazy bald executive, maybe she’d have a chance. Bute on, this is Mr. Hunt! He’s not just anyone.”


    “Right. Mr. Hunt is infamous for being impossible to please. Unless you’ve really got skills, even sending a pretty face won’t move him.”


    “Just watch. She’s going to humiliate herself so badly. I almost can’t bear <i>to </i>look.”


    Tyler hadn’t even finished reading yet, and already his brows were furrowed. His fingertips, which rested


    on the table, began to tap rhythmically.


    The sound made Cecilia more and more anxious. Rachel, on the other hand, remained calm as ever.


    After a few moments, Tyler tossed the folder onto the table with a loud thud. The cover hit the surface


    hard and made a shrill sound.


    Rachel’s clear, determined eyes didn’t budge. Her gaze locked on Tyler with unwavering confidence. The


    overhead lights cast shadows from hershes onto her poised face.


    Tyler pursed his lips as if considering something important.


    “Ms. Rachel, you just took over thepany, and you’re already ying this big?”


    Rachel narrowed her eyes slightly. If one looked closer, they would see the ambition burning deep in her


    eyes.


    “Mr. Hunt, I won’t deny that the project is niche, but the potential is huge. If it really takes off, both your


    It was like giving bothpanies an insurance policy.
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