conversation? <b>Give </b>each other a chance.
“Besides, Wallon Corporation is an establishedpany. In many ways, they’re still a trustworthy and solid long–term partner.
Hearing that, David had to admit it made sense
And to think even someone fr
from <b>Vanguard </b>Group came to persuade him–clearly, Walton Corporation had strong backing.
In that case, he might as well agree.
He had nothing to lose, and it’d count <b>as </b>doing <b>Vanguard </b>a favor.
“Ainght then. Since it’s you, I’m willing to reopen discussions with them.”
Desmond nodded in satisfaction. “By the way, don’t tell Miss Walton who <b>helped </b>her. Just say you had a change of heart on your own. Understood?”
As he spoke, his gaze carried a subtle warning.
David didn’t quite <b>grasp </b>the meaning behind it, but he nodded anyway.
He’d already double–checked the work ID–it wasn’t fake.
From Desmond’s attitude, Da
David guessed that this must’ve been instructed by someone important in Vanguard.
Otherwise, <b>who </b>in Ravenshore would dare threaten him<b>? </b>
“Don’t worry, Mr. Watson. I came to this decision on my ow
ow You’re right, Walton Corporation is a solid choice, and I’m willing to give <b>it </b>another shot. ”
Hearing that, Desmond <b>gave </b>a polite nod. “Good. I trust you’ll handle the rest.”
With that, he stood and prepared to leave.
David thought about it for a long time, then told his assistant to re–add Aurora.
Doing things the way Vanguard suggested–maybe that really was the best of both worlds.
After making the decision, David’s mood significantly improved.
After all, Vanguard <b>had </b>just helped him solve a major headache.
Still, why wouldn’t they let him tell Aurora Walton was behind <b>it</b>?
He puzzled over that for quite a while, but no matter how he turned it over in his mind, he couldn’t figure it out.
In the end, he stopped fixating on it.
As long as he followed Vanguard’s advice, he trusted that their material supplier <b>wouldn’t </b>be at a <b>disadvantage</b>.
On that point, David had full confidence.
Meanwhile, Aurora remainedpletely in the dark.
She stared at the ceiling, her bright eyes blinking, now and then as she mentally reyed everything that had happened ly only to feel even more overwhelmed.
She <b>had </b><b>a </b>nagging feeling that something was off during her talk with David
He seemed to be hiding something and there was definitely some resentment in histone
But if she wanted answers, she’d have to dig them out herself.
Just then, her phone rang a
Annoyed, Aurora picked it up, only to see al
ge pop up: “Hello Miss Walton I’m the assistant to Mr. David Warren
g–loaded doll
That snapped her out of her daze instantly. She shot upright like spring–f
Wait, what?
<b>David’s </b>assistant?
Aurora quickly epted the contact request and typed back a message
“Thus is Aurora Walton, General Manager of Walton Corporation.