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    Elyse smiled, a hint of anticipation in her gaze. “Has Mr. Spencer been informed of my arrival?”


    “Yes, he sent me specifically to escort you,” Felix replied.


    The assistant subtly tugged at Elyse’s sleeve, gazing up at her with admiration.


    Elyse’s smile widened even more.


    Wesley had actually dispatched his assistant to greet her!


    Clearly, she had misinterpreted the situation yesterday. Wesley had no interest in Elena whatsoever.


    She had been correct from the start—Wesley would certainly not dismiss her proposal.


    With her radiant smile, Elyse proceeded with Felix to Wesley’s office.


    Felix gently tapped on the door. “Sir, Miss Harper is here.”


    A deep voice from within called out, “Come in.”


    Elyse ran her fingers through her hair, automatically tidying herself up before walking in.


    Today, she had put a lot of thought into selecting her outfit.


    With a poised smile, she announced, “Mr. Spencer, I’vee to finalize the contract.”


    Wesley nced up from his documents, his face hardening into a stern expression. “What brings you here?”


    Felix, surprised, asked, “Sir, weren’t you expecting Miss Harper?”


    Wesley gave Felix a sharp look, causing him to stiffen.


    Wesley’s voice was cold. “Leave now, Elyse. I am waiting for Elena, not you.”


    Wesley’s icy, prating gaze sent a shiver cascading down Elyse’s spine.


    The assistant who had apanied Elyse, trembling with fear, ducked behind her and whispered, “Aren’t you familiar with Mr. Spencer? Why does he seem so intimidating, and why did he say he was waiting for Elena?”


    Elyse took a brief pause, her hands involuntarily forming fists. Determined, she had risen early that morning with the intent to meet Wesley before Elena.


    Her proposal for the Spencer Group had been far morepelling than Elena’s, and she had assumed that Wesley would endorse the contract with her.


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    After all, Wesley hadmitted to coborating with Leopardex, and he could honor his promise by signing the agreement with her since she was the representative of Leopardex.


    Unexpectedly, however, Wesley offered her no respect whatsoever.


    Stung by rejection and humiliation, Elyse forced a gracious smile and said, “It seems I misunderstood. Mr. Spencer actually wants to see Elena. In that case, let’s bring Elena over right away.”


    She kept a serious expression, pretending it was truly a misunderstanding, rather than her n to steal Elena’s credit.


    With an even voice, Elyse instructed her assistant, “Kristy, please call the office and ask Elena toe here to sign the contract.”


    Kristy Cortez, who had been filled with excitement just moments before, was now confused by the unexpected change.


    Wasn’t Wesley Elyse’s childhood friend? Why would he want to meet Elena instead of Elyse?


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