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His eyes widened dramatically and he gasped with equal measure then he slapped his palm on his forehead, "Shit! How could I have forgotten about that? I really am a fool. I had better start to watch my actions around you now."

I couldn't hold back my laugh. I chuckled, "You're such a bad actor. Even a two year old will be able to tell that you're not afraid at all."

He smirked, "You know that because I want you to. You wou never be able to tell if I'm acting. I'm that good at it," his chin slightly tipped up and I rolled my

eyes.

Then his lips stretched in a genuine smile and all traces of playfulness were gone from his eyes. "Come on, I hold thirty six percent of the shares of GT Group. Now add that to another five percent in my mother's name. Make the calculation and I'm still the largest shareholder. No matter what you or anyone does, I will always emerge the winner in the end," he explained arrogantly.

I rolled my eyes, "You're too confident. You should watch your back, somehow, the tables can turn anytime."

With a conceited grin, he folded his arms across the expanse of his chest and arched a perfectly shaped brow, "How?"

I stared back at him blankly. Then I shrugged, "Just somehow. Anything can happen."

"Nothing can happen. I will always own the highest numbers of shares."

"Arg!" I groaned aloud and rolled my eyes. He's just so full of himself. I pushed. the signed contract towards him.

He chuckled at my irritation then he picked up the documents and looked through them. He smiled down at the papers then he looked up at me, "Give me your phone."

I drew back with a frown. "Are you ordering me? Just because you."

"Okay, Sydney," he interrupted me, still smiling. His gaze softened, "Please, can I have your phone?"

"Why?" I asked defensively and instinctively reached for my phone that had previously been lying on the desk. "What do you want with my phone?"NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

He sighed exasperatedly and before I knew what was happening, he easily plucked my phone from my hand. I hadn't even seen that coming.

"Give it back," I reached for it but he pulled it away.

"Relax," he said. I glared at him as he operated the phone. He glanced m ray occasionally with a smile. A few seconds later, he turned the screen to face me. "You have a long blacklists."

The screen showed his contact on my phone. He had just removed it from the contacts I blacklisted. "You could have just told me."

"And you could have just refused to do it. He chuckled to himself like he had just cracked some private joke. "By the way, never blacklist your investor, that's

a little business tip I'll teach you." He said proudly.

I rolled my eyes and looked at him with resignation. "You really are a boring man," I muttered and then I snatched my phone from him.

He chuckled and said, "Don't worry. You're going to be too busy to identify a boring man from now on. I'll be calling you often to check on our investment's progress."

I snorted without saying anything. I stood up and grabbed my bag. "I hope it will be nice doing business with you," I stretched out my hand for a handshake.

He regarded my hand for a while then he took it in a firm grasp. What I didn't expect was for him to bring my hand to his mouth and place a kiss on the back. of my hand. He then held my gaze, "Trust me, you will enjoy doing business. with me."

I scrunched up my face as I snatched my hand from his hold. Without a word, I turned and made my way to the door.

I could feel his eyes on my back as I walked to the door. Just as the door was at few inches from closing shut, his voice rang out; he sounded amused. "I'll be waiting for your call, Sydney."