Cancelled Wedding

Ch. Called Off the Wedding 36 Called Off the Wedding 36

Chapter 36

The man didn’t make things difficult for her. He pulled out his phone, tapped on something, and held it out for her to scan.

Cynthia breathed an inward sigh of relief. After scanning the code, she asked politely. “How much is the coat?“)

She kept her eyes down, waiting for Dominic to name a price so she could enter the amount.

prompt instead.)

But when she glanced at her phone, she realized the screen wasn’t showing a payment page–it was a friend request p

Cynthia froze for a second, a flicker of confusion in her eyes, but she clicked “Add Friend” anyway. Maybe the price was too high for a simple scan–and–pay, she thought. Perhaps there were limits on the transaction, X

Across from her, Dominic’s elegant fingers tapped his own screen twice, accepting her request !!

Cynthia opened the transfer page and said quietly, “I’ll send you the payment right away.“10

Dominic slipped his phone back into his pocket, his tone cool and even. “I’m not sure what the coat costs. Once I get a quote from the seller, III let you know!

“Oh, okay” Cynthia replied, nodding.

Dominic shot her an inscrutable glance, then turned and walked inside with the miniature coat in hand.

Cynthia stood there, hesitating for a moment before mustering her courage and following him in. She reached into her bag and pulled

out the prepared VistaSphere Group files, setting them down on the coffee table in the living room.

“Mr. Holloway, these are VistaSphere Group’s financial reports from the past several years. I hope you’ll give this deal serious consideration.”

Dominic sat down on the sofa, one hand resting on his knee, his fingers long and defined.

He drummed his fingertips absentmindedly, the silent rhythm making Cynthia’s own heartbeat stumble in response

She stood quietly to one side, fighting to keep her nerves in check. Next to this man, she felt like a rookie on her first day.

The last time she’d been this anxious was when she and Benedict had gone out to pitch VistaSphere Group–back when the company was just getting off the ground and desperate for investment.

She couldn’t read a thing from Dominic’s expression. It left her uncertain how to move the conversation forward.

Not wanting to appear overly deferential, she watched him remain silent, then took the initiative to sit across from him. She straightened her back, hands clasped on her knees, and launched into her presentation, determined to show her sincerity and persuade him

She’d rehearsed her pitch on the way over, so even though Dominic didn’t show the slightest hint of interest, Cynthia pressed on, outlining VistaSphere Group’s recent progress

Her posture was impeccable, her voice steady as she analyzed–down to the decimal–exactly what VistaSphere Group could offer Holloway Enterprises.

Dominic watched her, taking in her earnestness, but didn’t interrupt.

When she paused for breath, he finally spoke, his tone light. “If VistaSphere Group ibas promising as you say, why are you selling your shares?”

Cynthia pressed her lips together and fell silent.

Dominic was in no rush; he waited patiently for her answer.

The real reason wasn’t so hard to explain, but somehow, sitting across from Dominic, the words stuck in her throat

After a moment, Cynthia bit her lip and blurted out an excuse. “To be honest? I’m tired of the grind. I’d rather just go home and let my sister take care of me for once is that so wrong?”

Dominic didn’t call her out on the obvious lie. He just lifted his gaze, reached for the folder she’d placed on the table, and began flipping through the contents.