Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 290

Chapter 290 A Particular Habit

Looking at the number on his mobile screen, Shawn made a scowl and hesitated for a while before accepting the call.

“Hello, am I speaking to Mr. Ford, Mr. Shawn Ford?”

“And you are?”

“I am with a venture capital firm. Our CEO read your proposal yesterday and believes your company can take up a potential project with us. He wants to have a talk with you and wonders if you have the time.”

Shawn was surprised as he had given up on the investment when Han came into the picture. What was going on now?

It was unexpected that Han would initiate contact with him to talk business.

Did Han have other things in mind?

Shawn’s gaze wandered to Leah. If there was one thing Han could not give up in Linkville, it must be her.

Getting no response from Shawn, the person on the other end of the line urged, “Are you not interested in the project, Mr. Ford?"

No one could resist turning down a multi-billion-dollar investment. It should be the case with Shawn as he was a businessman.

“Of course not. I’m available whenever wherever,” Shawn soon replied. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Alright. I’ll e-mail you the time and place later.”

Shawn ended the call and took a lingering glance at Leah. “I hope you can give some thought to what I said last night.”

Her downcast eyes and long lashes revealed nothing of her emotions.

After breakfast, Shawn drove to the community in Lakeside Villa One.

The black Mercedes Benz drove past the serene compound and pulled up in front of the last villa.

A porter ran to open the door for Shawn. “Mr. Ford, the boss is waiting for you in the study.”

Shawn was then led to the second floor of the villa.

He opened the door to the study and found Han standing behind the desk. Carrying himself with indifference, Han ran his eyes at the door in disdain before putting on a front.

Han bore a smile and pointed at the seat in front of him, gesturing to Shawn to sit down and talk.

The regret started to sink into Shawn. Instead of going soft, he should have finished Han off two years

ago so that the latter had no chance to fight back.

“Funny how you managed to come back stronger.”

Crankiness gradually took over Han’s dark eyes. He could never forget the hurt Shawn caused him two years ago.

Han was back and baying for blood this time.

Shawn curled his lips, hiding the murderous intent behind his eyes with a smile. “Come to think of it, you should thank me. You wouldn’t have known Anna if it weren’t for me. She’s the princess of Fetriybia.”

Anna came from privilege. Although Fetriybia was not ruled by a monarchy, the country was rich in crude oil. As Anna’s fiancé, Han would have total control over Fetriybia’s crude oil industry. He was in a way better position than running Howard Group in Linkville.

Han’s eyes grew cold as he unhurriedly toyed with the jewelry piece in his hand. “I should thank you.”

While he talked about appreciation, there was no gratitude in his tone whatsoever.

Shawn narrowed his eyes, unable to see through the man.

Did Han intend to let him in on the project?

Shawn could not keep his guard down for one second.

The grimacing expression on Han’s face fleeted too quickly to catch. “I’ll decide how I will thank you.”

His time in Linkville was limited.

Shawn lifted his gaze and caught the lethal hint in Han’s eyes. Shawn’s heart dropped. Not once had Shawn believed that Han would really be grateful to him.

Suppressing the restlessness within, Shawn kept up an unperturbed appearance. “I will be waiting then, Mr. Howard.”

Han faintly uttered, “Of course, I will also take back what’s mine.”

Two years ago, Han was so blind to give up Howard Group, the company his parents fought so hard to protect, for that woman.

His words ignited the rage in Shawn.

Shawn thought Han was back to steal Leah away, and there was no way he would allow Leah to abandon him.

With his chair screeching against the floor, Shawn jolted up and made a wry face. “That’s a bold claim. Try me.”

Although Shawn could not take down an entire nation like Fetriybia, he was not one to be messed with.

Shawn lowered his gaze, and when he picked his head up again, his eyes reflected shrewdness. He got up and drew close to Han with a smile. “I’ve been sharing a bed with Leah for the last two years,

and her daughter calls me daddy. Do you think you have what it takes to win? What’s yours is yours, but you can’t take away what isn’t yours.”

While Han appeared unfazed, his dark eyes revealed an eerie chill.

The last of his feelings for Leah was gone two years ago. Nevertheless, Shawn’s provoking statement got the best of Han. Han’s hands under the table clenched into fists.

Han fixated on Shawn for a long time before parting his lips. “You have a habit of taking my sloppy seconds.”

There were no readable emotions on Han’s face.

Shawn was taken aback, but after the shock subsided, he chuckled.

Han saw Leah as sloppy seconds. To think Leah only had eyes for Han in the last two years. Leah committed herself to the wrong guy.

Although Shawn felt bad for Leah, he would not clear the air for Leah.

Amid the tension in the room, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Anna, dressed in a white dress, stood at the door with a serving tray in hand. “Can I come in?”

She could not shake her worry away since Shawn had been here for a while now. She made up an excuse and came upstairs.

Despite knowing that Ethan did not like to be interrupted while working, Anna could not help herself.

Han softened his facial muscles. “Sure.”

Anna moved a teacup from the tray onto the table in front of Shawn. “I wasn’t sure what you would like, so I made you tea.”

Shawn expressed his thanks softly and observed Anna.

Han sure was lucky. First, he had Molly, and now, Anna. Each was better off than the last.

“Alright then. I should leave you to your business.”

Anna put down the food on the table before excusing herself.

Rising to his feet, Han held her wrist and pulled her into his arms. “We’re done talking.”

With a callous look, Han looked down upon Shawn. “Mr. Ford, I’m sure you can show yourself out.”

Shawn scoffed and took off from the villa.

He walked past the compound and got into his car to leave when a voice came from the back.

“Hang on, Mr. Ford.”

A blond woman with blue eyes ran out of the villa.

Shawn looked confused. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

The woman stuffed Anna’s business card in Shawn’s hand. “Her Highness is keen to ask you out for coffee. This is Her Highness’ business card.”

“Interesting.”

Perking a brow, Shawn handed his business card over to the woman too.