Leanna Book 3

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Chapter 17: Phase 1

“Boss, we are almost at Mr. Jones estate.” Cedrick cleared his throat before glancing at the man sitting leisurely in the backseat.

Cain’s eyes were closed the whole ride.

He didn’t want to attend this pointless party. Now that his wife solved most of his problems, he didn’t need to meet the man inside.

“Boss, you already gave your word.” Cedrick, sensing his thoughts, quickly interjected.

His brows twitched and he forced his eyes to open.

“Russell, have him ready.”

Russell just grinned while Cedrick restrained to shook his head in disapproval.

When Cain arrived at the scene of the party, the hearts of every woman and even some men present couldn’t help but ripple.

Amidst the silent stares of the crowd, Cain strode in together with his bodyguard and secretary on both sides. He was dress in an elegant all-white tuxedo suit, his expression icy as he looked disinterest at the happenings around him.

Every step he took affected the hearts of those present. There were people like him in this world, just the mere presence caused the night to brighten and the moon to dim.

“Mr. Fay, we are honored by your attendance. Please come this way.” Hawthorn Jones instantly stood up to greet Cain Fay and guided him to a reserved table.

Although Hawthorn Jones was more than twice the age of Cain Fay, but like other older people facing the young man – they couldn’t help but lower themselves at the cold man’s dominance and imposing charisma.

Cain Fay’s entire being emanated an aura of authority enough to awe everyone present.

“Cedrick, the contract,” Cain said after he had taken his sit.

“Mr. Jones, if you’re alright with the contract, can we have you sign it?” Cedrick said, straight to the point as he extended a folder to Hawthorn Jones.

Hawthorn Jones eyebrows twitched. They already expected that this would happen. The elusive Fay’s hate crowded and noisy places the most, but he had to stall for time. He already agreed to cooperate with the Goldwood’s. What he would gain in return would be doubled than what he would earn in his transaction with the Fay’s.

“Mr. Fay, this is a rare occasion to have you here at my humble abode. Please take a second to enjoy the party.” Hawthorn Jones could only make this excuse.

“It had already been a second.” Cain motioned to stood up from his chair when the panicking old man stopped him.

“Mr. Fay, how about this, stay until dinner. It will only be minutes from now that the food will be serve. I promise, after dinner, we can discuss the contract.”

Cain’s face remained paralyze as he leisurely leaned on the chair.


Hawthorne Jones almost wiped his sweat off from relief.

“Thank you.”

Wait, why am I the one who is thanking him in my party. In my own house? Hawthorn Jones mumbled in his thoughts.

Hawthorn Jones was puzzled as to why the elusive Cain Fay would agree to his condition to come to his party to negotiate a deal.

Maybe this business deal is crucial to him?

No matter, he would use this chance to advertise himself to the media and his peers, at the same time, making the Goldwood’s owe him.

Sensing that Cain Fay didn’t need him anymore, Hawthorn Jones quietly retreated.

The first phase of the plan was executed. Now for phase two.

Hawthorn Jones couldn’t help his lips twitched upward as he could already taste the fruit of his labor after all this was finished.

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