Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 772

"Miss Lexantra, Yintern Group is a well-known company and I really admire your work. It's an honor to have you here." Melvin was quick to react, letting go of Belle's hands and bowing slightly, an honest and sincere expression on his face.

His expression put Belle at ease.

"Master Cohen, I'm here today on behalf of our company to celebrate your birthday, and to extend a sincere invitation for you to join Yintern Group." Belle knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he continued going on like this, she might not have a chance to show him her capabilities. Not wanting to let the opportunity pass her by, she immediately revealed the real reason for her visit.

"Oh, so that's the reason for your visit." Melvin's expression changed to one of surprise. "I'm really sorry. I wasn't aware that you had such an idea."

Belle narrowed her eyes as she sized him up, trying to figure out how sincere he was being.

Melvin looked quite serious, which was a rare occurrence. It was as if he was a completely different person from before.

Purely based on his reaction, he really did seem like a dedicated designer.

Belle had wanted to leave, but for the sake of the company's interests, she decided to stay put. She simply nodded her head and said, "Yes, Master Cohen, our company does have an interest in you."

"Well," Melvin's expression became even more serious. "Yintern Group is a good company indeed. All of you have shown your sincerity by coming all the way here to extend your invitation in person, and that makes me very delighted. Why don't we have a chat and discuss the details? What do you think?"

"This..." Belle hesitated a little.

She had high hopes for today's meeting. Now that there was such an opportunity, she should try her best to seize it.

"Miss Lexantra, we'll just be talking about work. There shouldn't be anything to worry about!" Melvin laughed out loud, seeming to have read her mind.

Belle felt a little embarrassed under his steady gaze and could only nod her head. With a slight smile, she said politely, "Okay, if you insist, Master Cohen. I've brought some of the designs that we have so far. It would be a pleasure to show them to you so that you can come to a decision."

"Of course." Melvin nodded his head in agreement. "In that case, why don't we go over to that quiet corner and have our discussion there?"

Melvin pointed to a corner and led the way, walking with his back tall and straight.

Belle couldn't quite fathom Master Cohen's quirky character, nor did she know the degree of his sincerity. She hesitated for a while, then decided that she didn't want to miss such an opportunity. She had no choice but to follow him.

"Come, Miss Lexantra, please have a seat." Belle followed Melvin through a passage, past a small door, and ended up at a secluded area. It was actually a small bar, meticulously designed by Melvin himself. It had a small, tranquil garden outside, and the air was crisp and fresh.

Melvin bent down to dust off the bar stool, then gestured for her to take a seat.

"Thank you." Belle didn't intend to stay for long. She sat down gracefully and immediately handed the designs to Melvin with both hands.

He looked at her with a smile as he said this, his eyes rAl Diarting with sincerity.

Belle realized what he means. It seemed that he wouldn't sign the contract if she didn't drink the cocktail.

If Melvin agreed to join them, it would definitely benefit the car exhibition. It also meant that she could leave this strict company soon. This was a golden opportunity.

After all, it was just a cocktail. Although her alcohol tolerance was low, out of politeness, she had no choice but to clink glasses with Melvin.

"Here's to a pleasant cooperation." Melvin smiled and said in a soft voice.

"I look forward to working with you," Belle said. She proceeded to lift the glass to her lips and gulped down the cocktail.

Melvin's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but laugh. "Miss Lexantra, I love your enthusiasm, but this cocktail isn't meant to be drunk like that."

Belle finished her drink and placed the glass on the table. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said loftily, "Master Cohen, I'm certain that Yintern Group can afford to hire you. I'm also confident that I can come up with a design that will suit your tastes. If you're willing to work with us, then let's get down to it and sign the contract now. If you don't want to, then I apologize for taking up your time. I guess we don't have to look at your work later either. You can just pretend that I wasn't here."

The alcohol was burning in her stomach. She felt her tongue begin to twist and her head started to spin. Her body became weak and she started to go limp.