Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 534

"Do we need a signature from the seller? Why?"

Roseanne couldn't help but question the staff member in front of her.

The response came, "The asset is substantial, and while you have a formal transfer agreement, regulations also necessitate a consent form signed by the seller themselves."

Roseanne's grip on the documents tightened.

Meaning, Murray's signature was required.

...

"Mr. Sherwood, good morning."

As Murray stepped out of the elevator, his assistant was waiting at the door, greeting him with a smile.

"9 AM, a meeting with investors to discuss potential funding into Quinlan's Quality Foods and considerations for a long-term investment; 10 AM, a meeting with Mr. Whittaker from FinFlex to discuss a partnership; 11 AM, a departmental review. In the afternoon, as per your earlier plan, you have a golf game scheduled with Mr. Sanford from SynthSys. That's the agenda for today."

The assistant reported the schedule while walking beside him, timing his speech perfectly to end just as Murray was entering his office.

Murray paused, "Cancel the investors meeting. And tell Whittaker I'm only sparing him half an hour. If his proposal is as insincere as last time, there's no point in further discussions."

"Got it."

Entering his office, Murray found his coffee already prepared on his desk.

Touching the cup, he found the temperature just right.

He took a sip as he moved towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

But after just one sip, he set the cup down, not touching it again.

Despite so much practice, it never tasted as good as when she made it...

Same coffee beans, same machine, even the same cup, yet the taste was different.

A year had passed, and Murray still couldn't get used to her absence.

The coffee wasn't right, the oatmeal wasn't right, the beef stew wasn't right, the living room setup wasn't right, the bedroom sheets weren't right...

Everything was off.

He couldn't help but chuckle bitterly at the thought.

"Knock knock—"

"Come in."

The assistant entered with breakfast, setting it down quietly before leaving.

Finally, he managed to get the whole sentence out.

"Ms. Cole? Who?" Murray momentarily couldn't place the name.

"Roseanne Ms. Cole!" The assistant was almost frantic.

When she was out of sight, he thought of her night and day; now that she was here, he seemed indifferent. How ironic...

But Murray was anything but indifferent; he simply couldn't believe it.

"You said what?!"

The assistant repeated, "Roseanne Ms. Cole is here, right outside. Should I invite her in?"

"Do you even need to ask?!" Murray finally realized he wasn't hallucinating.

Anne was here!

Even when they were dating, she rarely visited his office.

So, his excuses of working late always passed without question.

"Why haven't you invited her in yet?!"