She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508

“Hi.” Bradley and David shook hands politely.

“Brad, take a seat. Want a drink?” Cameron asked.

“Cameron, can you show me the company’s startup documents?” Bradley said.

David was stunned.

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Cameron was also surprised by Bradley’s request. Seeing David’s confusion, she explained, “Mr. Tucker, my roommate’s a lawyer, If it’s no trouble, could you grab the files for him to check?”

“Right away, Mr. Wallace,” David said q

Cameron went to make Bradley coffee while David fetched the relevant documents.

Bradley examined each file closely. Finally, he picked up the contract naming Cameron as the company’s actual controller, read it three times, and only put it down once he was sure there were no issues. He took a slow sip of his coffee.

Looking at the files cluttering the table, Cameron asked, “Is everything good, Brad?”

She knew there were no problems. The contract he’d just read was written by her. How could it have flaws?

Bradley set down his cup, a small smile on his face. “Yeah, all clean.”

Cameron motioned for David to put the files away.

Bradley stood up. “I just remembered I have something urgent to deal with. I should get going.”

Stunned, Cameron stood too. “Suddenly?”

Bradley showed her his phone. “The firm’s been calling nonstop.” They knew he was back.

Cameron realized Brad was probably swamped. But he had insisted on reviewing all the files first, just to make sure she wasn’t getting ripped off.

For a moment, she was at a loss for words. Without meaning to, she’d racked up another favor with Bradley.

“Take care on your way out, Mr. Saunders,” David said as they parted. ‘Bradley clearly treats Mr. Wallace differently,‘ he thought.

Bradley gave a small nod. Cameron walked him down to the ground floor.

“Get back to work,” Bradley said.

“Thanks, Brad. Seriously,” Cameron said sincerely.

Since she got a second chance at life, Bradley had been the first person to show her kindness. Since then, she’d lost count of how many favors she owed

him.

Money was one thing–she could pay that back–but how did you repay someone for kindness? All she could do was keep saying thank you.

He chuckled, “I think you should be the poster child for ‘thank you!”

With that, he opened the car door, slid into the driver’s seat, and buckled his seatbelt.

“Drive carefully,” Cameron said, taking a step back.

He nodded. She watched the car pull away and let out a deep sigh.

Chapter 508

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