Chapter 749
“Well, actually Michael began, pursing his lips and feigning composure. “It’s not like we’re disagreeing, you know p>
“Right, right,” the other masters chimed in, nodding in unison. “Besides, it’s not our call to make anyway p>
Juniper blinked, her gaze instinctively shifting away.
“Juniper still has school, so we need to head back to Eclara City this afternoon. I’ll send a trusted associate to handle the transfer of assets,” Shanley said with a calm, confident smile. “Also, my parents are worried sick about her. If I don’t bring her back soon, I might not get to keep my legs p>
It seemed the Schwartz family was quite fond of Specter too. But then again, who wouldn’t be? She was beautiful and well-behaved. That old man was lucky!
“And what’s your take on this?” Michael asked, looking at Juniper, his judgment unclouded by the immense wealth on the table. “Is the score between us settled p>
“Huh?” Juniper looked up, a completely blank expression on her face. “What about me p>
The five masters were speechless. Fine. For the sake of thirty billion and half of Sigma Network, they would swallow their pride.
“Alright, then,” Michael sighed in resignation. “We’ll arrange a plane for your departure p>
“Thank you.” Shanley stood up and walked over to Juniper, naturally taking her hand. “If Subterra Vanguard needs anything, don’t hesitate to call me p>
“Really?” Robert’s eyes instantly lit up, but his excitement deflated the moment he met Juniper’s gaze. “Thirty billion plus half of Sigma Network should be enough for now p>
As for the rest… he’d hash that out once Shanley married into their fold.
By evening, the private jet had landed at Eclara City International Airport.
“Ms. Payne, Boss, the car is ready,” Felton said respectfully.
“Let’s go to the family estate first.” Shanley draped his trench coat over Juniper’s shoulders while glancing at the dozens of missed calls and countless text messages on his phone. He frowned. “If we don’t get back soon, they’re going to tear Eclara City apart p>
Half an hour later, the sports car pulled up to the gates of the Schwartz family
manor.
Shanley held onto the car door,
easing himself out of the vehicle
more slowly than usual. Despite his
strong constitution, the near-fatal
injury to his heart, the surgery without anesthesia, and several hours on a plane had taken their toll. His complexion was palé?
“Boss, are you alright?” Flint asked, his voice laced with concern.
“I’m fine,” Shanley waved it off, his hand gently resting on the small of the girl’s back. “My grandmother heard you were coming back,” he said softly, “and she had the kitchen prepare your favorite desserts p>
“You wait here for me.” Juniper’s gaze fell on his chest, her brows knitting together
as she spoke awkwardly. “I can go in by myself p>
It was just a matter of letting them know she was safe. She had no idea how furious his grandmother and his mother were, and it would be best if things didn’t get physical.
“Worried about me?” Shanley looked down, his palm gently touching the top of Juniper’s head, a rich smile in his eyes.
“You find this amusing?” Juniper glared at him, puffing her cheeks in annoyance. “Don’t make me kick you p>
“Alright, alright.” Afraid of genuinely angering her, Shanley pulled her closer, his smile effortlessly charming. “It’s just another beating. Let’s go p>
“Absolutely not,” Juniper retorted immediately, her tone sharp with anxiety. Shanley raised an eyebrow. She was clearly worried about him.
“Another injury like that could be life-threatening,” Juniper muttered as she walked toward the house. “We haven’t settled the whole money and base transfer thing yet. You can’t die on me now p>
Shanley’s smile froze on his face. She was truly one of a kind. And she was his.