Chapter 1028

Trying to divert the topic, Stella avoided his gaze.

“We’ve only made a verbal agreement with him.

The contract isn’t signed yet.

”

Matthew chuckled lightly.

“That’s business.

This is private time with my wife.

We should enjoy it.

”

Outside the hotel, Sprague approached a waiting black car.

He opened the back door and slid inside.

Facing the man resting inside with his eyes closed, Sprague greeted respectfully, “Benny.

”

Without opening his eyes, Benny responded in his usual hoarse voice, “How did things go today?”

Sprague’s brow furrowed as he uttered, “We’ve reached an initial agreement.

”

Recalling the banquet’s events, he fixed his gaze on the man with closed eyes and muttered, “But it appears that the gift you handed over to Waldo didn’t do the trick.

”

At those words, Benny’s eyes snapped open, instantly clouded with cruelty.

With narrowed eyes, clenched fists, he pounded the back seat, an aura of darkness and malevolence enveloping him.

“Waldo, you sly old fox.

Once I rid myself of Matthew, I’ll make sure you savor the agony.

”

Sensing Benny’s icy demeanor, Sprague lowered his head and inquired, “Benny, do you need any assistance after finalizing the contract with Prosperity Group? I’ll handle anything you need.

”

His eyes darkened as they settled on Benny’s injured leg.

Back when he had started his own venture, he had inadvertently offended someone.

Benny, being in the underworld at the time, had accidentally saved him, but not without one of his legs being broken.

It was a debt he had long been eager to repay.

A faint smile broke Benny’s gloomy facade.

“Just take care of your part.

When you negotiate with Matthew and discuss the share distribution, I’ll handle the rest myself.

”

The next morning, Stella awoke at nine o’clock to find Matthew absent from the room.

Stretching languidly, she glanced around the room, shrouded in heavy curtains blocking any hint of daylight.

After some contemplation, Stella sat up, tossed the quilt aside, and stood.

Once she freshened up, Stella stepped out of the room.

Matthew was already at the desk, poring over documents, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, exuding an air of sophistication.

He was a far cry from the man who had shared passionate moments with her the previous night.

Now he seemed burdened with a sense of remorse.