“Mm, I agreed.” Amelia’s posture was lazy, not at all bothered by his question.
However, Carl subtly furrowed his brows. He wanted to invest, but she refused. Yet she accepted that anonymous Mr. Lee’s offer…
Carl seemed to smile slightly, bending closer to her. The coolness of his aura, mixed with a hint of medicinal fragrance, drifted into Amelia’s nostrils. As the weather turned cooler, his presence also felt colder. “Why didn’t you choose me?”
Amelia raised her eyes, confusion in her gaze, yet she offered a reasonable explanation. “Wilson Group is planning to invest in the pharmaceutical industry. After discussing it, everything seemed to align. The Cromwell family’s business is mostly overseas, and it’s not suitable for traditional medicine.”
Her explanation sounded flawless.
But
