VICTOR
Getting into my car, I tried Diana’s number again and to my greatest relief, she answered. “What the f**k Diana!” I snapped, roaring the engine to life. “Are you trying to elevate my blood pressure?”
She chuckled as if I cracked a joke. “I was in a meeting with someone willing to invest in my florist business.” She informed me cheerfully. “we went through a lot of proposals and believe me, I am excited to carry on with it. It is a good thing that we finally agreed to work with me.”
And that was because Seth told him to. “You are not working with him.” I deadpanned. “how much is he investing? I will give you double.”
She fell silent for a moment. “I am not taking your money, Victor,” she responded calmly, “and I am working with him until you give me a valid reason not to.”
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