Brayden was taken aback by Logan’s tough stance, unable to find a suitable response.
His eyes shifted uncertainly between Logan and Alessia.
Finally, he relented. ‘Fine, Mr Wilde. I’ll agree to twenty-five. When can we sign the contract?’
Logan looked up. ‘Whenever convenient for you.’
‘Tomorrow then,’ Brayden rushed to reply.
‘Sure,’ Logan responded flatly.
‘Since our business is concluded, can I have a word with Miss Jansen in private?’ Brayden asked.
Logan smiled slightly and said, ‘I’m fine with that. But it’s not my call to make.’
Then, he looked at Alessia.
Alessia frowned. ‘Sorry, Mr Scott, I’m busy. And I have nothing to say to you. Goodbye.’
‘Maybe some other time.’ With frustration evident on his face, Brayden left the office.
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