Love Is Fair by Kerri
Chapter 63

Chapter 063 Only Talk About Benefits, Not About Feelings Ava was pondering on Chris's words, "There are ten-year-old children waiting to be supported." As soon as she heard the word "reconciliation", she couldn't help but open her eyes. Reconcile? Could it be that the person sitting in the car was sister Hailey's ex-boyfriend? Hailey frowned slightly, "Why so noisy." Chris hurriedly restrained himself and put his hands together in front of himself, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited." Seeing that the situation was not good, Ava stepped forward and said, "Sister, 1 won't disturb your work. Let Senior Marsh send me to Newman Jewelry, so I

can get used to it in advance." "Okay." Hailey said lightly, "If you don't understand, you can ask him. When you get there, be humble, talk less, and do more things." Ava nodded obediently, "I know, sister." Then her little hand pulled Chris's sleeve, and Chris looked back at her nervous appearance, secretly laughing: As his own junior, she knew how to protect him.

Owen stayed in Matthew's long-term rental suite in The Nomad. He didn't know if he had stayed in the car all night and didn't sleep well, his head was buzzing, and it was as lively as a dance hall. Hailey's words kept ringing in his ears. He couldn't forget the look on her face when she spoke and her eyes. She said she no longer loved him. A wry smile appeared on Owen's lips. Anyone who had been treated coldly by him for three years would be disheartened, no matter how ardently she loved him. Not to mention the proud First Young Lady of the Newmans. It was conceivable that she had bet all her self- esteem when he filed for divorce from her, and she stood in front of him and asked him with tears in her eyes, "Can you stay?". It was a pity that, at that time, he was blind. He only had Eliza in his eyes with no other women. Knowing that he was cruel, he still decided that it was better

sooner than later and cruelly broke their marriage. But now, he wanted to go back on it. And the woman who had been silently waiting behind him and sincerely treated him was no longer willing to wait for him. It was his own fault. Who else could be blamed?

At 4:00 in the afternoon, Owen came to Crystaldale Company again. With the Jessons leamed from Abby's diamisgal, the ladies at the front desk strictly

adhered to professional ethics this time and no longer opened any back doors for Owen's handsome face. The appearance was surely important, but what was more important was that their works could not be lost!

Before Owen and Jose could speak, the ladies at the front desk put on serious

faces, "I'm sorry, sir, you can't go up without an appointment. This is not in line with our company's regulations." Jose came up to chat and politely said that they had an appointment this time, but the ladies at the front desk were all cautious because of the past and couldn't let them go up. Seeing that he was about to have his third failure, Owen sighed and was about to call Hailey when the elevator to the president's office suddenly opened, and Chris walked out. He walked straight toward Owen and said politely, "Mr. Moore, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Miss Newman is waiting for you in the office. Please come with me." Then, under the shocked and astonished eyes of the ladies at the front desk, Owen followed Chris up the straight ladder. Jose raised his head high and was finally relieved. Hailey treated her ex-husband differently than she treated her business partner.

The elevator went up to the seventeenth floor. When Owen walked out with Chris, the staff of the president's office stood up one after another and greeted him respectfully and politely, "Good afternoon, Mr. Moore." It was not that Owen had never seen such a courtesy before or even found it strange, but it was really not easy to receive such courtesy here from Hailey. Owen laughed self-deprecatingly. It was really flattering. Chris walked ahead and knocked on the door, "Miss Newman, Mr. Moore is here." Hailey was still working in front of the computer. Hearing this, she raised her head and saw a tall, straight man in a black suit with a neat tie and meticulous solemnity and rigor. This should be the first time she had met him on a formal occasion. She felt very fresh. For Owen, why not?

"Mr. Moore, please take a seat." She pushed up the chair and stood up, waving her hand lightly. Hailey was still in the orange suit she wore when she met him

this morning, and she didn't dress up for him, but her aura was a little different from this morning. This should be the second time that Owen had stepped into her office. But he didn't even look at her office carefully the last time they broke I up. The style of the office did not match her previous style. It was neither warm nor cool but an antique, even old-fashioned tone, which was quite similar to his office style. After a brief glance, Owen's eyes were attracted by a painting of calligraphy. It was a painting of landscape figures with a poem inscribed beside it. "Listen not

to the rain beating against the trees. Why don't you slowly walk and chant at ease? Better than saddled horse I like sandals and cane. I would fain. Spend a straw-cloaked life in mist and rain. It was Su shi's "Calming the Waves".

Both the picture quality and the ink were amazing. He stared at it for a long time and couldn't help but say, "This calligraphy and painting..." Hailey said lightly, "It's fake." Owen glanced back at her, "I know. It's just that the

technique of forgery is superb. Who is the master who made this painting?" "Mr. Moore can take it if he likes it." Hailey poured the tea indifferently. Owen's eyes lit up, slightly surprised, "Give it to me?" Hailey raised her eyes slightly, “Bring those four porcelain plates. Let's exchange them." Sure enough, she wasn't that generous. Owen smiled helplessly, "I didn't know that you also have research on antiques before I saw it at the auction. You are an expert." But she was still timid in front of him. Hailey hurt internally when she thought of this, feeling sorry for the four porcelain plates he had taken away. The two of them changed the topic and began to talk about the project of the racecourse. Hailey showed Owen some photos taken at the racecourse with Matthew last

time and shared some of her thoughts. Owen already knew about it before he came and made some additions to Hailey's thoughts.

At first, Hailey was afraid that he would deliberately cater to her ideas in order to cooperate with her on this project. Unexpectedly, he did have his own uniqueness, and many of the things she didn't tell Matthew came out of Owen's mouth, which seemed to coincide. Since they wanted to cooperate, they must

show their sincerity. Owen said frankly about the benefits that the Mazedew Group could bring if it joined this project. "We have done a project of children's park before, including the infrastructure. We have it all ready-made. Once the contract is signed, it will be completed

soon." Hailey listened quietly, took a sip of tea, and after he finished speaking, she nodded lightly and said slowly, "I see Mr. Moore's sincerity, and I'm very satisfied. Now you can mention your request." Owen's eyes narrowed slightly. She remained calm from beginning to end. He thought she was being careless, but in fact, she was just waiting. Talking smart to smart people, and it didn't

need to beat around the bush.

Owen said bluntly, "I hope the hotel project of the racecourse can be handed

over to us." Hailey raised his lips and smiled, "The hot spring hotel is the brand line that Mr. Moore has been trying his best to build in recent years, but because of the huge investment and slow results, it has not been recognized by the board of directors, and it's so hard now. You chose the project of the racecourse, holding the fewest shares but contracting a small half of the investment. The reason why you lowered your worth is not to please me but to realize your own brand plan, right?" She was so outspoken and made Owen

embarrassed when she declared his ambitions and intentions like this.

He looked calm, neither humble nor arrogant, "Miss Newman, I'm also a person with a clear distinction between business and private and will not try to please anyone with projects in the business field. Everyone cooperates for mutual benefit and win-win results. What do you think?" He added, "Although the brand of Moore's hot spring hotel has not been fully developed, Miss Newman should know the public praise. I believe that its injection is beneficial to the overall positioning of the racecourse." Hailey smiled lightly, "Mr. Moore misunderstood. If you really try to please me, it will make me feel burdened. This is the best way. I believe that the hot spring hotel will become a well-known high-end hotel brand." She gave the printed contract to Owen and handed the pen, "I wish Mr. Moore's dream come true, and we have a happy cooperation." Owen looked at the business smile on her face, and his heart was shocked.