Naomi looked at the information and suddenly felt a chill on her back. For some reason, she sneezed.

Emma got up in a hurry and asked her, "Did you catch a cold? I'll make some soup for you."

"There's no need!" Naomi shook her head and refused, "It's just that my nose was itchy. It's fine! Let's continue!"

The two of them busied themselves until the middle of the night, as they wanted everything to be perfect. Only after they were satisfied with the documents that they went to bed to rest.

The next day, they got up early in the morning to pack up and went to their office.

Their materials were placed on the highly polished conference table, and even the pens were neatly placed around the table.

"This is our first collaboration. We must make sure everything runs smoothly," Emma said.

"It will!" Naomi said with a smile.

As she said that, Naomi took the rag and wiped the table again.

Emma could not help but laugh when she saw how anxious Naomi was.

"You've wiped the table more than ten times since this morning!"

"Did I?" Naomi's face was filled with curiosity as she asked, "Why can't I remember that?"

"What do you still remember? I think you'd better tidy yourself up. It'll come off rude if your hair is in a mess when the client arrives!"

Naomi was shocked, she replied, "Really? Is it really messy? Then, I'll go and tidy up!"

After that, Naomi ran to the bathroom. After she took a few steps, she did not forget to turn back and remind Emma, "Call them. It's almost time. Ask them what time they will arrive. Well go downstairs to usher them up!"

"Okay!"

Emma took out her mobile phone and dialed their number with a smile.

However, the phone rang a few times without any response.

Emma looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. Could it be that something had happened?

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

She looked back to the direction of the bathroom, then she went downstairs worriedly to take a look.

At that time, the rush hour had passed, and the street was also quiet. There was not a figure to be seen at all.

Emma took a deep breath and went upstairs again. Naomi was done with her makeup and came out from the bathroom when Emma arrived at the door.

"What's the matter? Is the client here?"

Emma shook her head and said, "Not yet."

Naomi paused for a moment before asking, "Did you call them? What did they say?"

"I couldn't get through."

After that, Emma saw Naomi's eyes dimming.

Then, she hurriedly explained, "Maybe they are on their way, so let's wait!"

Naomi frowned and said, "I don't think so!"

It was rare that she was still able to be rational during such a moment. Truth be told, she had experienced such things countless times before.

"They obviously took a liking towards us yesterday. It's not a weekend today, therefore they shouldn't be late. I think something must have happened!" "What do you think happened?" Emma's voice trembled a little.

"Don't be afraid!" Naomi pressed Emma's shoulder and added, "I'll go and take a look. Wait for me here."

"Naomi..." Emma shouted, "They don't recognize you, so why don't I go?"

Naomi stopped. Emma was right. She had not gone to that company the previous day.

However, she did not feel at ease to let Emma go there by herself!

"Let's go together!"

After they went out, they went straight to that company.

The company operated as usual, and the lobby was packed with people. Emma found the receptionist from the day before.

"Sorry to trouble you, but I would like to meet Mr. Clarke."

When the receptionist saw her, the smile on her face froze.

Then, she immediately said with a fake smile, "Mr. Clarke went abroad on a business trip early this morning."

Emma was stunned as she said, "Mr. Clarke told us yesterday that he was going to sign a contract with us, though! We've been waiting for his arrival." "I'm sorry! Our company has always cooperated with big clients only. A small company like yours is not reputable. Maybe Mr. Clarke forgot about it last night! I advise you to leave quickly."

Naomi finally realized that someone must have interfered.

The main point was that the scene was too similar to the one she had encountered before. She had no other choice but to think that way.

She immediately blurted out, "Did someone give an order? Was it Culver Olsen?"

The receptionist was stunned, and then she lowered her eyes.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Emma still refused to give up and asked, "If Mr. Clarke isn't here, is there another person in charge that we can meet? We agreed to sign the contract yesterday. You see, we've already brought the contract

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over..."

Before her voice had died away, the receptionist had already turned to another client.

"Hello, may I help you?"

Emma frowned as she said, "Miss, I..."

"Forget it! Let's go back!" Naomi stretched out her hand and pulled Emma out.

Emma was unwilling to give up. She said, "We reached an agreement yesterday, though. Why are they rejecting us now? We worked so hard to come out with the proposal. Why are they looking down on us even when we did our best?"

Emma's eyes became red. It had been really hard on her these days!

Due to the fact that Naomi was bossed around by Culver, many matters in the company were handled by Emma herself. Initially, she had come here to prove herself. It had not been easy for them to see some light at the end of the tunnel, but suddenly everything was dark yet again.

Who could stand such a hit?

Naomi put her arm around Emma's shoulders, apologizing, "This has nothing to do with you. It's all my fault. It's obvious that this is Culver's doing!"

"His doing? Why would he do this?"

Not understanding the situation, Emma asked, "You've already done what he asked you! Why does he always need to make life difficult for us?" Naomi pursed her lips before replying, "He's a freak. How can normal people like us understand him? Let's go back now. I'll go look for him!"

Although Emma was unwilling to give up, when she heard that Naomi was going to look for

Culver, she grew worried once again.

"Forget it, forget it! If we can't make a deal this time, we'll get a better one the next time. You don't have to go and look for him. You can even forget about the deal you did with him! That person is not a good person. Since you don't want to go, then don't!"

Naomi shook her head as she said determinedly, "No, I must go. When I had no idea that he was the one behind that previous scheme, we would still be in a daze. However, now that I know that this is his doing, it's not like me if I don't beat him up!"

At the same time, in the Olsen Group.

As soon as Culver came out of the conference room, Aaron handed his mobile phone to him.

"Mr. Culver, Miss George has called you multiple times!"

Not even looking at his phone, Culver asked Aaron, "What's the schedule for the afternoon?"

Aaron quickly put Culver's phone away and replied, "You have an afternoon tea session with the Hyundae Company in the afternoon. There's also a charity banquet at night, which is held by Pioneer Company. They have invited you several times..." "Okay!" Culver nodded and said, "Go and make the

arrangements!"

Aaron was quite surprised. In the past, Culver had always hated to attend such banquets. He usually found excuses to refuse. Aaron thought that quite a bit of effort had to be put in to convince Culver. Aaron did not expect that Culver would agree just like that.

As he thought about it, Culver suddenly turned around.

He said, "Help me call my apartment and tell Loraine that I'm giving her a holiday today. Tell her to go home and come back again tomorrow."

Aaron nodded and went to execute his orders hurriedly.

Meanwhile, after Naomi tried to contact Culver, she failed to receive any response. Thus, she went to Culver's apartment and waited for him there. In the end, the door of the apartment was tightly shut.

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