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Chapter 165
Chapter 165
It was a signed Share Transfer Agrement
Gwendolyn flipped through the document, 30% of the shares were to be completely transferred to Howard. The signature line already bare Warren’s name. All that remained was for Howard to sign his name in the blank space to make it effective.
She pursed her lips and looked up at Women
Warren spoke with 3 deep voice, “Back at the hospital entrance, you said when your fingers healed, you’d come to negotiate terms with me. After much thought, the best I could offer was this 30% stake.”
Gwendolyn dropped her gaze, her left hand tightly clutching the agreement.
“You guessed right that’s what I want.” She was determined to secure this for Howard.
She hadn’t expected Warren to see through her so clearly.
Warren’s eyes fell on her fingers, praising, “Dr. White’s skills truly lives up to its reputation.”
Gwendolyn had been badly injured before, both hands wrapped in bandages, but now her left hand was almost fully recovered.
“My right hand suffered compound fractures, but my left was never as badly injured Gwendolyn stated flatly.
Dr. White had worked to improve circulation and reduce swelling, relieving the pain. Her left hand was still unsteady with a needle, and her right was unable to grip properly.
Warren’s chronic condition would have to wait until her right hand was fully healed before she could treat it. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
I’m pleased you’re willing to agree, consider the agreement an advance on your fee.”
Gwendolyn tucked the agreement into her bag.
She then approached him, “I can take your pulse now and start you on some medications to ease the daily discomfort.”
“Excellent!” Warren extended his hand, his eyes brimming with moisture.
Gwendolyn rested her left hand upon his wrist, her concentration palpable as she took his pulse, her demeanor carrying a hint of Enoch’s resolve.
“Could you jot down the prescription?” she reminded him.
Warren hastily grabbed paper and pen, listening to her list each remedy, recording them meticulously.
Once Gwendolyn confirmed he had everything written down, she said, “If there’s nothing else, Пl be on my way.”
“Wait. Please tell Howard to give me a chance to make amends. I was too hard on him in the past…
“You should tell him that yourself.”
With those words, Gwendolyn turned and left the room.
Zack and Jameson waited anxiously in the hallway for her.
“Gwendolyn, how did it go?”
“It’s fine, just added a bit of poison to the mix”
Jameson paled. “How could Bainbridge do such a thing! Warren must be so heartbroken, I…”
He hesitated, visibly tom
*Then stay here, rll take a cab home” Gwendolyn offered considerately.
Zack interjected, “No way, I’ll have the driver take you.” Even he had switched to be more respectful.
Gwendolyn shook her head, politely declining the offer, “Il manage on my own, you’ve got your hands full.”
With such turmoil at the manor, it would be chaotic for a while.
She didn’t wish to add to the commotion.
“Take care on your way home, Gwendolyn,” Jameson said awkwardly. “Thank you for today.”
“It’s fine, we’re all family here. No need for that talk.” replied Gwendolyn.
She had come for the sake of Howard.
They had been kind to her and she was returning the favor
Gwendolyn strolled out of Chadwick Manor, the streetlights casting a dim glow, the night adorned with a sparse constellation of stars
As she approached the gate, she saw a car with its hazard lights flashing, the window halfway down revealing an exceptionally noble
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and pale face.
His eyes, clear under the moonlight, outlined the contours of his hair
“Mr. Chadwick.” Gwendolyn called out softly, her heart sweetening with the sound.
“Get in.”
“Sure!”
She opened the passenger door and slid into the seat
“Mr. Chadwick, what brings you here?” Gwendolyn asked cheerfully, her spirits high.