Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1822

Charmine would no doubt hate him to the core if she found out it was him that night from five years ago, what more with him knowing of this fact!

Anthony snapped out of it, and half the lust in his eyes dissipated.

He got off of her and fixed her messy hair as he affectionately spoke," Alright, I’ll stop messing around. You don’t like it during the day, so I won’t force you."

Charmine's eyes narrowed at this comment; it just felt off.

Anthony...stopped it just like that? This was not like him.

As Charmine was still bewildered, Anthony pulled her up to the side of the bed and hugged her. "My darling, have you thought of where you want to go for our honeymoon?"

Charmine frowned, still thinking about what just happened. She asked, Anthony, you just-" "What?" Anthony's thin lips curled into a small smirk. "Did you want to continue, dearest?" "Of course not!" Charmine reacted instinctively.

She was just curious.

Anthony looked at her gently. "It's still too rushed now."

With that said, he leaned in. "I want you to remember how romantic our first time together will be."

Charmine was speechless.

She gazed at Anthony intently, but just as she was about to say something...

The silence in the room broke with the sound of a phone ringing.

Anthony's body jolted, and just like last time, his 'business' was cut off. He was not pleased with this, and his elegant face turned dark.

Charmine snapped out of her trance and reached out to help Anthony button up his half-opened shirt. "Just go. Something urgent probably came up."

Anthony frowned. He thought of the deal with ILM, so he got out of bed and walked to get his phone.

It was a stranger’s number.

Anthony picked up. "Who's speaking?"

A gentle male voice was heard from the other end as he said, "President Bailey, I’m the Chief Executive Officer of the Ministry of Economics in Burlington. I have a proposal to discuss with you."

Chief Executive Officer of the Ministry of Economics? This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Anthony frowned, and his face became stoic. "Speak." "According to the data, the number of Burlington’s plastic surgery outpatients is zero point three percent. The amount spent is as high as thirteen point seven billion, while the consumers buying skin products from other countries is ninety percent. The total amount spent is as high as fifty- six billion. Fredrick D'Cruz from Kansas planned on opening a branch of his hospital in Burlington. He’d license us his skincare line. If we can keep him, it’ll bring Burlington's smooth development, and we can boost our economics.

"President Bailey, you’re the most successful businessman in Burlington, and we hope that you can be in charge of meeting Fredrick D'Cruz's team to show them all the medical facilities in all cities, including the malls selling skincare products. I hope you can take on this project!"

Anthony's eyes darkened. The numbers mentioned could make any business person's eyes sparkle.

Furthermore, all these years, Kansas had overwhelmed Burlington's medical beauty scene.

This interested Anthony, but...

If he agreed to this, he would have to leave home for a few days, or even half a month.

He just got married to Charmine, too!

Anthony's gaze dulled as he answered, "I’ll need to ask my wife."

The man on the other end halted before he warned, "President Bailey, if we can learn from Fredrick D'Cruz's technology, we'll be able to keep a large sum of consumers spending locally. I hope you can think through this. Once you made up your mind, give me a call anytime." "Okay."

Anthony hung up and went back to bed.

Charmine saw how serious he looked and asked, "What is it?"

Anthony said, "Fredrick is interested in opening up a branch hospital in Burlington. He wants to share his technology. If we can work with him, it'll be a good development for Burlington."

Of course, Charmine knew the data of the money spent outside Burlington on skincare per year.

If this plan could work, they would be able to keep an impressive amount of money locally.