Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover - Chapter 953 Make A Hit

On the next day, when Malia entered the venue of the exchange meeting, she quickly looked around. Today, she seemed to only see Aaron. Without the presence of Quincy, she suddenly felt less stressed.

Last night, Jace had told her that she had to win the quota no matter what. But with their qualifications and experiences, it was impossible for them to win the quota in the J City.

“Jace, there is something that I don’t understand. Aren’t we here for revenge? Then why do we have to do this now?”

“Don’t you need to eat while you are planning for revenge?” Jace looked at her and smiled. “Only capable women can attract the attention of Quincy.”

“But why should I attract his attention? She could keep watch over there, and she can do a lot of things for us. Now that Quincy is here, shouldn’t we find a way to kill him to avenge my brother? Why do we have to compete with him for business?”

“But don’t you think that Quincy is quite interested in you? A woman’s body, especially a good-looking woman’s body, is more useful than any weapon. We are not ab

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course she would definitely amazed the whole audience.

There was also a document about the projects that Malia was talking about but hadn’t reached an agreement yet. Quincy shook the documents in his hands and said, “It seems that we have to be busy for a few days. Does Aunt Yara know that you came to the J City secretly?”

“Well, am I such a person without freedom? You don’t know how much your aunt trusts me.”

“It’s not that she trusts you. She just doesn’t bother to care about you at all, does she?” Looking at Carl with a smile, Quincy shook the documents in his hands. After he listened to the recording of their conversation last night, his expression didn’t change, but he said with a smile, “I’m afraid you can only stay here for the next few days. You must monitor them at any time and don’t miss any news.”

“Don’t worry. I understand. But Mr. Qin, can you remember to bring me something to eat next time you come here? You should at least be more tender to me…”

Before he could finish his words, the door was opened and Quincy had left.