Chapter 1197 My Fiancé
“Don’t call me ‘sir.‘ I’m a woman,” came a languid voice tinged with youthfulness. Pablo was utterly dumbfounded, wondering if the other
person on the other end had even reached adolescence.
Indeed, Wynter was still young and busy with her homework. Having
recouped their capital, she entrusted Pablo to handle the future
investments on his own.
Pablo sat stupefied in his seat. He never imagined hearing such words from the one he respected. He had expected a mature and experienced elderly man, only to find a young girl instead.
In truth, Wynter didn’t reach out to Pablo by chance. “Larry.
I
recommended you. After looking at your background, I see his point,” she explained.
It was only then that Pablo realized Wynter had intended to help him out of his predicament. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ventured into
stock investments.
That said, it was his first time encountering a financial genius. throughout his life as a trader.
According to Larry, Pablo wasn’t the only one that Wynter had helped. It appeared she would selectively invest in individuals who had retired
from state–owned enterprises due to market shifts.
“Look at me. I’m just a humble villager who only knows how to mine.
coal, yet Boss still offers her help,” Larry once remarked with a grin.
Larry and Pablo had attended the same school, though they pursued
different majors. Despite Larry’s self–deprecation, Pablo never
considered him as a lowly and ignorant villager.
Larry had commendable qualities. He always paid his employees on time and was never involved in dangerous mining practices. Plus, he frequently donated his profit to his hometown.
Upon recognizing Pablo’s situation, he requested Wynter to help his friend instead of scorning him.
Although Pablo had encountered his fellow alumnus, they all
regarded him cautiously as if he were a dangerous beast.
Obviously, they feared he might ask for money. Plus, those who used
to flatter him decisively abandoned him.
Yet, Larry remained unchanged. When Pablo was rich, Larry never
took advantage of him and treated him the same.
Following that night, Pablo was a changed man. He occasionally met up with his old friends. Though they all came from different.
backgrounds and industries, they shared the same sentiment.
Despite Wynter having lost contact with them, they anticipated her
return.
Upon learning of Wynter’s arrival in Hawford, Pablo was thrilled.
Where are you right now, Boss? I’ll come meet you!”
Years had passed, but Pablo felt as though he had returned to that fateful day. He might have aged, but his passion remained
undiminished!
Wynter couldn’t help feeling sentimental over his enthusiastic voice. She zipped up her bag with a soft chuckle. “You’re well–informed. But
Chapter 1197 My Fiancé
what are you thinking, leaving the company just to meet me?”
“Well, I can always leave it to the vice president. Besides, you know I
prefer stocks over business. Or will I be a bother, Boss?” Pablo
sounded concerned.
“Not really. I came to Hawford for business,” Wynter replied.
As she was talking on the phone, Dalton suddenly whispered beside her, “I’ve ordered steak for you. Would you prefer to dine in the restaurant or have it delivered to the room?”
Pablo was taken aback by the masculine voice and asked, “Boss, is that…‘
“He’s my fiancé. Didn’t Larry tell you I’m engaged?” Wynter answered truthfully.