Chapter 1491: Chapter 1491: He Simply Despises Her_1

Chapter 1491

Clara Carrington sighed, "There’s nothing we can do, originally we were targeting Damien Hart. It’s just as well we don’t have these guys. Fortunately, Tristan Collins sends us a fixed amount of orders every day. You can go and speak with them to resume the collaboration from tomorrow."

The assistant complied and went immediately to carry out the task.

Clara finally exhaled in relief, pouring herself a glass of red wine to sooth her throat.

Before long, the assistant returned, his face looking grim.

Clara frowned, "What, they disagreed?"

"Yes, they said that since Miss Bauer has canceled the collaboration from this month to the next, they will follow Miss Bauer’s wishes and resume cooperation at the end of the next month."

Slam! Her wine glass hit the table hard as she stood up.

"How can this be! Didn’t he want me to win? What does this mean now?"

Tristan Collins, this old fox, was he deliberately coming to laugh at her?

But the people who accomplish great things, how could they only have such tolerance?

Wouldn’t they focus on the bigger picture?

The assistant hesitantly said, "Perhaps it’s because your previous decisions upset them. I heard that Tristan was very unhappy when we cancelled that batch of orders. Their reasoning is probably that we can’t have everything our way."

"I will go and see them myself!"

With that, she strode out.

Arriving at the door of the Presidential Suite, she took a deep breath, put on a smiling face, perfectly suppressing all the discomfort in her heart.

This time, Tristan Collins’ assistant ushered them in.

Tristan still wore the same expression as that day, rigidly serious, his gaze full of oppressive power.

"Mr. Collins, good evening." she greeted with a warm smile.

Tristan gave her a fleeting glance, barely acknowledging her presence.

"Speak what you have to say."

Visibly uncomfortable, Clara laughed lightly, "The thing is, I had a moment of confusion yesterday and I sadly refused Mr. Collins’ goodwill. I had a bit too much to drink and lost my judgement. I’m very sorry about that. Thinking back on it now, I still feel quite unhappy about it. I have come to apologize."

She avoided mentioning the order directly, intending to first placate Tristan’s anger.

She was clear that this was a necessary step.

They were to cooperate, but Tristan wouldn’t let her go easily.

Tristan, upon hearing this, did not respond immediately. He was looking at some documents, seemingly not listening intently.

She stood in her place, her awkwardness evident.

A moment later, he said, "The Whites have spread out the news, they want to suppress the Carringtons completely. Are you aware of this?"

"I... When did this happen?"

She had no clue!

Apparently, she had overestimated herself. Perhaps Tristan didn’t look highly upon her, let alone purposely refusing to restore cooperation to get back at her.

He acted this way because the Whites declared to deal with the Carringtons. As a result, since the Whites and the Carringtons were at odds, being in the Whites’ camp, the Collinses would certainly not cooperate with the Carringtons again.

In that case, the agreement between them held no value.

"Why this way? Mr. Collins, could you reconsider? I’ll be in control of Carrington Enterprise in the future! We can cooperate and achieve a win-win situation, why should we fight?"

Tristan’s thin lips curled up in what seemed like mockery, "In that case, you should go talk to the Whites. Whenever you get them to understand, I will be ready to send people over."

Just as Clara was about to say something, she was blocked by Tristan’s assistant.

"Mr. Collins needs to rest now. Please leave."

Upon seeing this, Clara swept off, leaving in a huff.

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