Chapter 370: It Would Be Strange If They Get Along So Quickly

James leaned back on the chair when he heard Grace. "You don’t need to know about it. All you need to know is that this is a cooperation between three parties and I’ll be the intermediary in this cooperation."

Grace was so irritated that she gnashed her teeth when she heard him.

It was a cooperation between three parties, but James refused to tell her who was the other party. He was obviously trying to play a trick on her.

Grace would have refused to cooperate if it was back then.

However, the White Enterprise was in desperate need of money. If they refused to cooperate now, they would definitely miss this great opportunity.

With that, she said, "I’m fine with a three-party cooperation, but it would be too risky for us since we don’t even know the background of the third party."

James snorted and said, "As the saying goes, money doesn’t grow on trees. There’s no business that is forever profitable. If you can’t even accept such a small risk, you shouldn’t cooperate with us. Plus, are you implying that Taylor Group would cooperate with a shady business partner?"

"I..."

James was telling the truth.

Grace thought for a moment and then replied, "How about this? Can I have a look at the contract first?"

James nodded and ordered someone to bring the document over to them.

Grace felt that something was wrong after reviewing the contract, but she couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong.

She said, "In that case, I’ll sign it."

If there was an issue with the third party, Taylor Group would have to bear the consequences too.

With that in mind, she signed the contract.

James secretly cheered in his heart.

It didn’t take long for the contract to be signed.

Grace put away her pen and looked at James. "Since we’ve signed the contract, may I know when will the funds arrive? So we can make preparations ahead."

James replied, "Don’t worry, I’ll let you know once the third party has signed the contract."

Although Grace was in a hurry to get ahold of the money, she still pretended to be

calm so she wouldn’t be noticed by James. "In that case, I’ll wait for your good news."

As she spoke, she stood up and was preparing to leave. Suddenly, a thought popped up in her mind and she turned around. "By the way, you’ve married Yvonne for some time. How have you been getting along? My brother has been missing her lately. He even reminded me to ask you before coming."

James glanced at Grace and thought, "What a joke! She’s definitely not concerned about Yvonne."

He replied, "Don’t worry, Ms. White. We’re good."

He sneered and got up from his seat. Then he walked past her and went straight out of the conference room.

Grace stared at his departing figure and snorted coldly.

She knew Yvonne’s personality.

Yvonne was forced to married James. It would be strange if they get along so quickly.

She scoffed and followed him out.

Yvonne was waiting patiently in the office.

She wondered how the meeting went along.

On one hand, she hoped that James wouldn’t cooperate with Grace. At the same time, she didn’t want to anger Grace as well.

After all, she had yet to think of a way to stop Grace.

At that moment, the office door was opened from the outside. Yvonne turned around and saw that James had returned. She quickly placed the documents on the table and went to welcome him.

"How is it?"

She looked anxious.

...

James showed the document in his hand and exclaimed, "I’ve signed it."

He placed the document on the table.

Yvonne stared at the document and her heart sank.

It seemed that the cooperation was finalized.

"What’s wrong? You don’t look very happy."

James noticed her expression and asked in confusion.

Yvonne lowered her head silently. She was the one who begged James to sign the contract. But now, he had signed it and she was not happy about it.

It would seem like she was taking good for evil.

So she quickly control herself and shook her head. "I’m alright."

Although she said so, James noticed the discomfort from her expression. He assured, "Don’t worry. I promised you that I would destroy the White Enterprise and send Grace to jail."

He reached out and patted her gently on the shoulder.

Yvonne looked at him gratefully. "Thank you."

"You’re being too polite with me again."

He furrowed his brows and subconsciously reached out to rub her nose.

However, that subconscious action stunned both of them on the spot.

Especially James.

He was struck dumb. He swore that he didn’t mean to do that to Yvonne. He didn’t think too much about it and just followed his mind.

When he realized it, he quickly withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"I’m sorry, Yvonne. I..."

Yvonne saw through his awkwardness.

In fact, she was just a little unaccustomed to his actions. She didn’t feel that anything was wrong with his actions.

On the contrary, she felt embarrassed to see him being so careful in front of her.

"You don’t have to apologize. You’re just rubbing my nose. If you feel weird, why don’t you let me rub your nose too?"

She said.

James was flustered.

He hadn’t seen Yvonne act so mischievously like this for a long time.

Ever since they got married, she seemed to have changed into a different person and was no longer as lively as before.

"What? You don’t want to?"

Yvonne frowned.

James recovered from his daze and chuckled. Then he bent down and moved closer to her. He stopped after he was only a finger away from her and said, "Come on."

He seemed to be challenging Yvonne, as though he was ready for her attacks.

Yvonne, on the other hand, was amused.

She was just joking. She didn’t expect him to take it seriously.

But then again, James had a high nose bridge and it was exquisite. There was a small arc on the tip of his nose, which was similar to that of an eagle.

"Isn’t this the famous hook-nosed?"

Yvonne became absorbed in his nose and even forgot what she was going to do.

"What’s wrong?"

James asked in confusion as she stared at his nose.

Yvonne recovered from her daze after she heard James. She blushed instantly when she met his eyes.

He was so close to her that their noses would meet if she wasn’t careful.

His breathing was short and she could feel his breathing on her face. It was his warm and masculine scent that made her heart race and her throat dry.

"No... what?"

She quickly shifted her gaze away. Just as she was about to push him back, she was pulled into his arms by his large hands.

"Aren’t you going to rub my nose?"

He mumbled.

Only then did Yvonne recall this matter. She looked at him haughtily and said, "Of course!"

As she spoke, she stretched her hand out and gently tapped his nose. She retracted her hand quickly, as though she had been electrocuted.

"All right."

She held back her laughter and turned around.

...

James slowly stood up and glanced at her retreating figure. He couldn’t help but reach out to touch his nose where she had just touched. Her warmth lingered on it. He froze and couldn’t bear to move his hand away.

There seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in the air.

Yvonne secretly glanced at her hand and recalled her actions. For an inexplicable reason, she felt happy about it.

This feeling lingered for an entire day.

Before James got off work in the evening, he received a phone call from his mother to return home for dinner.

James asked Yvonne.

After she agreed, the two of them returned home.

When they arrived home, Mrs. Taylor had whipped up a fancy dinner.

"Oh, you’re back. It’s time to eat."

Mrs. Taylor enthusiastically grabbed Yvonne’s hand and led her to the dining table.

"Yvonne, come eat."

Mrs. Taylor kept serving her food. It didn’t take long for the food to pile up on her plate.

Yvonne was embarrassed to reject her offer, but she couldn’t finish all the food. She looked to James for help.

James understood her hint and hurriedly said, "Mom, why did you take my job away from me? Let me do it."

Mrs. Taylor smiled and said, "You have the opportunity every day. Let me do it." As she spoke, she scooped some food and placed it on Yvonne’s plate. "Mom..." James was about to dissuade her. Mrs. Taylor said.

"Why don’t the two of you move back here? The house is huge. I’m alone and lonely here."

She suddenly suggested.

Yvonne and James were flustered.

Especially James, he quickly placed his cutleries on the table.

"Mom. Why did you suggest this out of the blue?"

Mrs. Taylor frowned. "Who said I suggested this out of the blue? I’ve planned this for a long time. You’re usually busy with work and you don’t even eat a proper meal. Yvonne is always alone and I’m worried about her. I have helpers and cooks here and they can take good care of you."

"Mom..."

Just as James was about to speak, Mrs. Taylor turned and looked at Yvonne.

"Yvonne, what do you think?"

Yvonne was flustered by her sudden question.

How was she supposed to answer?

If it was her, naturally, she wouldn’t want to move in at all. After all, she couldn’t let Mrs. Taylor find out her real relationship with James now.

However, she didn’t know how to reject Mrs. Taylor when she looked at her hopefully.

James could see the worry in Yvonne’s eyes. He quickly interjected, "Mom, don’t ask Yvonne. I don’t agree."

"Why won’t you agree?"

Mrs. Taylor asked.

James rubbed his temples in distress and said, "Yvonne and I... We want to be left alone."

An idea flashed through his mind.

"What?"

Mrs. Taylor paused for a moment before saying, "I’ve never thought of it. But you won’t be disturbed even if you move in. The second floor is empty anyway. If both of you move in, I promise, no one would be allowed to disturb you."

James was exasperated when he heard his mother. He thought to himself, "Actually, you’re the problem, not others."

"Mom, please let us be."

James said helplessly.

Mrs. Taylor became irritated when she heard him and she slammed her hands on the table.

"What? Is my house so bad that you wouldn’t come and stay here?"