Chapter 335
Chapter 335:
A flicker of irritation touched Delia’s mouth as she, pressured by Theo, drew out the two contracts she’d brought along. “You’ve both been selected as our ambassadors p>
Theo flipped through his copy with practiced ease, then scrawled his signature and looked up with a warm smile.
“I honestly never imagined I’d finally get to partner with you as a brand ambassador. I’m hoping this turns into a smooth, trouble-free collaboration p>
Gracie paused with her pen hovering over the signature line. “I’d like to give the contract a quick read and step into the restroom for a moment. Is that alright p>
“Go ahead,” Delia answered, her tone tightening as her expression grew colder.
Contract in hand, Gracie slipped into the adjoining restroom and shut the door. She pulled a small bottle of reagent from her pocket with practiced precision.
After brushing a thin layer across the signature line, she waited until it dried without a trace.
When she walked back out, she didn’t stall another second before signing her name.
Delia’s tone chilled as she regarded the freshly signed documents. “Since everything is finalized, our team will reach out to you about the next steps p>
“As the contract is already in place, I suppose there’s nothing more to discuss.” Gracie pushed to her feet, her voice steady. “I’ll leave you to it p>
She walked out with an icy expression, her fists tightening at her sides.
From the very beginning, Delia had intended to trap her into signing—no doubt scheming with Theo long before the event even started.
Their coordinated act had boxed her into a corner, leaving her with no choice but to comply.
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Even though the contract appeared airtight, a faint dread twisted in her chest, whispering there had to be hidden terms stacked against her.
The lounge door clicked shut behind her, and Delia’s faint smile dropped in an instant.
Settling back into the chair, she let a frosty smirk tug at her mouth. “Honestly, look at her. She’s so pathetically cautious and timid. How could someone like that possibly deserve to be Brayden’s wife p>
A low chuckle slipped from Theo as he tipped his head. “And if she isn’t worthy, are you convinced you are? Three years haven’t made Brayden forget what you did. Winning him over now? Good luck with that p>
Delia let out a clipped, irritated huff. “Spare me your passive-aggressive bullshit. Once I’m after something, I’ll do whatever it takes to claim it. I don’t walk away empty-handed p>
Theo rose with deliberate ease, his expression cooling. “Then I’ll enjoy watching how far you get. Just remember what you promised me. I might not be thrilled to team up with you, but we’re aiming for the same thing. I truly hope you don’t disappoint p>
Once she exited the elevator, Gracie’s gaze landed on Jessie pacing with clear agitation at her room’s entrance.
“Gracie…” Jessie flashed a hesitant smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I heard Mr. Stanley had to leave for something urgent, so I came to check on you p>
A faint chill edged into Gracie’s tone as she tapped her key card. “You actually found time for me, did you? I honestly figured you were so caught up in Bernie that I’d slipped your mind p>
“Of course not.” Jessie hooked her arm through Gracie’s with a light, almost eager bounce. “I honestly think Bernie’s project looks promising. Back in high school, he was such a decent guy. I kept turning it over in my mind last night—maybe you misjudged him? He doesn’t seem like the schemer you make him out to be p>
Gracie’s gaze chilled as she unlocked the door. “Jessie, are you really so eager to walk right back into your old mistakes? Even after everything I’ve told you, you still want to step into a trap p>
“I know you’re worried.” Jessie ducked her head, her voice shrinking to a whisper. “It’s just… your rebirth changed so many outcomes this time. A lot of people ended up on different paths. I can’t help wondering if maybe he deserves another chance too. He truly was a good person once p>
Gracie’s expression hardened in an instant. “But you said it yourself—he was a good person.” She folded her arms, her tone turning colder. “People who carry hidden agendas don’t abandon them overnight. They only ever treat your kindness as a tool, something they can twist to get what they want p>