Chapter 17 Sit Down and Take Off Your Shoes

Ansel had long legs, so one step of his was equal to two steps from Gardenia. Her heels were also bruised, so she stumbled along even more heavily. They didn't get far before Ansel noticed something was off with her. "What's wrong with your feet?" he asked. "Nothing much," she replied, shaking her head. "Did you need me for something, Mr. Leager?" "Yes. A business matter." It was rare for him to speak with her about business. Gardenia sighed in relief. "Okay." They arrived at Ansel's study, whereupon he typed a few words on his phone before setting it down. He then took a stack of documents out of his drawer and handed it to her. Gardenia took them and flipped through them. She arched her eyebrows and asked, "You want to acquire Unimillion Group, Mr. Leager?" "Yes." She had actually been paying attention to Unimillion Group's affair since when she was working at Chandler Corporation. "Many companies have their eye on Unimillion Group right now. A large amount of resources is n