Chapter 288

“No time for this.” Lilah Hart pushed his hand away without hesitation and turned to leave right after. The meeting spot was a quiet little restaurant, tucked away from the city noise. She’d gotten there early. About ten minutes later, a man in his forties or fifties showed up. “Miss Hart, hello. I’m Maxwell Thornton, CEO of JM Group.” “Mr. Thornton, it's a pleasure. I’ve heard a lot about you.” Lilah gave him a quick once-over. He wore black-rimmed glasses, his expression icy and stern—definitely not the friendly kind. Thornton sat down and casually motioned the waiter to bring some food. Since this was a business talk, they didn’t order much. Just some light dishes and two cups of tea. Sitting across from her, Maxwell looked at Lilah through those sharp hawk-like eyes behind his glasses, scanning her from head to toe. “You seem pretty young, Miss Hart,” he said, voice laced with pressure right off the bat. “I am,” Lilah replied calmly, “but age doesn’t define capability.” He let out