CHAPTER 849: CHAPTER 849: TROUBLE COMES IN PAIRS

"Our inventory isn’t very high, and if there’s too much delay, it could impact brand reputation, sales, and repurchase rates. These impacts are irreversible."

Upon hearing this, Nora Northwood begrudgingly rubbed her forehead.

After racking her brain, she temporarily came up with a solution: "Stabilize the factory; it’s best if we can continue cooperating. Also, have the marketing department investigate other factories and check if there’s any malicious competition in the industry."

"Okay, I’ll arrange that immediately."

VK is already well-known in Stanton City. There are barely any businesses with the courage and integrity to oppose VK in Stanton City.

Nora Northwood didn’t believe this was just an ordinary breach of contract incident.

Just as she was feeling anxious, a knocking sound came from the door, followed by Jasper Sinclair’s voice, "Nora, are you up?"

She got out of bed, opened the door barefoot, and met Jasper Sinclair’s deep gaze.

A faint fragrance wafted from the direction of the kitchen.

Nora sniffed carefully and asked, "Did you make breakfast?"

"Yeah, you didn’t eat much last night, so I was worried you’d be hungry when you woke up. I made a simple breakfast. Want to come out and eat now?"

"I’ll change my clothes and come out."

She was wearing silk pajamas without a bra underneath; going out dressed like this in front of Jasper would feel almost like she was naked, somewhat awkward.

Seeing her standing barefoot on the cold floor, Jasper lowered his head and wordlessly scooped her up, saying, "It’s always not good; try not to walk barefoot."

While speaking, Jasper carried her to the bed and set her down.

He bent down, picked up a pair of women’s slippers from the floor, and put them on her feet.

In an instant, Nora was transported back in time.

She was used to walking barefoot, so at home, the floors were always covered with cashmere rugs.

"Tha...nk you."

Nora thought Jasper would take further action, but unexpectedly, after standing up, he took a step back, keeping a half-meter distance, and said, "You go wash up and change; I’ll wait outside to have breakfast together."

"I’ll be quick; if you’re hungry, you don’t have to wait for me."

"No rush."

When Jasper left the room, he even thoughtfully closed the door tightly.

Nora could hardly believe how easygoing he had become.

She sat on the edge of the bed, dazed for a few seconds, then sped up her washing up routine.

When she came out, she saw Jasper sitting there meticulously.

"Try my cooking—tell me if I’ve gotten worse at it?"

Though domestic and imported ingredients are of the same type, due to varying seasons, climates, and farming methods, their flavors differ somewhat.

Fortunately, Jasper’s cooking skills were impeccable.

While slurping noodles, Nora praised, "If the company ever goes under, you could become a chef."

"Are you really hoping for my company to go under?"

"Not at all, just a figure of speech."

Halfway through breakfast, Yvonne Winslow called for the second time.

Nora had a vague bad premonition; they say women’s sixth sense is very accurate.

She lowered her voice slightly and asked, "What’s going on?"

Her full attention to the call meant she didn’t notice Jasper’s faint smile on the opposite side.

Almost imperceptible, but if Nora paid attention, she’d surely notice.

Yvonne’s dejected voice came through, "The flower market we’ve always worked with proposed terminating our cooperation..."