CHAPTER 411: CHAPTER 411: DEALING WITH EACH OTHER

If it weren’t for that piece of land in Alisa’s hands that he needs, he wouldn’t want to have any dealings with a woman like her at all.

And at this moment, Alisa, seeing Julian Hawthorne unmoved, thought Julian was tempted, and leaned even closer to him.

Her vermilion nails enchantingly reached toward Julian’s face, and her whole body seemed to have lost bones, wanting to slump against him.

However, she hadn’t touched Julian yet when his expression suddenly turned peculiar.

He quickly stood up and headed to the bathroom.

Shortly after, Alisa heard the sound of him vomiting.

Shaun Jones looked at Alisa nonchalantly, witnessing the expression on her face stiffening and cracking at a visible speed...

Oh, President Hawthorne really did vomit in front of the young woman, what a blow to the girl’s confidence...

A few more times and Alisa’s self-esteem might be entirely crushed by President Hawthorne.

When Julian Hawthorne came out again, his face was slightly pale, and Alisa stood up, wanting to show her concern.

Shaun Jones quickly stepped in front of Julian.

"Miss Alisa, please don’t come any closer to President Hawthorne. The President has a quirk; whenever a woman who is ugly approaches him, he ends up vomiting..."

Alisa ground her teeth in frustration, "That’s impossible! Didn’t he also go out with that woman named Paige Sterling?"

She was a mixed-race beauty who had undergone cosmetic procedures and took meticulous care of her appearance. She had seen photos of Paige Sterling, who often appeared plain-faced and dressed plainly. How could she be compared to herself?

Julian Hawthorne didn’t have this issue when facing Paige Sterling, but with her, he did?

However, Alisa was unwilling to believe that Julian was doing it on purpose.

If Julian was doing it intentionally, wouldn’t that mean he really wasn’t interested in her? That at the sight of her, he wouldn’t be moved but rather flee as far as possible, even pretending to vomit to stay away?

But if it wasn’t intentional, then wouldn’t that mean she was truly ugly?

Julian Hawthorne’s taste was peculiar indeed.

She gritted her teeth and stared fiercely at Julian, "President Hawthorne, do you realize the consequences of your actions? I assume that piece of land is something you truly don’t want anymore."

Her personal charm didn’t work, and she flew into a rage, starting to use the piece of land to threaten Julian.

She knew Julian Hawthorne was determined to get that land, and she deliberately kept it dangling before him, unless Julian willingly became her man.

"Of course I want it."

Julian Hawthorne showed no sign of disinterest in the land before Alisa because it served no purpose.

He said, "So I’ve said, Miss Alisa should adopt an attitude of negotiating cooperation, rather than turning it into a prostitute’s visit; I have no interest in soliciting."

What he said was quite venomous.

Even Shaun Jones clicked his tongue silently; President Hawthorne seemed to truly despise the peacock-display-loving Miss Alisa.

Alisa’s face turned even uglier.

Julian Hawthorne dared to compare her to those women engaging in skin trades?

"Julian Hawthorne! How dare you speak to me like this? Do you know the line of men pursuing me could stretch from the airport to my home! Besides me, what other woman in this world is worthy of you? You should know, once you are with me, and forget about that land, everything of mine could be yours!"

See, the benefits of being with her were numerous, was Julian Hawthorne a fool?

She was the sole heir to a family consortium; gaining her meant gaining an entire consortium—was Julian a fool?

Julian Hawthorne’s expression remained indifferent, "Even if I were to eat soft, it wouldn’t be from your bowl."

Shaun Jones had foreseen the imminent pandemonium and felt reluctant to watch Alisa’s expression.

Sure enough, Julian Hawthorne soon exemplified what it meant to be a straightforward man.

"You think you’re the most beautiful, the most capable, the wealthiest, and the most attractive woman in the world? Haven’t you looked in the mirror? Don’t you have any idea of your own appearance? Worthy of me? What makes you think you’re worthy of a man favored by God Sterling?"

Julian Hawthorne’s sharp words scraped across someone’s dignity, stomping it into the ground, "The woman I like single-handedly advances human technology, she earns billions daily and calculates my pocket money in hundreds of billions; she doesn’t dare say she’s the most beautiful or the wealthiest in the world, where did you get the courage? Did Fish Leong give it to you?"

If one was so unaware, then it was better to let them recognize reality sooner.

Facing reality before discussing cooperation would prevent the other party from thinking their damn charm was all-powerful.

Alisa’s expression twisted slightly, "Julian Hawthorne! How dare you speak to me like this! I’m the heir to The Tell Consortium! I was born a princess envied by everyone, don’t you want The Tell Consortium..."

Having money at home, huh? As if nobody else had some money?

Julian Hawthorne, "The total market value of The Tell Consortium isn’t more than what my wife earns in half a month, is it?"

Alisa, "..."

Now he didn’t just trample her appearance and dignity, but also her proud confidence.

Suddenly, she started to feel resentment toward that woman named Paige Sterling.

She was wealthy and unmatched in beauty, since childhood she had looked down on everything, thinking all the glory and honor around should be hers, and every excellent man should be hers too, she ought to be the centerpiece of the circle, but what about this Paige Sterling, daring to snatch away the man she fancied!

Her damn desire to win would not allow her to lose to that woman named Paige Sterling!

Julian Hawthorne, this man, she was determined to obtain.

Alisa took a deep breath, "So it turns out President Hawthorne is only with Miss Sterling for her money, President Hawthorne, you really have been enduring grievances..."

She looked at Julian with an expression as if he was enduring humiliation, "I know President Hawthorne isn’t the man who bends for money, your marriage with Miss Sterling is merely a family alliance, you are yielding to Miss Sterling because of her strength, but I am not a woman like Miss Sterling; if President Hawthorne likes, I can be as delicate as a little bird, and tender as water, my body, my heart, all yours, whatever you desire..."

To win Julian Hawthorne, she even lowered her own status, "Even if President Hawthorne temporarily can’t give me a title, it’s okay, I don’t care about those things, as long as I can be by President Hawthorne’s side, and receive his compassion, that’s enough; my person, my heart all belong to President Hawthorne, my consortium belongs to President Hawthorne too, the land, likewise, belongs to President Hawthorne..."

Julian Hawthorne suddenly asked, "Do you know why I want that piece of land?"

Alisa, "President Hawthorne has a visionary outlook, naturally seeing the prospects of that land and wishing to invest."

Julian Hawthorne, "My wife’s currently developing solar energy projects, she calculated; that place is most suitable for building a solar factory."

Thus acquiring that land was for Paige Sterling; if not for giving Paige a surprise, would he need to tangle with a woman like Alisa?

Alisa’s expression stiffened again, she gritted her teeth and glared at Julian, "Aren’t you afraid I won’t sell it to you?"

Julian Hawthorne, "Originally, I wanted to talk properly with you and buy this land from you, but since you don’t want to talk properly, then negotiation is unnecessary."

"What do you mean? You don’t want it anymore?"

Julian Hawthorne fell silent, and Secretary Jones immediately intervened, "Miss Alisa, as we understand, this land is held by The Tell Consortium, not your private ownership, correct?"