Eliza Bell's cat-like eyes sparkled, a sly little smile playing at her lips: "What Joshua Hughes wants to do has nothing to do with me. But what do you want?" Anyway, Joshua had already sent over the shares, and she could roughly guess what would happen to the Hughes Clan. Perhaps the seemingly sky-high eight percent equity document she held might soon turn into a blank sheet, and the truly valuable thing might be this document right now?
She spoke with a bit of a hum and a whine, as if slightly coquettish yet somewhat dissatisfied, her words so ambiguous that they caused uncontrollable wild thoughts.
"Miss Bell, can you speak seriously?" Julian Carter's brows furrowed coldly, his tone was not very good, somewhat admonishing this flirtatious little woman sitting there.
