Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 14

Stephanie had just turned sixteen that year. Her father and brothers were still alive, and her mother hadn’t abandoned her. As childhood sweethearts, of course she listened to Quennel.

Later, Jonathan joined the army and slowly faded from everyone’s radar, and Stephanie eventually forgot all about him.

She never dreamed that one day she’d be sitting in a private room with him, negotiating a business deal. But the negotiation hadn’t even started, and it seemed she had… already offended him.

Stephanie’s fingers tightened slightly.

She looked up, her naturally soft voice as sweet as honey. “Jo.”

Jonathan’s back went ramrod straight. He turned his head and stared at her without blinking.

“Meridian Consortium has always had strong growth momentum. My father poured his heart and soul into the company, and its performance has been steadily increasing in recent years.”

A stray strand of hair clung to her soft lips. She casually tucked it behind her ear, the simple movement causing her lips to part slightly.

Jonathan’s gaze darkened, and the beauty mark under his eye seemed almost hypnotic under the lights.

“If you don’t believe me, you can look at the files,” Stephanie said, handing them over.

As Jonathan flipped through the documents, Stephanie breathed a small sigh of relief. But she didn't dare let her guard down, unable to guess what the man before her was thinking.

Her knowledge of him was far too limited, and she had no idea how he operated.

But one thing Stephanie knew for sure: Jonathan was the best possible buyer for Meridian Consortium. After all, across all of Veridian, few would dare to go against the Gonzalez family.

If she missed this opportunity, she had no idea when the next suitable buyer would appear.

She did her best to persuade him. “For years, Meridian Consortium has focused on research and development, which aligns perfectly with the philosophy of Ironhold Investment Group. Acquiring us would only benefit you, Mr. Vasquez.”

Jonathan finally looked up, his gaze sharp. “Why did you stop calling me Jo?”

“…” Stephanie paused.

When she was younger, she used to follow Quennel around, calling him by his first name. Thinking of that, however, gave her an idea.

“I hear you and Quennel don’t get along. Aren’t you interested in buying Meridian Consortium and firing him from his CEO position?”

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