Chapter 7

The person on the other end of the line hummed in response, his low voice betraying nothing. "Ms. Whitfield has agreed to the partnership. She said she'll come by in person later this evening," Liam reported in a respectful tone. There was a brief silence over the phone. When Tristan spoke again, he asked a different question. "How did she react to the gift I sent?" Liam paused, the image of Genevieve's impassive face flashing through his mind. A beat later, he answered honestly, "Nothing noteworthy. She was very composed." If anything, she was far too calm. Silence fell again. Then, the line went dead. … In the top-floor office of URI Corporation, Tristan casually tossed his phone onto the desk. His slender fingers drifted on their own to his thin lips. Even now, the soft sensation still seemed to linger. He hadn't expected his first proper encounter with Genevieve after returning to the country to begin with such an abrupt kiss. What Tristan had never imagined was that, i