Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 300: Milton waved the documents in his arm and said, "Aren't you going to invite me in? You said I had fifteen days to confirm after you unilaterally terminated the contract. Help me solve this case." Candice furrowed her brows slightly and agreed, "Fine. I'll go over it." She was always responsible when it came to work. Milton walked into the apartment and set the boxes of food on the table. "We're not in a rush. I'm not going to make you work overtime without feeding you first. Eat, then read the documents. I bought these dishes from the First Prize Restaurant.

Their soup is phenomenal. Try that one first." As he spoke, he laid out the exquisite dishes on the table. Candice had heard of the First Prize Restaurant, famous for dishes from all over the country. It was so popular that securing a reservation normally took at least six months, and getting takeout was nearly impossible. She wanted to refuse, but her growling stomach wouldn't let her. "These are chicken and broccoli casserole, spaghetti, stewed beef, and salad," Milton introduced each dish one by one. After his mouth-watering description, he handed Candice a fork and spoon.

With enthusiasm, Candice picked up a piece of chicken and tasted it immediately. It was fresh and delicious. Curious, she asked, "How did you manage to get takeout from the First Prize Restaurant? That's incredible!" Looking up at Milton, she continued, "Wait, does the restaurant belong to the Royal Garden Corporation? Did they give you special treatment?" Milton shook his head and clarified, "Not exactly. I only own 10% of the shares, so I don't really get involved in management." Candice was taken aback. Ten percent was already a considerable stake.

Aside from the founder, Milton was probably the largest shareholder. It was clear the Royal Garden Corporation had significant influence, spreading across the country. gⱯlnσνℓs﹒o is where stories live "You're not going to eat? I can't possibly finish all this by myself!" Candice gestured toward the dishes. It would be a shame to waste them. Milton sat beside her and picked up a spoon. "I'll have some too. You need to eat more. You're too thin." He scooped up a piece of stewed beef and placed it on her plate. "So you're even a major shareholder of the First Prize Restaurant.

Is there anything in Ploville you don't have a say in?" Candice teased. After a brief pause, Milton looked at her seriously and replied, "Yes. Some things, like the law firm." Candice couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Of course! The law firm is a partnership, and shareholders must be licensed lawyers. Do you want to own your own law firm? You'll have to pass the unified judicial examination first. It's not easy." Milton simply smiled and said, "I have you." Candice was at a loss for words. She didn't know how to respond to such a bold statement.

The conversation then came to a standstill, and they ate in silence. . . .