"Mm," Abel replied after a few seconds.
"Mm."? Is that all? What's the meaning of that? Emmeline thought while frowning.
Do you think I'm a child? That was what Abel was thinking.
Even so, he was glad that his wife was still concerned about him.
I'm glad that she decided to eat out. It's better than coming home and seeing the door to the study tightly shut.
The waiter served food to the table and opened the bottle of wine.
As the cork popped, Adam shuddered involuntarily.
Two and a half million dollars were gone in an instant.
"Let's open another one," Emmeline said. "Mr. Adam can drink a lot. You're insulting him if you only open one bottle.
The waiter blushed nervously. He uncorked another bottle and poured it into the decanter.
Pop! Adam shuddered again.
That was five million dollars, not including the price of the food.
Adam narrowed his gaze.
If I get my hands on the Imperial Palace again, the money spent here will be pocket change!
D*mn you, Emmeline Louise! You'd better approve my proposal!
Adrien took the decanter and filled Adam's glass.
He was about to fill Emmeline's glass when Adam grabbed her glass.
"I'll fill Emmeline's glass," Adam said. "Let the eldest in the family do it. That's etiquette."
"I didn't know about that, Adam."
Adrien was not going to fight with him anyway. He poured a glass of wine for Lizbeth.
Adam stared at Emmeline. "Emma, I've poured this glass of wine for you. You'll have to drink the entire thing."
"You've mentioned it before, Adam," Emmeline said. "If you want to submit a bid on behalf of Ryker Group, you'll have to submit a feasibility report. Otherwise, the board of directors won't approve your proposal, and the finance department won't be able to give you any money."
"Heh," Adam smirked. "That's only a smokescreen. All I need is for Abel to say yes. Now that Abel has given you executive rights, all you have to do is put your signature and the company stamp on the proposal. There's no point in making things difficult for me, especially when it's such a trivial matter, right?"
"I'm not making things difficult for you," Emmeline said, still smiling. "If you really want ownership of the Imperial Palace, you should go through the proper channel. Otherwise, I can't help you."
Adam's expression sank, though he did not say anything.
Seeing that Emmeline was about to leave, he shot a glance at Adrien.
Adrien did not think acquiring the Imperial Palace was a bad idea. In fact, it would give Meriwether Mansion a bigger say in the family.
Adrien kicked Lizbeth's shin under the table.
Lizbeth understood what Adrien wanted. She immediately took the brothers' side.
"Don't go yet, Emma. We haven't even chatted yet. Why don't we talk about something other than business?"
Emmeline nodded and decided to stay.
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