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Just standing in front of him made her hyper-aware of how strong his presence was.
Even the way he looked at her made her instincts go on high alert.
She inhaled deeply. “Yeah. I need to talk to you.”
Shaun kept one arm around the fluffy dog.
Both he and Pudding stared at her intently.
His voice was flat, unreadable. “About what?”
Laura hesitated. Discussing business while he was holding a dog just felt… strange.
“Can we talk somewhere more private?”
Shaun lazily glanced at Pudding.
“Hailey, take Pudding for a bath.”
The dog sitter, who had been waiting in the distance, immediately stepped forward to take him.
But as soon as Pudding was set down, it flopped onto the ground and refused to move.
Pudding flopped onto the ground between Shaun and Laura, whining and refusing to budge.
Hailey tried calling him over, but the dog ignored her completely.
Laura crouched down, gently scratching Pudding’s head, her voice soft and coaxing.
“Be good, Pudding. Go take your bath. I’ll come find you later.”
The next second, Pudding’s attitude completely changed.
His tail wagged, and he obediently trotted off with Hailey.
Shaun frowned.
Unbelievable.
He had raised this mutt for years, and the moment Laura appeared, the dog forgot who had been feeding him all this time.
Laura cleared her throat. “How old is Pudding?”
“Thirteen.”
“That old already.” Laura smiled. “He looks really well taken care of.”
“You don’t remember him at all?”
Laura met his gaze, her clear eyes filled with confusion.
Remember?
How could she possibly remember a dog that was thirteen years old?
Shaun knew then that she truly didn’t recall.
She had no idea that she was the one who had rescued Pudding all those years ago.
“Forget it,” he said. “What do you want?”
Laura hesitated for a moment, then got straight to the point.
“Sorry for coming to your home unannounced. I actually went to the Floyd Group office today but couldn’t see you, so I had to think of another way.”
Shaun arched an eyebrow, his tone casual.
“You went to my company, then came to my house. Must be something important.”
When it came to work, Laura was serious.
“Yes. The Depp Group is currently expanding into overseas markets with the Global Project. Mr. Floyd, would you consider investing? The returns are high, and it fits the Floyd Group’s investment standards.”
Shaun studied her.
She had been playing with Pudding just moments ago, her cheeks still tinged with a rosy flush, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead.
Her eyes, however, were sharp and focused.
More importantly – she hadn’t gone to Jake for the money.
She had come to him.
Something about that pleased him, though he didn’t show it.
He gave a nonchalant hum.
“Then why don’t you – “
Shaun cut her off. “With those returns, the Larson Group shouldn’t refuse.”
He was clearly asking: why not go to Jake?
Laura carefully chose her words.
“I believe the Floyd Group has a more structured and refined investment approach. That’s why the Depp Group is reaching out.”
That was true.
But it wasn’t the whole truth.
Shaun wasn’t satisfied with that answer.
“Laura, the Floyd Group has an investment department. If you want to pitch a project, you can go through them. Submit your proposal, let it go through the selection process, and wait for a decision.”
She knew that.
The Floyd Group’s investment division was one of the most sought-after in the world.
Countless startups and companies dreamed of getting funding from them.
But even submitting a proposal required an initial screening.
And once accepted, it would go through multiple rounds of evaluation before final approval.
If she went through the normal process, not only would she run out of time, but there was also no guarantee she would get picked at all.
After a moment of silence, Laura finally asked, “Shaun, the favor you owe me… can it be exchanged for a 500 million dollar investment?”
“Laura.”
Laura instinctively straightened her posture.
Oh?
So now she was trying to use that favor to buy money?
Impressive.
That night, when she said she’d be his woman, she clearly hadn’t meant it.
“You’ve already used your favor,” Shaun said.
Laura’s pupils shrank slightly. “When?”
Shaun smirked, amused.
He leaned in, his lips nearly brushing against her ear.
“That night.”
His warm breath sent shivers down her spine.
Laura’s ears turned red.
Memories of that wild night came flooding back.
He knew how sensitive her ears were.
That night, he had teased her mercilessly, sucking and nibbling at her earlobe, leaving her helpless under his touch.
Her voice was unsteady. “But… you never agreed to anything that night.”
