When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 944: Handshake

Without bringing Mr. Kerr, Adrian Lancaster drove himself to pick up Dustin Shepherd, planning for the two to attend the appointment together.

In the car, Dustin Shepherd also gave him a detailed report on the contract contents and the potential additional conditions the other party might propose.

It was almost lunchtime, and the contract signing venue was in a certain Chinese restaurant downtown, reportedly having reserved a private room.

As the Lamborghini neared its destination, Adrian Lancaster asked, "It’s usually a club. Why did you agree to have it in a restaurant today?"

"Considering we’ve been following this project for a long time, and it is a profitable one, since he’s willing to sign the contract, let’s just meet this small request of his. After all, we need to eat," Dustin Shepherd thought simply, hoping to conclude the business sooner.

Adrian Lancaster said nothing more.

He drove, his side profile handsome, his voice low and magnetic, "The day after tomorrow is Grandpa’s birthday. I suddenly have a bit of a foreboding feeling, as if something is going to happen."

It was a bad premonition.

Dustin Shepherd told him, "Everything is arranged, including security, so please rest assured. There won’t be any problems. I’ll also arrive early."

But what Adrian Lancaster was worried about had nothing to do with security... He had an unsettled feeling but couldn’t pinpoint a specific reason.

In short, the mood for this birthday celebration felt different from before.

Amid his wandering thoughts, the car reached its destination.

As the car came to a stop, the door opened, and Adrian Lancaster and Dustin Shepherd got out.

The two walked side by side, heading towards the entrance of the Chinese restaurant. "Hello, President Lancaster, hello, Assistant Shepherd." They were greeted at the door.

"Please follow me." The waiter, smiling, led them upstairs.

From the entrance, the restaurant exuded a classic and tranquil charm, with tasteful and elegant artworks displayed on the walls and shelves. Dining here must be quite pricey.

Upstairs, the waiter led the two to the doorstep of a private room, gently knocked, and then opened the door, "President Lancaster, Assistant Shepherd, please come in."

There wasn’t anyone from Stellaris Corp waiting outside, which slightly surprised Dustin Shepherd.

However, upon entering, not only did Adrian Lancaster stop in his tracks, but Dustin Shepherd also visibly froze.

At this moment, the door gently closed.

In the private room filled with a subtle romantic atmosphere, a round dining table was laden with steaming delicacies.

Ivy Jennings sat in a dining chair wearing a white suit skirt, with a contract in front of her and a young man, seemingly an assistant, standing beside her.

From the moment he entered, Ivy Jennings’s gaze never left Adrian Lancaster. She felt both nervous and delighted upon seeing him.

Adrian Lancaster saw her, his expression remained cold. He stood still without showing any surprise, maintaining his indifferent composure as if nothing fazed him.

Their gazes met...

Ivy Jennings stood up, looking at him with a smile, stepping forward in her high heels. Due to her different identity now, her demeanor was different, her smile carrying a hint of confidence.

She stopped in front of him and proactively extended her hand, "Hello, President Lancaster, I’m Ivy Jennings from Stellaris Corp."

"..." Adrian Lancaster just looked at her.

Meeting his gaze, Ivy’s face bore a smile, but a slow wave of breathlessness rose in her chest. She still felt anxious in front of him.

Beside them, Dustin Shepherd took a long moment to recover, lowering his gaze to Ivy Jennings’s outstretched hand.

She joined Stellaris Corp?

Instantly, the atmosphere in the room became rather strange.

Ivy Jennings’s assistant also approached, bowing respectfully, "Hello, President Lancaster."

Only then did Adrian Lancaster slowly regain his composure. His gaze dropped to Ivy Jennings’s outstretched hand, and the next second, he raised his distinctively jointed fingers, gentlemanly shaking her hand.

The moment their hands clasped, Ivy Jennings felt as if a stream of warmth flowed into her heart. She felt fulfilled, finally holding his hand!

But Adrian Lancaster was very composed, releasing her hand after three seconds without any chitchat.