Fritzi took the file from his hand, signing, “Boss, if you want to get Cristelle’s heart, you need to be sweet with her. Cristelle has set up a date with her new business partner. I think they’re gonna play golf this weekend.”

“Who’s her new partner?” Linford suddenly frowned, feeling bad as he heard Fritzi’s words.

“You can go take a look if you’re curious,” With that, Fritzi snatched the file away and ran out of the office.

Linford threw his pen away, reclining in his chair. And then, he dialed a number, “Alfred, where’s the nearest golf course to Cristelle’s studio?”

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