NovelApexChapter 510
Melvin was already expanding on the idea in his mind - they could even add actors playing wild men, or maybe
zombies for extra thrills.
"Sasa, great idea, but safety has to be our top priority."
Sarah nodded in understanding, then pointed to an area she'd had reserved next to the resort. "Melvin, guess
what | want this space for?"
When Melvin looked confused, she continued, "A wellness center - | want to build the best therapeutic facility on
the East Coast. Not just counseling, but stress relief zones too. Many people suffer because they can't release
their emotions. This center would help with that."
"Your ideas never cease to amaze me," Melvin smiled. "This is your forte - it's all yours."
She nodded, checking the time. It was 9:20 - Joel was twenty minutes late without any sign of showing up.
"Melvin, is Joel still coming?" she asked, frowning.
Sarah found it odd too. Even if something cup, they should have received a call.
He reluctantly tried calling, but there was no answer.
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In the quiet private room, coffee aroma hung thick in the air, broken only by the scratch of a pen.
Joel, the architect Melvin had been so eagerly awaiting, set down his pen with a satisfied smile, having just
signed the contract where Vivian's signature was already in place.
Vivian looked up at Joel, who seemed anxious to leave. "Joel, | look forward to working with you."
Joel offered a polite smile. "Miss Wilson, likewise."
His phone rang again insistently. He gave Vivian an apologetic look.
"Joel, you should answer that."
Joel nodded and picked up. The moment he heard the voice, he knew exactly who it was.
"Mr. Sanders."
"| sincerely apologize, Mr. Sanders, but I've already signed with another company. Your timefrwas too tight -
| won't have tfor a second project."
Sarah scoffed. "If you thought Pine Mist Island wasn't suitable, why contact the Sanders family in the first place?"
Joel seemed guilty. "Mr. Sanders,
Miss Sanders, | RU but) ve!
NAL slsewhiefé d need to focus
on that design for the next month."
"Joel, you're an internationally renowned designer," Melvin said coldly. "Aren't you concerned about damaging
your reputation?”
Joel seemed unwilling to explain
further, speaking hastily, Mr m
SEER never Nie) a contract,
sbthis isn't a breach. Besides, your
terms didn't meet my requirements."
Sarah cut in suddenly. "Joel, who exactly did you sign with?"
"The Wilsons."
"| see. We won't take any more of your tthen." Melvin hung up coldly.
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