Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 408 A Man Who Loves You Will Spend Money on You

Jasmine’s eyes turned bright crimson as she looked at Arthur, who appeared fearless with a bright smile. “What

exactly do you mean?”

He gaped in surprise, replying, “I said nothing. Why insert yourself, Miss McGrath?”

I didn’t explain anything, so why did she overthink it?

Her fury was palpable, but she could not come up with anything to counter him, so she could only smile

uncomfortably and say, “Sorry, I overthought.”

“Yes, Miss McGrath. Please don’t have too many conspiracy theories that everyone is out to get you.” He smiled as

he stared at her. His statements were light-hearted yet loaded with implications.

Jasmine was taken aback by his remarks and could only swivel her head to gaze at Callum beside her, looking for

cover. However, he pursed his lips tightly and pretended not to hear anything. “Alright. Let’s not waste our time

here. Our purpose today is to discuss our collaboration. Let’s enter the room.”

Elspeth was relieved to see Jasmine deflated, but she did not come today to argue with her ex’s fiancé; she was

here to sign off two big contracts.

Callum was the first to enter since he was silent and unable to acclimatize to the circumstances, while Jasmine

trailed behind him after seeing him entering the cafe without her.

Arthur, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. He looked at Elspeth with a teasing smile. “I’m surprised to see the

always outspoken Elspeth getting insulted in front of her ex. Your counterattack earlier was subpar.”

Although his words were mild, he was insinuating that Callum was not ready to defend her when she was cornered,

indicating that he did not love her anymore.

“Don’t put your finger in the pie.”

She was about to enter the cafe when Arthur purposely blocked her path. “I just helped you. Shouldn’t I get

something in return?”

After seeing his smirk, Elspeth trod on his shoe violently. “Get out of the way!”

His face immediately lit up with a big smile. Ouch. That hurts!

He gritted his teeth and stood up straight, his right fist signaling he was in pain. “Oh, to be taken for granted.”

“Did I ask for your help?” She scowled.

Arthur was frustrated but helpless. All he could do was stand there and watch her walk away nonchalantly, not even

looking back to give him a concerned look. Despite his sore foot, he staggered into the room in despair.

Everyone had arrived, so it was time to discuss the agreement. Elspeth pulled two contracts from her bag and

handed them to Callum and Jasmine. “Please let me know if you have any questions about the contract. If there are

no concerns, you may sign it right away.”

Following that, she handed two pens from her backpack to them. Callum took the contract and examined it, which

appeared to have no issues. He was about to sign when Jasmine grabbed his hand and asked, “Wait a minute. Can I

read it?”

Elspeth grew enraged when she saw her dolly features and questioned, “Did you graduate with a finance degree,

Miss McGrath?”

“No, I’m an arts graduate,” Jasmine replied, surprised by the question.

“In that case, reading it is futile since you won’t understand them.” Elspeth’s remarks were harsh and nasty,

piercing Jasmine’s heart.

As the daughter of a wealthy businessman, Jasmine’s education ironically had little to do with finance, and she

struggled to comprehend contracts in general. “I merely want to look over the contract. Why are you being so

aggressive, Miss Lynwood?” She bit her lower lip as tears welled up in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Callum remained unaware of her weeping and handed her the document, stating, “No one is stopping

you from reading it. Here, have a look.” He suddenly raised his head and gave Elspeth an angry stare.

Taken aback by this gaze at first, she rapidly recovered. He was warning her not to offend Jasmine once more. After

some consideration, Elspeth became furious and commented almost nonchalantly, “You know what? There are

some issues with the contract.”

Even Arthur, who was about to sign, paused and inquired, “What’s wrong?”

“I believe Mr. Winthrop’s forced introduction of a spokesperson, who has nothing to do with entertainment and is

not even well-liked, would result in significant losses for our firm. I’m hoping he can raise the price to forty million.”

Her lips raised, twitching with a subtle cunning.

Arthur noticed it and figured Elspeth was trolling them, so he stayed muted and focused on the show.

“Forty million? That’s daylight robbery!” Jasmine was immediately dissatisfied. Thirty million is already over the

budget. Although I am overjoyed that Callum is willing to spend so much money on me, I’ve reached my financial

limit. Isn’t it a ruse to ask for forty million?

“What’s the matter? Why are you so agitated, Miss McGrath? It’s not even your money,” Elspeth rebuked

vehemently.

Jasmine indeed had no say because she would not be spending a penny on this deal. She was only able to come

here today because she kept pestering Callum.

“Forty million? Isn’t that a little too much?” Callum’s lips were tightly closed, the corners of his mouth pulled down

slightly, and his Adam’s apple bobbled, trying to restrain the gushing blood. He practically rebuked Elspeth as a

bandit with what he said, which was already quite a euphemism.

“Love costs money, Mr. Winthrop. How is that too much? Miss McGrath will be happier if you spend more money on

her. That… is deep love. Or—Does she mean nothing to you? Why are you so hesitant to spend a few million on

her?” she asked, smiling.

“That’s not true,” he replied as his gaze dimmed.

“I feel awful for him, and I don’t want him to overspend,” Jasmine interjected hurriedly. Even though she was only

saying it, she knew her words would impact Callum and make him like her even more. “Miss Lynwood, I believe

thirty million is more than sufficient. Forty is far too much.” She shot Elspeth a harsh look in an attempt to defend

her fiancé.

In response, Elspeth smirked as she caressed the pen in her hand. “Have you heard of this, Miss McGrath? The

willingness of a man to spend money on you determines whether he loves you. The Winthrops have a net worth of

hundreds of billions. If he’s unwilling to spend forty million on you, then as his fiancé, you’re nothing special.”