No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Are You Wisteria?

Everyone in the room fell into a ponderous silence upon Mr. Zill’s request. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Wisteria’s skills were so astounding that everyone remembered how brilliant she was because the runner up only arrived at the final line a few minutes after she crossed it – the longest gap between contestants they’ve ever seen!

She would have beaten the runner up even if she went another round.

The only reason the runner up won the competition the next year was because of Wisteria’s absence.

If she was there, no one else could win the competition.

Silence clung to the room for a long time as Mr. Zill contemplated his colleagues.

“I guess everyone knows how amazing Wisteria is, right?”

“But Wisteria hasn’t been in competitions for three years! She might not be physically compatible for competitions and had retired. Do you think we can invite her?” Mr. Zeller frowned.

Mr Zill grinned, his confidence shining through. “Money is everything.”

The only reason anyone would do anything on this earth was for wealth – Wisteria is no different.

Mr. Zill glanced at Gareth. “Mr. Wickam, this may be the best option we have.”

“Do you have a way to contact Wisteria?”

“Yes, I do. My grandson was an avid racing fan, but had to stop racing after an accident that ruined his leg. Wisteria came to comfort him and left her contact details. My grandson called me some time ago,

and he is an honest boy. He said that although she appears cold, she is actually very kind. I believe she would accept our proposal if we approached her humbly and with a lucrative prize.

Gareth tapped the table with his fingers as he contemplated Mr. Zill’s proposal.

“Approach her now. Let her propose her price.”

The others in the room took a deep breath as they felt that it was an unusual proposal, however, who were they to refute Mr. Wickam after he had agreed to bring Wisteria in?

“Okay, I’ll call my grandson now.” Mr. Zill dialed his grandson’s number to get Wisteria’s number. Once he got her number, he called her immediately.

Mr. Zeller scoffed when Mr. Zill quietly lowered his phone after his first call to Wisteria was left unanswered. “Who do you think Wisteria is, Mr. Zill? Did she leave a fake number with your grandson?”

Mr. Zill frowned, unwilling to believe that what Mr. Zeller had said was true. “No! Let me try again.”

Mr. Zill waited for the office to fall silent before dialing her number again and this time, someone picked up his call. Everyone’s excitement was palpable as they strained to hear what Mr. Zill and Wisteria would say.

With Gareth in the conference room, Mr. Zill enabled the loudspeaker so that everyone could hear what they were talking about.

“Hello?” The voice that came through the phone call was digitally modified, which surprised many people in the room. However, this was a common practice among celebrities to prevent stalkers from contacting them.

“Hello, is this Wisteria?” Mr. Zill purred.

After a moment of silence, the other person replied tentatively. “Yes, I am. Is there anything I can help with?”