After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 543 Lincoln Was Sleeping on the

Sofa? Miriam’s face turned pale with fright, and she nearly dropped her phone. “Don’t worry, it’s my subordinate. Let her in.”

Miriam was startled. She didn’t expect that Clarence had arranged someone so close to her! She wanted to see who this person was!

“Come in,” Miriam said. The double doors opened, and a familiar face appeared. Miriam couldn’t believe it. It was a person who had worked for her for over twenty years?

At this moment, she had no time to be angry, only pure disbelief. “It’s you…” Miriam laughed. It was so ridiculous!

The person she trusted was actually planted by Clarence beside her all along! And for a full twenty years, she didn’t even know?! The servant didn’t say anything but placed a small glass bottle in front of Miriam.

“Mr. Powell asked me to give it to you.” After the words fell, the servant bowed respectfully and left. Miriam looked at her back and laughed again.

calm throughout everything. It was as if she knew what would happen

what’s in the bottle?” came Clarence’s voice from the phone. Miriam gritted her teeth, knowing that Clarence had completely restrained her now. For the sake of her missing daughter,

“Yes, I see it.”

understand what I mean?” Miriam tightly held the glass bottle and looked at the colorless

arrogantly a few times. “So what? The so-called Chosen One is just a legend! What can bring endless wealth to Brevan is me and the Powell family!” Clarence was the biggest capital, wealthy enough to rival a country. This gave him the power to speak alongside the royal

this, and she also understood why Lincoln wanted to eliminate him completely. If left unchecked, the entire cabinet might change, and even the royal family would be

But now…

my daughter was in your hands. But only based on this

organization ‘Clayton Testing’. You should know how rigorous this organization is, and there is no possibility of exchange or

Clarence, and you are as rich as a country. Is there anything you can’t do?” Miriam obviously didn’t believe Clarence. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the photos of her when she was a child. She looks exactly like your senior.” Hearing that there were photos, Miriam’s heart tightened. Soon, the photos were sent to her mailbox. From three years old to five years old, and then to