After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 139

As soon as the police left, the buzzing atmosphere gradually died down, replaced by the quiet sound of girls crying.

Some girls leaned onto their friends‘ shoulders, crying quietly, trying their best not to break down,

Yolanda’s heart wasn’t made of stone. She could feel her emotions stirring, but she knew there was still a lot she had to face.

This was just the beginning. After all, there were still five male executives at Starlight, and none of them were the type to be underestimated.

Leon Cole thought Yolanda was just bluffing—at least until Jason Maine walked in and began listing, one by one, every last thing Leon had embezzled over the years.

Turns out, Leon had over fifty properties in his name, but selling them all wouldn’t even begin to cover his crushing debt.

Jason adjusted his glasses, all business–like, the very image of the hotshot lawyer he’d been for years—not just because of his age, but because of that striking face.

“Ms. Grant says you don’t have to worry about the leftover debt. Those fifty–some properties will be going up for auction in the next month. When you get out, Mr. Cole, you’ll have to start from zero like everyone else. Oh, and here—your wife’s divorce agreement. She’s finally fed up after all these years and is flying out this afternoon. So when it’s over, Mr. Cole, you’ll be on your own,” Jason said.

And down Leon went again, out cold.

Word about Leon’s properties being auctioned off spread like wildfire among the other executives.

They quickly started digging into the details. Right now, the five men were split into two small groups.

With Leon out of the picture, one of those groups was down to just two people–brothers, actually. The younger one was Ken Ford, and the older one was Wayne Ford.

Ken wasted no time pulling Wayne into a meeting, his eyes filled with worry.

“Bro, what do you think we should do about all this?” Ken asked.

Wayne had a pile of files laid out in front of him. He’d just called all around Sinclair Group, but nobody knew anything about Yolanda’s background. He even flashed her photo to a few contacts, but came up empty–no one recognized her.

Now, he was starting to suspect that Yolanda was probably some executive’s secret mistress at Sinclair.

Wayne sneered, his voice full of disdain. “What’s the hurry? Let’s hold our ground and let the others make the first move. Once I dig up who this piece of work is sleeping with, I’ll send the whole mess straight to the wife. Let’s see how she likes getting dragged out into the street for a beatdown.”

Ken breathed a little easier and took a gulp of water. “Lcon went down way too quick. Makes me nervous. But

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let’s let those guys stick

Yolanda called in a meeting

was still sitting right in the center, commanding attention as she flipped

projects, but anyone

was capable, but seeing

by any company out there. But she’d stuck it out at Starlight all this

made Mary stick around. Truth was, if Mary hadn’t been here, those male execs

control.

Yolanda was sure she’d been quietly looking

slammed the rest

If your reports are still this sloppy, don’t

going pale, then red with

ten tomorrow morning. If they’re still this slapdash, you ought

got up and left, not

Sutton slammed his hand down on the table,

She really thinks she’s the CEO now? Just some sugar baby playing boss. What’s she got to brag about?”

and Wayne exchanged a look, sly grins flashing in their eyes. They knew someone

a vicious glare, snatching up the report. “Mary, you don’t seriously think that woman’s gonna last here,

flawless in her smart workwear, expression cool. “Then

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ego on

you just say?” Tony snapped, stepping

moment, the office door was pushed open, and Yolanda walked

assistant, who was still standing off to the side. thick glasses on, looking completely indifferent to the chaos in

raised, when

a cold laugh, waving

eyes were bloodshot, his teeth clenched tight. “Say that again,

pride stinging

be their punching bag–how’d she

positioning herself

with a cool little smirk.

gritting his teeth so hard he could’ve cracked