Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0119

I nodded slowly, taking in this information. "Why didn't you update any information on your own profile? That would have prevented this huge misunderstanding."

She rolled her eyes, "I was too busy schooling and looking for my parents and then boom, I became your wife back. Where would I have found the time to deal with that, Mark?"

I regarded her for a while. "You're right. Updating a business profile must have been the least of your worries." Then I stood up from my seat and walked to the coffee machine placed in the corner of the room. I went over everything all over again as I made two cups of coffee. Even as I stood there, I could feel her hot glare on my back.

I gently placed a cup of coffee before her. "Sit down and calm down. I assure you, this is all a misunderstanding. Relax and let's amicably resolve it."

She grabbed the cup and downed the whole thing. She pinned me with a glare." Now, let's resolve it. "How do you plan to solve this?"

I smiled at her and returned to my seat. An idea was already cooking in my head. "Did you bring information on your men's clothing line? If you are with them, can you let me see?"

suspiciously narrowed her eyes at me, the anger in her eyes

want us to

She nodded slowly.

"Then let me see."

her bag on the desk and pulled out some documents. "Here," her voice came out softer. She placed it on the desk and

nodded at what she showed me, secretly glad that her anger seemed to

for the men's clothing line they wanted to venture into was

than Luxe Vogue

her, "I think the designs for this series are amazing. It has great market potential and I am sure

I saw Sydney's eyes light up and a bright smile adorned her lips. "Right?" She perked up, "You think so too, don't you? It's really good; we put a lot of effort into it. Grace spent hours on each design." Her shoulders slightly slumped, "It would be a shame for

Executive office. "Halt the acquisition of Luxe Vogue immediately!" I ordered. "Then invest a sum of ten million dollars in their company. Prepare

her mouth slightly agape. Then she asked skeptically, "What