CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0099

Chapter 0099

To Suzy's surprise, despite her harsh words, Dylan didn't get angry-instead, he actually began eating the leftovers.

After a brief pause, Suzy stood up. "Well, Mr. Dylan, it seems you're really hungry. Help yourself."

Dylan didn't stop her from leaving, but as she reached the door, his calm voice called after her. "How's Claude doing with the patent application?”

Suzy halted but didn't turn around. “The result will probably disappoint you."

Watching her retreating back, Dylan chuckled softly. "Then let's wait and see.

Suzy didn't respond, heading straight out without another glance. Dylan remained seated, even pouring himself a cup of tea. But just as he lifted it, the cup suddenly shattered in his

hand.

Fragments cut into his fingers, and blood began to drip, mixing with the tea. His dark eyes took on a cold, predatory glint.

In the elevator, Suzy considered her next steps, then pulled out her phone and called Riley. “Is everything going smoothly?"

“Do you even need to ask? Just one last signature and it'll be done!"

your

that Suzy was overly cautious-it was that Dylan was truly insidious. And as it turned out, her instincts weren't wrong. That night, Riley's call

me that the final review didn't meet the

Just as expected.

her tone steady. “Who was supposed to sign

"Mark Goodwin!"

out a low laugh. "So, Dylan's interference brought

strategizing how to get closer to the Goodwins, and Dylan's meddling had indirectly opened a path

However...

she'd need to dig deeper into the connection between Dylan and

this,

decided not to have Riley handle the next steps; she'd take care of things herself. Originally, Suzy had planned to keep things under wraps from Claude, but now it seemed she'd have to bring him up

find him, and she didn't knock on

and she quickly stepped back out, her face warming at the sight she'd just caught. Although she thought of Claude as a brother, seeing a handsome man fresh out of the shower was still a bit overwhelming—especially

time in a wheelchair, he's got abs..... and eight of them!” she muttered to herself, though she didn't think much more

Claude finally called out, saying he was

open

and walked in without