Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Chapter 167

Neil still had no idea that Silvia was MY Corporation’s president, Otherwise, Dulcie would have suspected that it was an act of revenge for the divorce.

“There’s no point in finding out why since the collaboration isn’t happening. Our focus now is to find another option. Please send me a list of fabric companies.

“Alright.”

After a day of reviewing, Silvia picked out three companies that MY Corporation could afford to engage with. She then asked Joe to schedule appointments with them.

One of the companies immediately agreed to a 6 p.m. dinner appointment.

Silvia arrived at the restaurant early and waited until 6:30 p.m. However, the man she was supposed to meet never showed up. She gave Joe a call and asked him to find out what was happening.

After a few minutes, Joe called back.

“Miss Pond, the man had to go on a business trip all of a sudden. He’ll only be free after the trip. He should’ve informed us earlier!”

Silvia smiled when she heard Joe’s dissatisfaction. She tried to make him feel better. “It’s fine. This is normal. You can contact the other two companies tomorrow.”

She sighed after she ended the call.

MY corporation was not the same as it used to be. It had gradually gone downhill during her absence. The company could only survive for a few more months despite her fifty–million–dollar investment.

fact that she had founded MY Corporation, she did not want

to fail.

forward was to declare bankruptcy and reassemble the company. However, she would.

and

hour, Isla appeared before her. She tried to

a mask

hold back her laughter. “I think it’ll be easier for others to recognize you like that.”

her sunglasses, and her eyes were filled with

normally. But if you try to cover up, people around will be

“Alright.”

Once she determined that no one was paying attention to

she breathed a

was taken aback when she saw Isla’s

up

to wear a mask with your makeup on? No one’s going to recognize you unless they know you very well”

fake mole on her face. Coupled with the thick makeup,

think so too,” she said as she joined

then passed her the menu. “Just order whatever you

you arrived.”

more dishes and passed the menu back to the waiter, who

at Silvia and said, “Why are we eating out tonight? Are we celebrating