"That's the ex-wife of Yohannes Granger, the chairman of Granger Group. The woman in a long skirt next to her is Nerissa from the Roberts of Ucrebury. I heard that she was Yohannes's mistress for several years and has only become his wife a few years ago."

"I see! No wonder the ex-wife was so rude. But why did Nerissa degrade herself to become a mistress? She came from a good family, isn't she?"

"Who knows! Maybe because of true love?"

"Nerissa is almost twenty years younger than Yohannes. If it is true love, isn't it too... Elicit?"

The crowd wasn't afraid of letting Nerissa hear their discussions. And as expected, Nerissa's face went pale. She glanced at Helen, and she began to leave without saying a word.

But Helen halted her. "Why so hurry to leave? Why don't you tell us the love story between you and Mr. Yohannes? Everyone here is curious."

"Madam Miller, I know you don't mind sharing

your private life, but it doesn't mean that others are the same," I said in a frigid tone. "You're the one who couldn't keep him, and you've let him

her voice. "Who do you think you are to point fingers at

me. And she said, "She isn't pointing fingers at you. But if you wish others to do so, you can speak even louder. By tomorrow, the Granger and you will be the headlines and a

Helen was so infuriated that her chest heaved up and down. She grabbed Irvin, "Irvin, see this! Look at how this woman

gone too far by now. I didn't know the ins and outs of the past between the three of them, but what Helen had done in these few days

Granger, you're

his eyebrows, Irvin stepped aside and simply said,

lock horns in public. Once our path was cleared, Nerissa immediately took my

the cafe still wasn't wide enough for us to pass through. Helen was infuriated, and she was reluctant to let us go just like this. Nerissa didn't bother to have a go at sorting things out with her, and she went out of

She was divorced in her middle-age. It was impossible for

foot out. It all happened so fast - before I knew it, I was already falling to the ground. Out of motherly instinct, I put my

skipped a beat. If I couldn't save myself, falling down like

arms before I hit the ground. Then, the person pulled me into an embrace, putting his hand around my waist to

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