Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 216

"Xavier... I know you're still mad at me because of that incident." Yvette's eyes were red, looking at Xavier pitifully.

Xavier looked at her and gradually softened. "I'm sorry, I just...II

"I understand, you don't have to say anything more, Xavier, it's right for you to blame me. If it wasn't for what I did wrong, Helen wouldn't have had to go so far away." Yvette threw herself into Xavier's arms, hugging him. Xavier let out a soft sigh and embraced her back. As she entered through the gates of the Lutz Corporation, a woman wearing business attire and sunglasses, carrying the latest designer bag, was stopped by the receptionist just before reaching the elevator. "Miss, who are you here to see?" she asked. Yasmine removed her sunglasses, revealing her exquisite features. "1 1m here to see Mr. Lutz.'i

"I'm sorry, do you have an appointment?" inquired the receptionist.

Yasmine shook her head and said, "I doubt Lutz Corporation is too busy right now, is it? Tell Mr. Lutz that Yasmine wants to see him. He'll agree."

The receptionist's expression changed, and she quickly made a phone call. After a few minutes, she politely escorted Yasmine to the elevator.

Entering Finnian's office, Yasmine saw a middle-aged man with graying hair, presumably from the stress over Grady's issues, and dark circles under his eyes.

"Mr. Lutz," Yasmine greeted as she walked in. Without waiting for a response, she casually took a seat on the sofa across from him.

Finnian gave Yasmine a once-over and smiled wryly. "What brings you here?'i

As she came up from the lower floors, Yasmine noticed that most of the staff in the Lutz Corporation building had left; the events of the past few days had clearly taken a toll on them. Without beating around the bush, she said, "Tell me, who was the woman colluding with Lutz Corporation, and who was the person at Luxury Lane Villas that day? Laying it all out will be in Lutz Corporation's best interest."

Finnian chuckled softly. "The Lutz Corporation is already falling apart without you lifting a finger."

mind. She pulled out a stack of papers from her bag and casually tossed it onto the table. "Mr. Lutz,

for the past two years. Companies usually prepared two sets of tax reports-one genuine and the other for submission. But this one... His expression changed, and he

smile, putting the document back into her bag. She had brought it not to make a scene, but to seek the truth, to find evidence. Finnian sighed, the tension in him suddenly dissipating.

watching Finnian with ease. 'Since you've finally come around, let's start from the very beginning." Only by getting the full story

Finnian definitely understood what

he knew even more that if he didn't say anything, not only would his son not be saved, but even the Lutz Corporation would be doomed. Lately, they've been cracking down severely on tax compliance, and getting

how to

wisely to the times.

in great detail.While he didn't tell her

"Are you saying that your son,

this because Ms. Grant is already married now. Revealing this wouldn't leave anyone

really matter. Is it because of Ms. Grant that you're doing this, or is there another reason?" She couldn't believe it was just because of Yvette. The real

found yet! She already had someone in mind, but she just couldn't figure out what the Lutz family could have to do

avoided her gaze and simply said, "Ms. Sanchez, I've told you everything you wanted to know. The rest has nothing to

knowing not to push someone too hard. As she left the Lutz Corporation building, she slightly curled her lips and took out the voice recorder from her pocket. She had recorded the entire conversation with Finnian, and she planned to let Morgan hear it. On Highway 231, Yvette jammed down the gas pedal, her car shooting forward like an arrow. Her hands trembled on the steering wheel. She knew Yasmine had gone to see Finnian. Yasmine didn't seem to bother hiding it from her, or

Xavier hadn't turned her in yet, no one knew if he

Back home, Yvette's parents,

Jack, thought

Yvette returned to her room, shivering,

to snap of

number on her