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

Chapter 623

He nudged Zachary's arm. "Bro, honestly, are you from the big city too? I can tell by your manner - you're definitely not from West Ridge."

Zachary replied coolly, "I'm from East Coast. My family wanted me to go into business, but I didn't like it, so I ran away."

"Bro, consider this your home! Come whenever you want - there's always a hot meal waiting." Charlie said enthusiastically, inwardly excited. This was perfect - if he treated Zachary well, Zachary would help him win money gambling.

In East Coast.

Vivian strode into the Reynolds Corp building and pushed open Zachary's office door.

"Why aren't you answering my calls? Why won't you see me?" she demanded, only to find Steven sitting in Zachary's chair.

Her face shifted to a light smile. "Isn't this Mr. Miller, the famous chef from St. Ritz? What are you doing in Zachary's office?"

Steven spun lazily in the chair, twirling a pen between his fingers. "Miss Wilson, the boss isn't here. I'm handling company affairs for now."

he go?

When does the boss ever report his whereabouts to us? As for whether Mr. William Reynolds

how could you not

his phone in front of Vivian. "See for yourself. The

at the message on the screen:

but she knew his

Steven said, "Anything else, Miss Wilson? If not, I'd like to get back to video

Vivian no choice

closed, she heard Steven say into the phone,

click, click. The sound of high heels on marble floor

a polished smile. This

clinked glasses with a man. "So, you're on board with

man nodded. "You can guarantee

assessments of the entire resort. Though the timeframe is tight, the project is