She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 232: Mr. Foley is in a Bad Mood Today

Kelvin’s figure was perfectly hidden in the darkness, his sharp and deep-set eyes staring at the dark night outside, with a chilling air about him.

As the night grew darker, he stood there until the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and scattered down from the sky like a huge curtain being torn open, gradually expanding. The light became brighter and brighter.

The morning light fell on his tall and sturdy body. His whole body seemed to be covered with a soft golden glow. His short hair was blowing in the breeze. Occasionally, two strands of hair playfully danced in mid-air.

Chris had been waiting downstairs for almost half an hour. It was almost eight o’clock now but Mr. Foley still hadn’t come down yet.

He reached out to touch breakfast he had bought along on his way here. The coffee was warm; if he didn’t drink it soon it might get cold later which would affect its taste.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to give Mr. Foley a call.

“Sorry… the number you have dialed is currently switched off,” came back an automated message.

Why was it switched off?

He looked up at the lights upstairs that were still on; Mr. Foley should be home then.

This had never happened before, so Chris decided to go up himself and see if something had happened to Mr. Foley.

hand to knock on

in front of Chris, but he

got confirmed during their meeting later. One employee mistakenly placed wrong LOGO header for contract

the conference room became extremely oppressive. Everyone lowered their heads carefully, held onto

fell from mid-air describing perfect parabolic trajectory before landing accurately into trash can near the door catching everyone’s

with sparks of fury. The muscles in

up to the top. He had an icy-cold demeanor that made him look both intimidating and impressive. His gaze swept around the conference room before

how Mr. Berry managed to get this position. Your proposal is simply garbage – no wait – even garbage can be sorted into recyclable

of seniority, Cody was older than

Foley Group was founded by members of both the Foley family and Berry family along with several other original shareholders. After Foster, Cody’s brother passed away, his shares were transferred to Cody

held 10% of shares in total, thanks to Foster’s connections, Cody managed to become department manager at the

down inside he felt dissatisfied towards Kelvin’s iron-fisted management style. Today being publicly humiliated like this caused Cody’s temper flare up instantly; slamming down his pen onto the table, he rolled up his sleeves and pointed accusingly at Kelvin while cursing loudly. “You think you’re some kind of god or something?

doing market research, you were probably still

Manager immediately!” This sudden display of defiance from Cody made things even more tense inside the conference room; several small leaders who followed him began trembling nervously. If

and walked to

thought his words had frightened Kelvin and that

of an elder. He pushed up his brown glasses on his nose while avoiding Kelvin’s sharp gaze. “Kelvin, what do you

could finish speaking, a cool hand suddenly gripped him

crisp sound as bones rubbed together at the joints which startled everyone. The next moment, Cody screamed in pain. The screams echoed throughout the

say lightly, “The thing I hate most is when