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.

raised his hand to knock on door, the tightly

handsome face appeared right in front of Chris, but

meeting later. One employee mistakenly placed wrong LOGO header

oppressive. Everyone lowered their heads carefully, held onto their documents, afraid that Kelvin would

from mid-air describing perfect parabolic trajectory before landing accurately into trash can near the door

eyes flickered with sparks of fury. The muscles in his face twitched, and he clenched his lips tightly,

buttoned 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 settling on Cody. Without any mercy or hesitation, he launched into an

get this position. Your proposal is simply garbage – no wait – even garbage can be sorted into recyclable and non-recyclable categories. This proposal

of seniority, Cody was older than

with several other original shareholders. After Foster, Cody’s

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

always seen himself as Kelvin’s elder. Though he obeyed all orders given by Kelvin, deep 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? If it weren’t for our Berry family, there wouldn’t even be the Foley

market research, you

quit as Marketing Department 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 Cody resigned, what

and walked

and that Kelvin was trying to apologize to

an elder. He pushed up his brown glasses on his

could finish speaking, a cool hand suddenly gripped him

next moment, Cody screamed in pain. The screams echoed throughout the conference room

say lightly, “The thing I hate most is when people point their fingers at me while