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.

his hand to knock on

handsome face appeared right in front of Chris, but he felt that Mr. Foley’s mood seemed particularly

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

parabolic trajectory before

with sparks of fury. The

head of the table sat a man dressed in a black three-piece suit, paired with a white shirt buttoned up to the top. He had an icy-cold demeanor that made him look both intimidating and impressive. His gaze

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

seniority, Cody was

both the Foley family and Berry family along with several other

the company. Furthermore, due to Abbie’s complicated relationship with

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

market research, you were probably still wearing

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 would they do? Some wanted to say something comforting but

up and

frightened Kelvin and that Kelvin

demeanor of an elder. He pushed

a

joints which startled everyone. The next moment, Cody screamed in pain. The screams echoed

the man’s voice say lightly, “The thing I hate most is when people