Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 515 A Nuisance

What Zoie said was already unpleasant to hear.

Zoie had expected Irene to burst out, or at the very least, retort her sharply.

Unexpectedly, Irene was indeed angry but quickly composed herself. After giving them a cold glance, she just left as if nothing had happened.

Zoie's hands and feet turned cold. She froze there. The blood in her entire body seemed to stop flowing.

Irene did not say anything, but the disdain in her eyes made Zoie feel as small as an ant.

On what grounds?

The Wade Group is about to go bankrupt. Where does Irene get the confidence?

The other woman beside Zoie secretly pulled on her sleeves and asked in hushed tones, "Zoie, are you going to let her go just like that?’

Zoie shot her a cold stare and said, "Then, why don't you leave her behind and beat her up to help me vent my anger?"

The woman who spoke smiled awkwardly and retreated to the back, not daring to speak again.

Even though Irene had encountered Zoie, a difficult person, she still learned something from Zoie's words.

It was true that the Wade Group had not yet reached bankruptcy, but if things continued to go on like this, the outcome was already predetermined.

This had to stop now.

Irene immediately called for a taxi and gave the driver an address, asking him to drive her there as fast as possible.

The opportunity could not be missed. She could not give up any hope.

I'm looking for Mr. Thornton." Irene was stopped by a few burly bodyguards at the entrance of the

lead bodyguard asked expressionlessly, "Do you have an

weren't for the occasion, Irene would have

to visit the host. What

possible. "I don't have an appointment, but Mr. Thornton should know me. Please inform him that a representative from the

because she was uncertain whether Pierre would agree to

am sorry, but I cannot help

merely a bodyguard, and yet she had condescended to speak to him. "Are you not concerned that I might be an important guest? Can you bear

"You have misunderstood,

did you not tell me that earlier?" Irene never anticipated being delayed for such a

Pierre's location. Otherwise, Irene would have exploded with

his friends. It would take him at least twenty minutes to drive

even had any food all the time. Despite the discomfort in her stomach, she endured it and took a taxi to the

I will escort you." The waiter emerged and guided Irene to

reminded herself of her purpose for coming

both hands and leaned forward slightly. He aimed at the target and executed the

ball approached the hole, it came to a sudden stop less than one

clapped her hands. "It seems that you're a regular golf player here, Mr. Thornton. The rules state that three strokes are allowed

the attendant standing nearby. He then turned to walk

watched him go and bit her lip, suppressing the overwhelming sense of shame she felt. She followed him,

the lounge chair stood a tall,

the woman smiled and handed him a clean

the handkerchief

and glanced

chair, crossing his legs and letting

that Pierre was uninterested in speaking, Irene walked up to him and said softly, "Mr. Thornton, if you're not in the mood to talk right now, I can wait. When you're finished resting, would you be willing to talk

humble, and Pierre could not

said indifferently, "As the heir of the Wade Group, is this how you speak to people?

grandfather is indeed getting old now.