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.

for Mr. Thornton." Irene was stopped by a few burly

lead bodyguard asked expressionlessly, "Do you have an

occasion, Irene would have wanted

was no guest who had to make an appointment to visit the host. What kind of rule was that? It was

appointment, but Mr. Thornton should know me. Please

reveal her name because she was uncertain whether Pierre

am sorry, but I cannot help you

that

head and explained, "You

never anticipated being delayed for such a prolonged period. This bodyguard

location. Otherwise, Irene

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

not even had any food all the time. Despite the discomfort in her stomach, she endured it and took

follow me. I will escort you." The waiter emerged and guided Irene to Pierre after seeking his permission. His demeanor was

thoughts and reminded herself of her purpose for coming here several times before accompanying the waiter to

play golf. He grasped the club with both hands and leaned forward slightly. He aimed at the target and executed the swing

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

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

handed his club to the attendant standing nearby. He then

go and bit her lip, suppressing the overwhelming

a tall, elegant woman, adorned in international luxury

Pierre approached, the woman smiled and handed

used the handkerchief

and glanced

hands and reclined on the chair, crossing his legs and letting out a contented

speaking, Irene walked up to him and said softly, "Mr. Thornton, if you're not in the mood

humble, and Pierre could not

opened his eyes to look at Irene. Then he said indifferently, "As the heir of the Wade Group, is this how you speak to people? It's no wonder the Wade Group is

grandfather is indeed getting old now. He is not