Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 515

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.

Irene was stopped by a few burly bodyguards at

lead bodyguard asked expressionlessly, "Do you have an

the occasion, Irene would have

had to make an appointment to visit the host. What kind of rule

as composed as possible. "I don't have an appointment, but Mr. Thornton should know me. Please inform

name because she was uncertain whether Pierre would agree

the bodyguard replied, "I am sorry,

was incensed. He was merely a bodyguard, and yet she had condescended to speak to him. "Are you not concerned that I might be

"You have misunderstood, Miss. Mr. Thornton is

why did you not tell me that earlier?" Irene never anticipated being

Pierre's location.

take him at least

any food all the time. Despite the discomfort in her

venue. Please follow me. I will escort you." The waiter emerged and guided Irene

of her purpose for coming here several times before accompanying the waiter

both hands and leaned forward slightly. He aimed at

the hole, it came to a sudden stop less than one inch from the hole, and a regretful voice echoed around

player here, Mr. Thornton. The rules state that three strokes are allowed to enter the hole. I believe the last one will make

up, silent, and handed his club to the attendant standing nearby. He then turned to walk towards

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

lounge chair stood a tall, elegant

woman smiled and handed him

used the handkerchief to

observed the scene and glanced at

reclined on the chair,

the mood to talk right now, I can wait. When you're finished resting, would you be willing to talk

humble, and

his brow and opened his eyes to look at Irene. Then he said indifferently, "As the heir

"Your grandfather is indeed getting old now.

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