This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

“She is definitely something to be able to hang out with Melody Stryder.” Rebecca shot a glance at the woman next to Tina as she quietly explained, “Melody is the granddaughter of one of the ministers in Norfolk who has just retired—Mr. Stryder. If you can hang out with her, you don’t have to worry about your connections.”

Sonia had seldom mingled in society before this, so she did not know many people in the business circle, let alone folks from another city. No wonder Tina has drastically lowered her stance.

Tina’s background was nothing to a figure like Melody.

“Oh, so you’re President Fuller’s ex-wife?” Melody shot a disdainful glance at Sonia without a slightest trace of respect at all. “Since we have all met each other, let’s have a few rounds of games together. Are you willing to join us?”

Let alone poker, Sonia did not even want to talk to Tina.

However, Sonia had learned how to read people’s facial expressions after suffering in Jean’s hands over the years. As soon as Melody started speaking, she knew that this was not a person whom she could cross.

“Of course. The person we are waiting for is only arriving at 10:00 PM.” Sonia was well aware that she was nothing at this moment. Hence, she did not want to be in a situation where she was bullied by Melody just because she had annoyed Melody. “I’m not good at poker, though. I hope you don’t mind.”

Melody merely snorted before she left in her high heels.

“Don’t worry. It’s just for passing the time.” It was only after Melody left that Tina dared to speak. “If you really can’t play, we’ll go easy on you.”

Tina had learned from her friends that Sonia lost hundreds of thousands when she played poker with Mr. King from Dwells.

According to the waiter, Sonia was just a beginner who could not even play poker.

I’m definitely taking my revenge for the anger I felt at the watch store in the afternoon!

Sonia smiled. “Thanks, Miss Gray.”

While walking with Sonia to the private room, Rebecca asked quietly, “President Reed, are you really bad at poker? Why didn’t you reject them? I think she thinks of you as an enemy. What if she lays a trap for you while you are playing with them?”

“She already laid the trap when we met earlier. Melody is obvious on Tina’s side. Even if she lays a trap later, I have to knowingly walk into it.”

Rebecca shot her a glance. “Oh! You are too miserable!”

When the four of them entered the private room, they walked to a table for poker and quickly started the game after the distribution of cards.

basic rules. When she looked at Sonia playing again, she

Sonia lost to both Tina and Rebecca for two consecutive rounds, a striking smile

the words ‘TF’?”

played a card, but she did not

Sonia’s face. “I don’t feel comfortable that you still have a tattoo of his name on your body even after you guys have divorced.

Reed’s freedom to choose whatever tattoo she likes for her body. Her card skills are quite lousy, yet you are using this as the bet. You

you interjecting?” Melody pouted her red lips in annoyance. “How

in anger and wanted

accept it.” Sonia smiled gently with peace and calmness in her eyes. “However, what would you do if you lost, Miss

well as Seafield and I will never return again. If you think I’m

at the game. Are you really planning to have this bet with me? It’s not a joke?”

serious. Everyone here

Then, the winner will be the one to win two out of three rounds.” With that, Sonia played a card

looked at the card, her smile even looked vindictive. I’m

that the first round started was when Rebecca knew Sonia was

sighed. “I really don’t want to see you lose. I’ll go out

as she entered the toilet cubicle, she took a cigarette from her bag and lit it. At this moment,

“What are you doing?”

boss playing poker with someone else,” she responded lazily with a

for someone in Seafield, yet you

his children in the beginning. Now that he’s about to die, he only remembers his son and wants to make it up to him. Then, he asked us to find that son of his! You better advise that old man

the bodyguard of the Hayes’ Family. If they let you live, you live; if they want you dead, you have to die.

a puff of smoke before she unwillingly responded, “I’m sorry for

master’s men have already gone to

Family in Norfolk to me. I’m

send the information to your email later. I have received news that he had once stayed in

“Got it, Mr. Bayes.”

after a few minutes of the phone call. She headed out of the washroom when she flushed

private room, she saw a tall man in the club’s black uniform with a platter in his hands while he spoke

she saw his face, her pupils