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.

but she quickly searched for some tutorials and knew the basic rules. When she looked at Sonia playing again,

for two consecutive rounds, a striking smile appeared on Tina’s

you have a tattoo around your waist with the words ‘TF’?” Tina suddenly asked. “It’s

she did not

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

President 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 are obviously

speaking, so why are you interjecting?” Melody pouted

and wanted to

in her eyes. “However, what would you do if

will leave Toby as well as Seafield and I will never return again. If you think I’m bullying you, I can ask someone else

fine. I think I’m pretty good at the game. Are you really planning to have this bet with me?

confidently, “I’m serious. Everyone here is our

of three rounds.” With that, Sonia

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

was when Rebecca knew Sonia was bound to lose after she

really don’t want to see you

public restroom. As soon as she entered the toilet cubicle, she

“What are you doing?”

else,” she responded lazily with a puff of smoke. “Why? Are you coming

you to look for someone in Seafield, yet

deserves it! He deserted his wife and 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!

Hayes’ Family. If they let you live, you live; if they want you dead, you

before she unwillingly responded, “I’m sorry for saying that. I won’t do

young master’s men have already gone

about the Stryder Family in Norfolk to me. I’m being bullied

them, you better start looking for the young master. I’ll ask my people to send the information to your email later. I have

“Got it, Mr. Bayes.”

phone call. She headed

private room, she saw a tall man in the club’s

she saw his face, her pupils