Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Thinking of Her

“Yes, Ms. Koch!”

John promptly stepped forward and dragged the dazed and battered Sariah to the basement.

Aylin leaned back on the couch, taking a short break. John, with his quick and efficient movements, soon finished what he was doing and returned.

“Ms. Koch, I’ve finished handling it.”

John had just heard Sariah’s clamor and was worried. After some thought, he reminded, “Ms. Koch, from what I gathered from her words, it seems like she found someone to back her up. I’m concerned for your safety. Do you think we should arrange for someone to protect you daily?”

“No need.”

Aylin raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered, “With her limited abilities, she won’t find anyone reliable. No matter who it is, just let them come!”

When Aylin spoke these words, her tone was firm, her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and resolute, as if she had completely transformed from the inexperienced Aylin of the past!

No matter who Sariah gets involved with, she always finds a way to solve the problem!

John looked at her with confidence, and his worries faded away. “Ms. Koch is becoming more and more decisive,” he said.

“By the way, Ms. Koch, I have some results from the investigation you asked me to conduct,” John whispered to Aylin as he moved closer. “It seems that Hanson has recently suffered losses in his antique dealings and is quite anxious at home. He’s been borrowing money from all around, hoping to reverse the situation.”

“Can he turn the tables?”

Hanson, a coward pretending to be tough, had his sights set too high and his skills too low. How could he possibly manage antiques? Upon hearing this, a hint of a mocking smile appeared on Aylin’s lips.

“Give him a hand, let him turn the tables, and then crush him with one foot!”

Aylin was resting comfortably here, while the lights at the Delacruz’s house were shining brightly.

The study seemed to have become a prison for memories, Gavyn closed the door, temporarily sealing away the past.

If he doesn’t do this, his mind can’t help but conjure up images of Aylin – not the Aylin he knows now, but the one who used to take care of matters for him and selflessly devoted herself to him.

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alcohol at the banquet, a restless mood calls for a soothing bath

his lean and slender body in the warm currents.

drying his body, he changed into a set

annoyance and frustration seemed to have been washed away by the gentle flow of water. When he entered the living room, his face no longer had the chilling, intimidating expression it had

living room for quite some time. Even though he had been here many times

suit, standing up. “Mr. Delacruz, are

“Yes.”

packaged zardozi exhibit. “Take this to the company and have the marketing department research

was taken aback, “Mr. Delacruz, so you’re planning to expand the embroidery

else?” Gavyn raised

dared not meet the man’s gaze and immediately lowered his head to carefully take the zardozi exhibit. “Ah, I understand now. I’ll take care of this matter first

understand the

as to why Gavyn would buy an exhibit he didn’t like. It turned out that it wasn’t for collecting, but rather for expanding

expected from the

things with

been making a comeback, and it won’t be long before embroidery becomes a headline topic. Seizing the early market opportunities is often the most. crucial aspect of investing, and even the second person to venture into

emotional issues, it must be said that Gavyn’s business acumen is

Lloyd couldn’t help but

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clear that he didn’t choose her. He’s completely focused on his career, and there’s no one quite

of his own medicine.

I’ll go ahead and

to himself, Lloyd, holding

remembered something and turned

Mr. Waylon Kline seems to be investigating the embroidery

“Waylon?”

as he went upstairs,

left, Gavyn returned to his bedroom with

going to explore

felt that things were not as simple

phone

busy tone, Waylon’s languid voice came through. “Hey, you’re not sleeping this late and looking for me. Are