Luther shrugged, “Didn’t bring it.”

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?!” Joyce was not calm. It was obvious that he was the one who wanted a divorce, and they made a trip early in the morning for nothing.

“You didn’t ask.” Joyce, “……”

Aaron glanced at them, and did not make a sound. The boss’s documents had always been kept by him.
Did the boss forget it? Should he remind it? He was struggling whether he should remind his boss or not for a while. Then, he decided to pretend he knew nothing at all.

“Go back to the main house and rest, and get Jamie here.” Luther instructed him and left the civil service.

Jamie was the family doctor at the Warner family and came by the last time when Grandma fell down in a faint.

It seemed that they can’t divorce today. Joyce was also very tired after a night of tossing and turning.

It was just a matter of going back and catching up on sleep. They had to take a rain check on the application.

The divorce was just delayed.

As graduation approached, Joyce became busy with the school stuff.

Joyce couldn’t be bothered with the divorce for a while.

The internship project team of professor Owens’ automotive design eventually settled on a studio located inside the R&S Group headquarters.

has set aside half a floor on the 12th floor for the project team. The team has been busy in

Shelly and a few others were in the design team, while Charlotte was in the sales and promotion team. Shelly ended up in the project team through the

internship. Still, these people were in the same place. Today was the first day

own. Although she usually lived in the Warner family, she only let Aaron drove her to the subway entrance. After all,

front of the headquarters building, there was a giant fountain

be here. She stood downstairs looking up at this towering building. There were eighty or ninety floors, maybe. The golden glass seamlessly

power of money was

from her simple white shirt, black skirt

off your fancy clothes and you still

piercing, shrill taunt came from behind.

a bit familiar.

around and met a pair of sultry eyes that seemed to kill her on the spot. The fiery red dress, heavy makeup. It was Martha, the one

but she didn’t expect to meet Joyce downstairs. She inquired people about Joyce afterwards. An orphan with no background dared to compete with

dealt with it yet. What

clothes, “Look at the cheap clothes you’re wearing. You don’t deserve

didn’t want to look for trouble

sometimes seemed like a bigger provocation to

was irritated. She rushed forward, raised her hand to give

Martha’s wrist off, she

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