Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 657

Maja didn’t fancy spilling the beans about her relationship with lan, so she just sucked it up.

“Mr Raymond said he’s lost interest in me. I can’t keep him around, so I gotta find a new path, she admitted, showing she was well aware that she was getting on

his nerves.

Beck’s eyebrows furrowed, puzzled by the statement. Upon hearing these words, he felt uncomfortable.

Though he himself was a bit of a player, he subconsciously believed that Maja shouldn’t be the kind of person to be messed around with.

On the contrary, it was more likely she would be the one playing around with others.

“You shouldn’t worry about it. There are plenty of fish in the sea besides lan,” he said.

However, his family had once warned him not to cross paths with lan.

“When lan was in North America, he was burning the midnight oil studying data on Wall Street. Wall Street was the turf of the big shots, and his sudden appearance as a young guy stirred the pot. They say they tossed lan into an underground fight club,” he shared.

Maja felt a pang in her heart. She had never seen this so–called underground fight club, but if it was a plaything for the rich, it must be brutal.

She looked at Beck, waiting for him to continue. But he paused, then turned to look at her.

“Mr. Sanders, what happened next? How did he get out?”

tapping his finger on

accumulated wealth there. Now, the whole underground fight club is his turf. They say he got it through some do–or–die

steering wheel tightened. She couldn’t believe

to lan, but she

hint of a smile as he

a staggering income daily. Later, lan returned to Wall Street and used that money for a huge acquisition. Because of this, many people decided to jump off the

break the law, but they used the loopholes in the law to

how lan once told her in Crystalbrook Valley, sometimes information asymmetry

hint of a smile

up peacefully. lan doesn’t seem like the type

didn’t say anything more. She had learned enough about lan recently.

more she knew about him, the deeper she realized the darkness behind

of a five-story mansion. The iron gate slowly opened and

of attention today, so she followed

Beck, after all,

man in his fifties in the center,

sat closest to the chandelier, the cold white light making

lit, when lan looked at people, it always seemed like there were

had the

was chatting happily with

turned his head expressionlessly, he saw a man

found the scene a