Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Becky sensed that someone was staring at her and turned to look, only to find that Rory’s car was next to hers.

How unlucky!

She raised her eyebrows and quickly looked away.

Minutes ticked by but the traffic was unrelenting. At nine o’clock, Talia called. “Miss Ramos, will you attend the meeting later?”

“Yes. Please tell Mr. Perkins that I’m stuck in traffic and will be there in around ten minutes.”

“Okay, will do.”

Fortunately, as soon as she got off the phone with Talia, the road ahead cleared up.

Becky hurried to Fairway Group. The meeting was to be held at nine o’clock, and she was running late. By the time she arrived, the conference room was already full of people.

Becky pushed the door open and walked in. Elvin looked up at her and said with displeasure, “Miss Ramos is finally here. Let’s start.”

She knew she was in

the villagers of the East Village. This was the project Becky had taken over the previous night, and the final result could

difficult for her

backup plan earlier this year. What I said to the villagers last night were not empty words. This is just business. Aren’t both parties supposed to cooperate? If the other party refuses to budge, then we have to adjust. Since we have a backup plan, there’s no need to bend over backward to accommodate the

new manager to scold a CEO like this. For a moment, the air in the meeting room was

of prestige. However, Becky was new here, and people with insight

people present weren’t stupid, so they just

since Becky finished speaking, but

expected this. She smiled and looked at Myron

other in private. When she turned to him, Myron spoke up enthusiastically. “Miss Ramos surely is young, but I agree with her. The East Village has been trying to take advantage of

department manager, who was sitting next to Myron, nodded

a little purple. He shot Becky

last few

at him calmly and smiled. “I won’t