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.”

didn’t take it to heart. She knew

mainly about the compensation for the villagers of the East Village. This was the project Becky had taken over the

Elvin made things difficult for her in

a backup plan earlier this year. What I said to the villagers last night were not empty words. This is just business. Aren’t both

sense, but it was unheard of for a new manager to scold a CEO like this. For a moment, the air in the meeting room

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

so they just kept silent, lest they offend

ten seconds had passed since Becky finished speaking, but nobody said

smiled and looked at Myron Barrett, the

enthusiastically. “Miss Ramos surely is young, but I agree with her. The East Village has been trying to take advantage of us because they

manager, who was sitting next to Myron, nodded

was so mad that his face turned a little purple. He shot Becky a glance and

last few words

and smiled. “I won’t