Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Becky looked at Doran calmly. “You’ve got me all wrong. How could I threaten you? You are reluctant to leave your homes, and we don’t want to force you.”

What Becky meant was obvious. If the villagers agreed to the compensation plan and moved, Fairway Group would give them the compensation. Otherwise, Fairway Group would carry out the second plan and the villagers wouldn’t get a penny.

“Bullshit! This is nothing but bullshit! I want to see Mr. Perkins. Call him right now!” Doran was so angry that veins stood out on his forehead as he shouted. He looked at Becky as if he was going to beat her up.

But Becky remained unfazed. She locked eyes with Doran firmly and said slowly, “Mr. Perkins has given me the full authority on this matter.”

After a slight pause, she added, “Besides, I’m only doing what he asked me to do.”

If Elvin wanted to embarrass her, then she would answer in kind.

“You bitch! What bullshit are you talking about? He promised me yesterday that as long as I—”

“Miss Ramos, thank you for taking the time to meet with us. Allow us to think it over before we get back to you with an answer.”

Briar, who was sitting next to Doran, interrupted him mid-sentence. He looked at Becky and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. His attitude was friendly enough.

Becky rolled up the blueprint and said expressionlessly, “Three days. I will only give you three days to think about it. Once the construction starts, it will be too late.”

After saying that, Becky glanced at Talia and nodded.

The two women gathered their things and walked out of the room.

the private room, Becky swayed a little bit. The strong effect

drunk four glasses of liquor, and it had been a long time since she drank

helped her up and asked worriedly, “Are

“I need to

“I’ll go with you.”

smiled and shook her head. “No, thanks. I can walk by myself. But could you call a designated driver for

drunk a lot, they couldn’t drive

boss looked as calm as usual, Talia gave in. “Okay, I’ll call

looked for the washroom, stumbling slightly

liquor was really

The waiter said that it was just around

“Sorry…”

when she turned the corner, which sobered her up somewhat. When she looked up and saw that it was Devin, she smiled in

looked at her ruddy cheeks

“A little…”

helplessly. “Where are

pointed to the washroom behind him

and smiled. “Oh, I see. Go

want to talk to Devin