Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Stevie’s trip to Bluepond wasn’t a secret. The plane he was on set off at three o’clock in the afternoon and would arrive at Bluepond at about six o’clock. As soon as Becky arrived at the airport, Stevie’s flight landed.

Elvin had planned to send someone to pick up Stevie from the airport, but the latter had asked his secretary to refuse.

Stevie had come to Bluepond not only to inspect the situation of Fairway Group, but also to see how Becky was doing after divorcing Rory.

The days in February didn’t last very long. It was only six o’clock in the evening when the sun dipped in the horizon.

Although Becky saw Stevie from a distance, she didn’t call him for fear of being photographed by the paparazzi. She waited patiently until he and his secretary came to her. “Dad,” she greeted softly.

Stevie looked her up and down and then nodded in satisfaction. “You look good.”

Becky smiled. “Jessie has made us a reservation at a restaurant. Let’s go there now.”

Jessie and Becky had practically grown up together. The two went to the same kindergarten, primary school, high school, and even university. When Becky announced that she was going to marry Rory, Stevie said he would cut ties with her. During Becky’s three-year marriage, he only managed to keep up with her situation from Jessie.

The two families were familiar with each other, and Stevie treated Jessie as his daughter. “How is Jessie? Is her studio still open?”

it down a while back, but she plans to reopen it in a few

She had a brother and several cousins who ran the family business. There was no

“See, Becky? You could

like making money.” Becky rolled her eyes

lying. There was something about making money that made Becky

the family of three lived a modest life in an ordinary house,

she was a child, which was somewhat strange for Becky because an ordinary kid shouldn’t have

in the third grade, Becky spent the winter and summer vacations selling roses to make her

beautiful as she was talkative, assets which helped

she asked her uncle to send her a lot of beautiful clothes from Haigeny, the city he was staying in. After school on

two girls earned tens of thousands of dollars that same

its wealth. High school was time-consuming, and Becky had to coach Jessie and Vernon every day, so she couldn’t

marrying Rory, she would have started

clear today. It didn’t take long before Becky made it to the restaurant Jessie had

box, Jessie greeted in a sweet voice, “Uncle Stevie, you