Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

On their way to dinner, Becky and Talia hit a traffic jam on the road. They made it to the restaurant only five minutes before the appointed time.

Becky stepped out of the car and strode inside the restaurant, her high heels clacking on the marble floor.

The private room was located on the fourth floor. Because it was dinner time, the elevator was full and stopped on almost every floor.

Becky looked down at her wristwatch. When she looked up, she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing outside the elevator on the third floor.

Denise?

Becky raised her eyebrows and looked away. Soon, the elevator doors slid to a close.

A few seconds later, the elevator doors opened again on the fourth floor and Becky walked out.

When she arrived at the private room, she found that the door was slightly ajar. It seemed that Robbie was on the phone inside.

His voice wasn’t that loud, but Becky overheard him saying into the phone, “Miss Casper…”

Hearing that, Becky raised her eyebrows and turned her head to look at Talia.

Talia nodded and knocked on the door. “Mr. Powell.”

Robbie quickly hung

walked in and smiled at Robbie. “I’m sorry for being late, Mr. Powell. There was a traffic

her being late. “Don’t worry about it, Miss Ramos. It’s a

“Still, I’m sorry.”

deal. But since you’re so sorry, then why not punish yourself by drinking a glass of

you can’t hold your liquor, then forget it.

and looked at the man in front of her. She didn’t know what he

world of business worked, so Becky knew that sharing a drink with Robbie was

can hold my drink. Please forgive me for

she raised her glass and downed half of its

into laughter. “You are so straightforward! I

mouth tilted

a long time. It should’ve gone without saying that the two parties would

her, so she played nice and drank a lot over dinner to

he’d need to reconsider

that the dinner tonight wouldn’t produce any desirable effect, so she wasn’t too disappointed. It was good enough that Robbie didn’t leave right away. She felt that the dinner had

what Robbie really meant, Becky didn’t bother to persuade him anymore. She said a few polite words and intended

Powell, let me

I know it wasn’t easy for you and your secretary to work till