Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 63

At 6 p.m., Talia knocked on the door to Becky’s office. “Miss Ramos, the dinner is scheduled at half past six,” she reminded.

Hearing this, Becky raised her hand and rubbed her aching temples. “Thanks, Talia.”

It would take roughly twenty minutes to get to the restaurant if the traffic was okay.

Becky promptly shut off her computer, grabbed her things, and stood up to leave.

Talia was waiting for her by the door. “Will you need a driver?”

Becky shook her head. “No need. I can take us there.”

If she ended up drinking, she could just have a designated driver.

“Okay.”

They two headed straight to the basement parking lot. Noticing that Talia was following her, Becky stopped and said, “You can take your car.”

If she took her own car, Talia could drive home after dinner.

When she understood Becky’s intentions, she nodded and walked to her

to the restaurant, Talia briefed

the East Village’s head, and Briar Nixon, the director of the village committee, were going to be

later on, he was also the first one who went back

smart man.” And she liked to negotiate with

then went back on his word, following the example of the others. But it was he who

clicked her tongue.

general idea of what was going on, she ended the call with Talia. “Okay.

“See you, Miss Ramos.”

“Drive safe.”

traffic was light at that time, they made it to the restaurant

time Becky and Talia made it to their appointed private room,

waiter pushed the door open and let Becky

today, so he sent me in his stead. There was a traffic jam on the road, and I apologize for

looked a little dissatisfied, while Briar seemed unfazed. The latter even invited Becky to sit

said graciously, “Miss Ramos, thank you for coming. Our appointed time is half past six, so you’re

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