Divorce Is The Best Choice

Divorce Is The Best Choice By Riley Mccarthy Chapter 165

Chapter 165 Don’t worry, I’d rather die than give in

Should he tell the CEO about it?

While he was thinking,

He asked in the group, “Is it a rumor? It seems that he doesn’t seem to be a person who

will do such a thing.”

“Don’t judge a person by his appearance. How do you know what he looks like in private?”

“It seems to be true. Several CEOS who had dinner with Jason Noth at that time saw with

their own eyes that he accepted a woman.”

“My lord! So he is actually like this.”

For these comments.

Nicolas Mccoy forwarded all of them to himself.

He wanted to show Wilson Yeats all the messages tomorrow.

Jason Noth didn’t know these things yet. Looking at the drunk man again, he stood up indifferently and let Wilson Yeats lie on the sofa.

Seeing this, Chris was a little confused. “Boss, you…”

“Send him to my place,” said Jason decisively.

“Are you sure?”

Chris asked tentatively.

He knew that his boss was a neat freak. Except for the people he really cared about, he would not allow anyone to step into his private domain.

But now…..

How could he let Mr. Yeats live in his house?

With an incomprehensible expression in his deep and narrow eyes, Jason only answered

him with one single word, “Yes.”

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Chris was confused, but he didn’t ask more.

He carried Yeats on his back.

He didn’t drink tonight. It was his boss and Mr. Yeats who had been drinking all the

time.

but after

another unconsciously.

nine o’clock in the

sent Wilson Yeats

sofa, he asked uncertainly, “Are you planning to let

“You can leave now.”

alone?” if Mr. Yeats vomited later, the boss would probably be

bad mood.

a clear look in his eyes,

he said, Chris couldn’t say anything else. He took a look

reluctantly and finally left.

who was

Instead, he took out his phone and searched for a question on line, how

woman you like.

he had confirmed his

he had to take some

were too many good–looking people around her. Maybe there would be someone more good–looking than

web pages popping on his mobile phone. When he saw the answers, there

Second, find topics that she is interested in. Third, give

finally, do what she likes to do with

her phone

But the topic….

Sarah didn’t want to talk

for the time when she used his credit card to

his phone on the

on the Internet were too useless. He had to figure

own.

the coffee table, the sound

Yeats on the sofa.

his eyes and woke up. He sat up slowly and looked blankly in front of him, as if confirming

leisurely, Jason asked

you?” Wilson Yeats looked at him with a frown, and

of the water, Jason

Yeats was still in a drunken state. After

ייליי

be

and looked at a drunkard. “What

Yeats pointed at him

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

kidnap me to your house?” Wilson Yeats, who looked like a naughty child, said angrily, “Do you want

at him with

me tell you. I’m a

reached for his

Chris to get

did he bring him

He felt dizzy because of the

order you a bowl of

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”

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