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.

beginning, but after the first glass of wine, his boss controlled the host.

another unconsciously.

o’clock in

Yeats to

uncertainly, “Are you planning to let Mr. Yeats

“You can leave now.”

if Mr. Yeats vomited

bad mood.

look in his eyes, Jason said,

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

reluctantly and finally left.

was sleeping

and searched for a question on line, how to

woman you like.

that he had confirmed his feelings for

was confirmed, he

her. Maybe

his mobile phone. When he saw

find topics that she is interested in. Third,

finally, do what

had her

But the topic….

want to talk to him at

she didn’t need any gift. Except for the time when she used his credit card to vent her anger and bought a lot of

this, he threw his phone on

were too useless. He had to figure it out on

own.

the coffee

Yeats on the sofa.

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

leisurely, Jason asked in a low

Wilson Yeats looked at him with a frown,

water,

Wilson Yeats was still in a drunken state. After muttering the

ייליי

to be like

down the teacup and looked at a drunkard. “What do you

ex–husband of Sarah!” Wilson Yeats pointed at him with blurred eyes

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

Wilson Yeats, who looked like a naughty child, said angrily, “Do you want to force my lovely

at him with deep

Yeats was still pissed and immersed himself in his own fantasy world, “Let me tell you. I’m a

reached for his

call Chris to get the man

he

want to do?” Wilson Yeats pressed the phone. He felt dizzy because of the

you a bowl of

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”

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