Starting with A Divorce

Starting with A Divorce Chapter 515

Chapter 515 A Nuisance

What Zoie said was already unpleasant to hear.

Zoie had expected Irene to burst out, or at the very least, retort her sharply.

Unexpectedly, Irene was indeed angry but quickly composed herself. After giving them a cold glance, she just left as if nothing had happened.

Zoie’s hands and feet turned cold. She froze there. The blood in her entire body seemed to stop flowing.

Irene did not say anything, but the disdain in her eyes made Zoie feel as small as an ant.

On what grounds?

The Wade Group is about to go bankrupt. Where does Irene get the confidence?

The other woman beside Zoie secretly pulled on her sleeves and asked in hushed tones, “Zoie, are you going to let her go just like that?’

Zoie shot her a cold stare and said, “Then, why don’t you leave her behind and beat her up to help me vent my anger?”

The woman who spoke smiled awkwardly and retreated to the back, not daring to speak again.

Even though Irene had encountered Zoie, a difficult person, she still learned something from Zoie’s words.

It was true that the Wade Group had not yet reached bankruptcy, but if things continued to go on like this, the outcome was already predetermined.

This had to stop now.

Irene immediately called for a taxi and gave the driver an address, asking him to drive her there as fast as possible.

The opportunity could not be missed. She could not give up any hope.

me. I’m looking for Mr. Thornton.” Irene was stopped by a few burly bodyguards at the

lead bodyguard asked expressionlessly, “Do you have

it weren’t for the occasion,

appointment to visit the host. What kind of rule was that?

but Mr. Thornton should know me. Please inform him that a representative from the Wade Group is here

not to reveal her name because she was uncertain whether Pierre would

replied, “I am sorry, but I cannot

and yet she had condescended to speak to him. “Are you not concerned that I might be an important guest? Can you bear the responsibility if you get in the way of a

explained, “You have misunderstood, Miss. Mr.

anticipated being delayed for such a prolonged period.

location. Otherwise, Irene

take him at least twenty minutes to drive

all the time. Despite the discomfort in her

follow me. I will escort you.” The waiter emerged and guided Irene to Pierre after seeking his

reminded herself of her purpose for coming here several times before

was now Pierre’s turn to play golf. He grasped the club with both hands and leaned forward slightly. He aimed at the target and executed the swing with great seriousness. The ball soared

it came to a sudden stop less than one inch from the hole, and a

a formal smile, came over and clapped her hands. “It seems that you’re a regular golf player here, Mr. Thornton. The rules state that three strokes are allowed to enter the hole. I

club to the attendant standing nearby. He then turned to walk

and bit her lip, suppressing the overwhelming sense of shame she felt. She followed him, her steps

the lounge chair stood a tall, elegant woman, adorned in

woman smiled and handed

used the handkerchief

and glanced at the

his hands and reclined on the chair, crossing his legs and letting out a contented

Irene walked up to him and said softly, “Mr. Thornton, if you’re not in the mood to talk right now, I can wait. When you’re finished resting, would

and

indifferently, “As the heir of