The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 947 Mrs. Moore

For a moment, the room was shocked.

External cost quotation was confidential, and no one would know unless they were insiders.

“How do you know this, Ms. Quimbey?”

“Is that true?”

“What’s their relationship?”.

Sean regained his composure, and he fixed his gaze on Yvette with a deadly

stare.

A slightly fat woman sitting next to him looked a little mean. She recognized Yvette and immediately stood up.

“Ms. Quimbey, did Sean not give you enough money? Or are you not satisfied with the amount? What’s your motive for causing trouble now?”

Yvette glanced at the woman and gave a cold laugh.

again, Mrs.

confident for a mistress. M s. Quimbey’s skin is really extraordinarily thick. Now that you’ve been dumped, you’re throwing the

nothing more than to tear her apart. How dare Yvette show up

was stimulated by the word ‘ mistress’ and her face instantly

behind the wall and stood next to Yvette with a

focused on

the initiative to pester Yvette, Yvette wouldn’t have taken a fancy to someone like him at all. You should put a leash on your dog. Don’t let i trun out and bite

not

turned

knew what was happening, but they had to lower their heads and pretend

dared to act as if

from across the room and knew

not look up to

try her best

lukewarm eyes, and said provokingly, “That’s right. I have so many boyfriends around me. Why should I need to find a man from the garbage? Sean is the scummiest and worst person I’ve ever dated. I just didn’t expect there to be a garbage collection station

to explicitly saying Mrs. Moore’s

wasting time on the verbal argument. She looked at Yvette and then at the people from

as to fabricate a quotation

instantly drew their attention to

Mrs. Moore obviously panicked…