The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The news of Sean’s arrest had spread like wildfire across the internet, completely stealing the limelight.

Just half a month after taking over the Lewis Company from Boris, Sean found himself wearing silver bracelets and living behind bars.

How quickly things can change.

Netizens joked that the position of CEO of the Lewis Company was cursed and would bring misfortune to whoever held it.

After all, two CEOs had met with unfortunate fates, one unconscious and one imprisoned. Bad news has wings.

Whether someone was fanning the flames or not, Sean’s story was known throughout the internet and even spread to Galia.

Mr. Collins wasn’t surprised to receive a call from Sean, but his attitude was indifferent. “Mr. Yates, our cooperation is over.”

The implication was clear: while they were cooperating, they were partners. But now that their cooperation had ended, Sean’s fate was none of his concern.

Sean understood and shouted angrily, “Mr. Hailey! You can’t abandon me! We have a common enemy! We’re on the same side! If you save me, I’ll work even harder for you!”.

Mr. Collins laughed hoarsely. “Many people are willing to sacrifice their lives for me. You’re not the only one.”

In his view, Sean had lost his value.

When Boris didn’t know his identity, he was a powerful weapon. Unfortunately, his identity had been exposed.

“Mr. Hailey!” Sean never expected such ruthlessness, and he growled, “You can’t do this to me!”

Mr. Collins hung up the phone without another word.

Hearing the beeps from the phone, Sean was overcome with anxiety and fury.

He threw the phone to the ground in anger.

It seemed that even Mr. Hailey – his best chance at salvation – had abandoned him.

Was he really going to jail?

No!

Since Mr. Hailey was ruthless, he would show the man no mercy.

A firm determination flashed across Sean’s eyes. “I want to see Ziana!”

received the notice from the police station,

would Sean want

think there was anything

he wants to see me, what else did he say?” Ziana asked Donald, “Repeat his words,

cleared his throat solemnly and imitated Sean’s low, ominous voice. “Tell Ziana to come to see me. I have something crucial to tell her. If she

pondered, resting her cheek on her hand. “If I don’t go, I’ll regret it for the rest of my

his eyes and said softly, “Maybe

thought, Ziana suddenly said, “Donald, prepare

are you going?”

and was walking outside. Donald, stunned for a moment,

An hour later.

arms folded across her chest. “Speak quickly if you have something to say.

with contempt and disdain.

at her, admiring her proud eyes, high nose bridge, and cherry lips. No wonder Boris was smitten.

to say, I’m

his voice. “If you can get me out of here, I’ll tell you

then scoffed, “I’m not interested

crucial, not just to you but also to Boris. You’ll regret

voice was soft as she

charm. “If you help me

first, and then I’ll help you,” Ziana countered.

steely. “No!

tell me

won’t mention it,” Sean stated

would compromise, but the concept of compromise

don’t want to hear it

he who had invited her here, acting so haughty while seeking her help. Ziana felt he was utterly clueless about

she pushed back her chair, rose to her feet, and

her departure, Sean panicked immediately.

finally persuaded Ziana to come, if she left

teeth and called out desperately, “Don’t go! I have something

him no heed.

and said, “Someone helped me

in her tracks.

implored, “Miss Scott, please come back. We can

it was Ziana’s turn to toy with him. “Can you see who holds