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!”

notice from the police station, she was

would Sean want

there was anything left

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

low, ominous voice. “Tell Ziana to come to see me. I have something crucial to tell her. If she doesn’t come, she’ll regret it for the

on her hand. “If I don’t go, I’ll regret it for

and said softly, “Maybe he’s just playing

suddenly said, “Donald,

are you going?”

risen and was walking outside. Donald, stunned for a moment, quickly followed.

An hour later.

her chest. “Speak quickly if you have something to say. I don’t have time

was dripping with contempt

high nose bridge, and cherry

you have nothing to say, I’m leaving.”

into his voice. “If you can get me out of

raised an eyebrow, then scoffed, “I’m not interested

to you but also to Boris. You’ll regret it if you don’t listen!”

forward slightly. Her voice was soft as she said, “What is

easily swayed by her charm. “If you

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

steely. “No!

tell me first.”

it,”

compromise, but the concept of

don’t want to hear it anyway.”

seeking her help. Ziana felt he

her chair, rose to her feet, and strode out without

departure, Sean

finally persuaded Ziana to come, if she left now, who

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

him no

figure was on the verge of vanishing entirely, Sean shut his eyes and said, “Someone helped me deal

in

quickly implored, “Miss Scott,

it was Ziana’s turn to toy with him. “Can you see who holds the power here?”