Read of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Clayton sneered in his heart.
Those good words about him were because he could show a side of himself that he wanted others to
see.
He did not say those words himself, so he would not admit it.
Ann’s smile became completely strained. She looked at him with a cold gaze.
“Fine, then I’ll get to the point. Mr. Sloan, why don’t we make a deal?”
Clayton looked at her silently.
In Nicole’s home.
Yvette drank cup after cup, cursing as she drank and venting out all her aggression and resentment.
When she drank until she vomited, Nicole and Julie helped her to the bathroom to wash up, then took
her to the bed to rest.
The two of them also drank a lot, but at least they were still conscious.
Julie looked at the time. It was almost 10:00 pm.
“I have to go back.”
Nicole held her forehead. “It’s already so late. Just stay the night before leaving.”
Julie shook her head. “I can’t. I have a flight to Milan early tomorrow morning. I have a very important
show.”
Then, she walked to the table to get her phone. Turning it on, she realized that it was the wrong one.
“This is Yvette’s phone. Give it to her when she wakes up.”
Nicole nodded.
Suddenly, Julie narrowed her eyes and looked at the empty screen.
She showed it to Nicole.
“One whole night, but that man really didn’t even give Yvette a single call…”
Julie sighed. “Yvette’s relationship is too rough. That man doesn’t care as much about her as she
thought, right?”
Nicole laughed.
“If he cared, it wouldn’t be us chasing after her but him.” Julie felt that there was truth in those words.
She hoped that Yvette would be able to get out of this fruitless relationship in time. She took her bag and
went to put on her coat. Nicole made a phone call. “Wait a few minutes. I’ll have the driver drop you off.
You drank, so don’ t drive yourself.”
Julie nodded and did not refuse.
After a while, the driver arrived, and Julie left.
Nicole propped herself up and poured Yvette a cup of water, placing it at the bedside table. She planned
to go back and wash up before sleeping.
Just after she washed up, the doorbell rang.
Nicole thought about it and went over to open the door.
Sure enough, it was Clayton.
She narrowed her eyes, a little drunk. Her face was slightly flushed.
“Aren’t your fingerprints registered? Why didn’t you just come in?”
She had to come all the way to open the door for him! Clayton laughed and pinched her soft cheeks. She
was really bright and beautiful.
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