Starting with A Divorce

Starting With A Divorce Chapter 515

Starting With A Divorce Chapter 515

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.

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

The lead bodyguard asked expressionlessly, “Do you have an appointment?”

If it weren’t for the occasion, Irene would have wanted to swear.

There was no guest who had to make an appointment to visit the host. What kind of rule was that? It was simply absurd.

Irene took a deep breath and tried to remain as composed as possible. “I don’t have an appointment, but Mr. Thornton should know me. Please inform him that a representative from the Wade Group is here to visit. I am confident that he will want to meet with me.”

Irene chose not to reveal her name because she was uncertain whether Pierre would agree to see her.

However, without hesitation, the bodyguard replied, “I am sorry, but I cannot help you deliver the message.”

Irene was incensed. He was merely a bodyguard, 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 good deal?”

The bodyguard calmly shook his head and explained, “You have misunderstood, Miss. Mr. Thornton is not here.”

“Then why did you not tell me that earlier?” Irene never anticipated being delayed for such a prolonged period. This bodyguard was really an Idiot.

Thankfully, the bodyguard eventually disclosed Pierre’s location. Otherwise, Irene would have exploded with fury.

Pierre was playing golf with his friends. It would take him at least twenty minutes to drive from the nearby stadium to the villa.

Irene had not even had any food all the time. Despite the discomfort in her stomach, she endured it and took a taxi to the golf course.

“Miss, Mr. Thornton has reserved the entire venue. Please follow me. I will escort you.” The waiter emerged and guided Irene to Pierre after seeking his permission. His demeanor was exceedingly courteous.

Irene collected her thoughts and reminded herself of her purpose for coming here several times before accompanying the waiter to see Pierre.

It 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 forward.

As the ball approached the hole, it came to a sudden stop less than one inch from the hole, and a regretful voice echoed around him.

Irene, wearing 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 believe the last one will make it in.”

Pierre stood up, silent, and handed his club to the attendant standing nearby. He then turned to walk towards the relaxation area.

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

Next to the lounge chair stood a tall, elegant woman, adorned in international luxury accessories.

As Pierre approached, the woman smiled and handed him a clean handkerchief.

Pierre used the handkerchief to clean his hands.

Irene observed the scene and glanced at the woman.

Pierre quickly wiped his hands and reclined on the chair, crossing his legs and letting out a contented sigh.

Seeing that Pierre was uninterested in speaking, 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 you be willing to talk to me for a few minutes?”

Her tone was very humble, and Pierre could not ignore her.

He furrowed his brow and opened his eyes to look at Irene. Then he said indifferently, “As the heir of the Wade Group, is this how you speak to people? It’s no wonder the Wade Group is declining.”

Seeing that Irene’s face paled, Pierre sneered and continued, “Your grandfather is indeed getting old now. He is not as visionary as before.”

Irene, however, couldn’t bear it any longer. She had to resort to pinching her palm with her nails to stay composed.

“Mr. Thornton, you can teach me whenever you’re available. But, I came here today to discuss something important with you.”

“Discuss something important with me? Wow! That’s really a big surprise to me today, right? Sophia.” Pierre’s smile was brimming with sarcasm.

The quiet woman beside him smiled and nodded in agreement.

Despite Pierre’s sarcasm, Irene remained serious and continued, “Mr.

Thornton, regardless of any prejudice you may have against me, the Wade Group is currently in dire straits. Only Daniel can help revive the Wade Group, so…”

“Enough.” Pierre frowned even more deeply as he listened to her, no longer willing to hear her out. “Do you want to bring up the past?”

“Listen, Irene, you plan to sell the Wade Group, which is absolutely a betrayal of your grandfather’s efforts, but I cannot be heartless and sign the purchase contract. Find another way.’

With that, Pierre closed his eyes and acted like he didn’t want to talk to anyone.

The woman accompanying him stepped forward and advised, “Ms. Wade, Mr. Thornton is exhausted. Perhaps it’ll be best to leave and discuss business another day?”

But Irene was unsure of where to find Pierre next time.

Irene was reluctant to let go of this opportunity and wanted to speak a few more words. Suddenly, a familiar female voice sounded from behind Pierre. “Irene, what brings you here?’

Zoie had changed her attire. She was now wearing a light blue lace blouse, coupled with jeans, which made her look like a college student who had just entered society.

Irene frowned and asked, “What are you doing here? Are you following me?”

Zoie sneered as if she had heard a joke.

“Pierre, who is this?”

It was only at that moment that Irene became aware of the presence of a middle-aged man standing beside Zoie.

At the sound of the man’s voice, Pierre’s eyes slowly opened and his expression softened considerably. After casting a quick glance at Irene, he spoke in a harsh tone, “Mr. Wade’s daughter, a nuisance.”

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