"Maybe it's just destiny knocking on the door!"
"My poor sis."
Joey said, "Mr. Marcia, no offense, but Melinda, as great a woman as she is, didn't manage to win my boss's heart in ten years. Even if she sticks around for another twenty, or thirty years... my boss just won't fall for her."
A cold glint flickered in Derek's eyes, "Thanks for the heads up."
That night.
Elijah treated the company executives to dinner.
Brandon dragged him out for drinks.
Everyone noticed that he was in a bad mood, but no one knew why.
So everyone teamed up to get him drunk.
Once he started to look tipsy, Brandon took away the glass in front of him.
"Elijah, you've been awfully quiet today, everything alright?" Brandon got him a glass of juice.
Elijah lifted his slender fingers, rubbing his temples, his voice hoarse, "Violette wants a divorce. Am I really that bad?"
Everyone present was shocked. Someone was rejecting their boss?!
Was Violette's mind wired differently from normal people?
Their boss was not only handsome but also a genius in the business world.
Women who admired him could form a line all the way to Antarctica.
How dare Violette hurt their boss?!
"Brandon, what do you think of Violette?" Joey asked.
Brandon answered, "She’s just an ordinary college student. Well, not exactly ordinary since she's pretty. If Melinda's looks are a bit aggressively beautiful, then Violette has that girl-next-door vibe that warms your heart."
"I've never met Violette! Should we call her over?" someone suggested.
Brandon glanced at Elijah, who was grimacing as he rubbed his temples. He reached into Elijah's pocket to get his phone.
"Elijah, should I have Violette come pick you up?" Brandon asked.
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