My Rich Husband's
The Part 96
Davis seems to have no effect on the insults presented by Sanchez, the husband of his former lover—Gwen.
“Give me that,” Davis told the employee, without asking his wife's opinion in advance. He gave me a black card to pay. He was very lazy to serve Sanchez who was so arrogant with the wealth of his parents' inheritance.
“Wah ... Where's the money from? Are you corrupt?” Sanchez closed his mouth after saying so, as if he regretted saying that. But it was a lie, he deliberately mocked Davis.
“Not your business.” Davis invites Diora to leave immediately. But his steps stopped when the voice of someone he had not heard for a long time echoed gently in his ear drum.
“Honey, it turns out you're here.” Gwen walked into the store with an eight-year-old girl.
The deg!
Both of Gwen's beads met Davis. The taste that he buried for so long and tried to eliminate for ten years was in vain after seeing his former lover.
“Hi, long time no see,” greet Gwen smiled stiffly. Davis, however, remained silent and did not respond.
Sanchez walked up to Gwen and kissed her right in front of everyone. “Why did you go to the toilet for so long.” He gripped Gwen's arm a little rough but no one realized it except Davis and George, making the woman grimace a little.
Sanchez overheats Davis, he knows very well who Davis is. He wanted to show that Davis was nothing to him.
“What if we eat together? I'll treat you all,” bargain Sanchez arrogantly show his black card.
“No,” Davis and George replied.
“Hey ... don't refuse windfall,” said Diora who does not know what the situation before her is at this time.
As for Gabby, the woman was still assessing the situation she saw before her eyes.
“Hahaha .. it turns out your lover is much smarter,” praise Sanchez who sounds like an insult in Davis' ear.
“What's wrong, don't hesitate .. just assume we're reunion.” Gwen smiled gently.
...........
Meanwhile, in the other corner of the world. In Melbourne, actually. A middle-aged man slammed into everything on his desk.
The simultaneous withdrawal of shares made his company completely destroyed, the shares plummeted to minus.
“Who would dare to do that to me ..!” his roar with his eyes swerving and clutching the collar of Gio's assistant's shirt.
Bugh .. bugh .. bugh ...
Gio gets torment from his master.
“What are you doing until you don't take care of those shareholders ..!” dawson exclaimed as his leg kicked Gio's stomach.
“Sorry sir, but there are people who dare to guarantee them all,” explained Gio, wiping the blood on his lips and standing firm.
“Who?”
“Sorry sir.” That was all Gio could say, because he could not tell who was behind it.
“Arghhh ... stupid!” Banging stubbornly Gio on the wall of his room.
“Search other companies willing to invest in my company!” tell Dawson with a sharp look.
“Ma-sorry sir.” Gio said that again. “A variety of companies I have contacted, but there are rumors that make them afraid to hang out at Dawson Group.”
“What rumors?”
Gio showed a viral article about his wife and children, continued his master who had a terrible psychiatric disorder.
Prong ...
The flower vase on the table broke just like that, Gio's head was again targeted.
“How can anyone know about it!” dawson Beaver. “Come out!” her word.
Gio came out, he contacted someone who knows. Report everything he's been through.
Before long, Cassandra—the second wife of Dawson and Celine—, Dawson continued into the room.
“You are how! If we are poor, how can I pay people again to see them comfort me with torment!” cassandra's beaver who fears her strange inner satisfaction is unfulfilled.
“Shut up!” Dawson's not losing his temper. He who had been incited by the devil never forbade his wife to waste money for this terrible thing.