Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 No Debts, No Worries 

At first listen, there seemed to be no issue with these words. However, for some reason, I felt a chill, uncontrollably shivering, and said, “No need.” 

After speaking, I immediately hung up the phone, slightly suppressed the unhappiness in my heart, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt much lighter for a moment. 

“It’s a divorce agreement,” my mother’s voice came, glancing at me, saying, “These properties and bank cards are…” 

I shrugged and said, “It was a gift from Walter.” 

She slightly furrowed her brows, “Although the Conner Group is having difficulties now, we don’t need these things. As long as he parts on good terms with you in the future, that’s all that matters. You should return these to him immediately.” 

I knew what my mother was worried about, and laughed, saying, “It should be that he can’t return it. Since he is willing to give it, just leave it here, as if to let him buy peace of mind.” Consider it as his 

compensation for the child who was lost for no reason. 

Mother pursed her lips, heaved a deep sigh and said, “That’s fine. Only when there are no debts between people can they part cleanly.” 

Yes, without debts, there would be no entanglements and friction. 

It was the weekend and Alexander had gone to work overtime at the Conner Group early in the morning. His mother had prepared breakfast and said that he had left for the company in a hurry after only a few bites in the morning. 

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Let me freshen up a bit, then bring him some food, don’t let him go hungry. 

I nodded, went upstairs to wash up, and after changing my clothes, I habitually flipped through my phone. To my surprise, I noticed several missed calls and text messages from Ashley. 

Tabatha, we met. 

I had no interest in dealing with her. Meeting her only meant talking about Walter. The drama of two sisters fighting over one man was simply boring. Besides, Walter and I were divorced. How she felt about Walter had nothing to do with me. 

After some thought, I sent her a message, “Meeting you is a waste of time, and I have no interest in discussing your melodramatic love story with Walter. If we really need to talk, the only thing we could discuss is the incident five years ago when you personally sent me to the border. However, considering your pregnancy, I have no plans to harm you now. Let’s wait until you give birth to that innocent child, Ashley, then we can slowly settle our scores.” 

After sending the message, I immediately added Ashley’s number to the blacklist. 

Holding the breakfast box prepared by his mother, he went to the Conner Group. Alexander was truly a talent. With the tens of millions he got back from Thomas and Ryan, he managed to turn the previously lifeless Conner Group into a well-managed company in just a month. 

The Conner Group’s office. 

I placed the lunch box on Alexander’s desk. He lifted his gaze from a pile of documents and looked at me, frowning, “What is this?” 

“Eat up.” I responded, sitting down on the chair and began, “Mother was afraid you’d starve to death, so she sent me to bring you food.” 

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Upon hearing this, he happily opened the lunch box and laughed, saying, “I knew Auntie Eileen loved me the most.” 

I had picked up the documents on his desk and examined them closely. They were about several projects for investment in the southern city. I couldn’t help but ask, “Are you working on a bid?” 

He nodded, his mouth full of food, and mumbled, “Yeah, it’s almost ready. Now we’re just waiting to find the project leaders to talk to.” 

Before, I hadn’t told Walter about the information he had given me. As soon as he mentioned it, I turned out the information Walter had given me and handed it to him, saying, “There should be information about several project leaders in here. Also, I asked Rachel’s father to help set up a meeting. Once your bid is ready, we can meet and talk.” 

Hearing this, he gave me a thumbs up and said, “Reliable.” 

Catching a glimpse of another document in my bag, he slightly furrowed his brows, “Divorce agreement? You and Walter really split up?” 

I nodded, saying nonchalantly, “It was delivered by Secretary Chen this morning, Walter signed it.”, 

He paused slightly, saying, “Tsk. wasn’t he always refusing to sign before? How come he suddenly became so agreeable? He didn’t get hurt by those solemn promises you made in the hospital, did he?”