Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 738

Amy smiled gratefully toward her and told her truthfully what had just happened.

"I heard her on the phone with her mother, and the word was that she despised Mr. Scott's illegitimate status and said she only used him as a backup."

"I was so upset for Mr. Scott that I dripped hand sanitizer on her clothes. She got angry and said I was given two choices, either get down on my knees and apologize to her or pay her $300,000 for the clothes. I didn't agree and dumped her $50 for the dry cleaning."

At these words, Brooklyn and Ada's faces changed.

Ada hurriedly said, "How can you talk nonsense? Do you think you can marry Mr. Scott after you slander me and make him break up with me like this? Don't even look at what status you are!"

Amy snorted lightly and pulled a recorder out of her pocket.

"This lady, do you really think I have no evidence? Listen to this first."

Things are also coincidental.

She works here part-time and usually meets some drunkards and some men who are out of tune.

Today is also New Year's Eve, she is afraid that some men will drink too much to spill the drink, take the waiter open, so she left an extra eye, bought a recorder in his pocket.

Just in case, in case you are vulnerable, you can make a bargaining chip.

I never thought it would come in handy.

Listening to the recording of Ada talking on the phone, the arrogance and disdain that flowed from her tone, Brooklyn's face was as cold as frost.

He looked to Ada, "Miss Barrett, it's really hard for you to pretend to be gentle in front of a man you despise. I'll pay for this meal today, good riddance."

Ada's face went white and her eyes were in a panic.

She never expected Amy to have a recorder hidden next to her.

It also recorded her words in their original form.

"Mr. Scott, listen to me explain, in fact, I am just a little bit arrogant on the mouth, I am to you"

"No more drama, Miss Barrett, to tell you the truth, I don't see you either, after all, you're boring. Even if I marry a waitress, I'm still way better than you."

Brooklyn cold hooked his lips and smoothly embraced Amy into his arms.

Amy's body stiffened and she glared at Brooklyn.