My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 2008

Chapter 2008 We Must Have A Good Talk

In Mary's villa at three o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Wilson was watering the flowers in the yard when two to three black Mercedes-Benz stopped at the gate.

Several bodyguards got out of the car, walked to the Benz in the center, and quickly opened the door.

A well-dressed middle-aged man habitually leaned on a cane and came out.

Following closely behind was an extravagant-looking middle- aged lady. After she got out of the car, she glanced at the villa with deep disdain in her eyes.

"It seems that your daughter is doing well in Coast City. She can even buy a villa!"

There was a strong northwest accent in her voice. Her face was full of arrogance.

The middle-aged man's face was stern, with an air of solemn and prestige.

This was Dorian Claymore, the leader of Claymore Group, the largest consortium in Southwest Somerland. The middle- aged lady beside him was his wife, Shaylene Lambert.

The accompanying assistant immediately approached Dorian respectfully. "Mr. Claymore, the address is correct. Miss Mary lives here."

"Let's go. It's time to go in and have a good talk with

Camelia Wilson." Shaylene's mouth suddenly curled up into a cold jeering smile.

Mrs. Wilson's name was Camelia Wilson.

When Mrs. Wilson heard the doorbell, she thought that it must be a deliveryman. She did not check and just pressed the electronic switch. The iron door slowly opened.

With a smile all over her face, she walked over to pick up the delivery.

In an instant, a cane appeared in front of her.

Something clicked in her mind as she started to panic.

Then, she saw the man's face.

It had been seven or eight years since they saw each other.