Jeremiah and Elsa might've been extremely unhappy about Mr. Simpson's decision, but they still had to accept it. They left the room with a dejected expression on their faces.
Mr. Simpson saw it and scoffed disdainfully. He looked at me condescendingly. "What's your name?"
"I'm Jane Brown, the vice president of Brown Group." I lowered my head submissively and responded softly.
Mr. Simpson nodded and fell into deep thought. After a brief moment, he suddenly spoke up, and his eyes sparkled with curiosity. "That was Jeremiah Cornell, the general manager of Cornell Group, right?"
I nodded. "Exactly. I didn't think you'd know him since you very rarely go outside."
Mr. Simpson cleared his throat. "Keeping tabs on gossip is something I love to do when I have some time on my hands."
I did know about it from my past life. It was just that I tended to talk to Mrs. Simpson most of the time. So, I didn't quite fully grasp just how gossipy he could be.
Mr. Simpson noticed that I wasn't put off, and he continued, "If memory serves me right, you two were married. Are you two divorced now?"
I giggled. It looked like the old timer didn't keep tabs on the latest news.
"We've been divorced for a long time. In fact, I'm married to another man now." I showed him the diamond ring on my finger.
Mr. Simpson was shocked. "This means that the lady from earlier is his new girlfriend, then."
I nodded. "Yeah. She's my younger sister too."
His eyes widened in surprise. Although he didn't say it out loud, I just knew he was thinking about a dramatic and convoluted story.
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