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Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Impossible

Mary

looked at Vivian in shock. Then Mary said disdainfully, “How is that possible? We all know Gerald well. If he can afford to buy your company, he doesn’t need to work in a plant, and Irene won’t divorce him. If he does have that much money, Irene will definitely treat him well.”

“I’m telling the truth.” Vivian added worriedly, “And I feel like he did it on purpose. Yesterday, my boss argued with him at the entrance because of me, and then my boss was inexplicably fired.”

“You think too much. It’s probably that they have the same name,” Mary said indifferently. “Don’t look for trouble

yourself.”

Vivian shook her head and said, “His photo is hanging on the wall of our company.”

Mary did not believe it. She pouted and said, “Are you sick? Are you hallucinating? Okay then, let’s think about it. I’ll assume that you’re right. But have you ever thought that if Gerald was so rich, why would he move bricks in a plant for three years? It’s a hard job.”

“I don’t know what’s going on either. I’m so worried now. If he really is our boss, my work…” Vivian said worriedly.

“You’re just thinking too much. Let’s not talk about this for now. It’s impossible. At most, you can just change a job,” Mary said, “My new son–in–law, Adriel, has a larger company than your current logistics company. I’ll ask Irene to tell Adriel. You can go to work at his company.”

Mary was satisfied with her new son–in–law.

Adriel bought Mary bags, and he even bought a car for Irene.

Mary thought that it was so lucky for her daughter to find such a rich person.

As for what Vivian said, Mary did not believe it at all.

It was already around ten o’clock in the evening. At Radiance Bar. At the booth of the bar, Gerald and Hazel were both

embarrassed.

In the middle of the two, Audrey was holding a wine bottle. Her entire face was red. She pouted and looked at Gerald, saying, “Come on. Let’s continue drinking! Today, I must get you drunk and make you confess everything.”

Well, Audrey was drunk.

She originally wanted to get Gerald drunk. She had planned to drink a bit.

But Audrey was a bit of a poor drinker. After drinking at most two glasses of liquor, Gerald was fine, but Audrey could

not hold on.

“Don’t let her drink anymore!” Gerald looked at Hazel and added, “Send her home first.”

“Home? Don’t go home!” Audrey grabbed Gerald and said, “If you are not drunk today, then you are not allowed to go back! Hazel, I find you to make Gerald drunk. Drink with him!”

“I am already drunk,” In order to coax Audrey, Gerald hurriedly said.

“Really?” Audrey’s eyes lit up slightly as she said, “Then tell me, who exactly you are and why my father is obedient to

you.”

Gerald laughed. Audrey was drunk and told him everything.

However, he did not care too much.

Hazel ran over and held Audrey. She looked at Gerald and said, “Your alcohol tolerance is not bad.”

Hazel was a bit shocked. Her alcohol tolerance was good. She had rarely been drunk in a bar, but Gerald drank much more than her. If it was someone else, he would have been drunk at least two or three times, but Gerald seemed to be

fine.

“Hazel, don’t talk nonsense with him. Hurry up and get him drunk! Humph…” In the end, Audrey still muttered something, but because it was too noisy, Hazel couldn’t hear it clearly.

Pa!

At this time, Hazel lightly patted Audrey’s neck. Audrey was stunned for a moment and then leaned on Hazel.

Gerald’s expression changed slightly.

Seeing this, he could tell that Hazel had practiced some skills before.

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