The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 The Trumn Card

Nell was speechless and gave a thumbs up in awe

He silently thought if the price of love were a broken leg, he would rather stay single forever

What was wrong with being single?

He had all his income and could spend it as he pleased.

He stopped persuading, turned around, and sat upright.

About two minutes passed.

Boris’s voice came, “It’s better to go to the hospital. My wife loves me very much, I’m afraid you will become jealous, and your mind

will become distorted.”

Nell lowered his eyes and said against his will, “Thank Mr. Lewis for caring about my m*ntal health. You are the best boss.”

“That’s a good point. I’ll give you a raise.”

Nell swept away the depression just now and was full of energy, “Mr. Lewis, you are so kind. Mrs. Lewis will definitely be moved by

you.”

Boris said, “Add more.”

Nell continued, “Mr. Lewis, let me tell you the truth, you and Mrs. Lewis are the best match I have ever seen!”

Boris said, “Add more.”

Nell then said, “I don’t care about Yaron, Aaron, and Edison. How can they compare to a strand of your hair?”

Boris closed his eyes and smiled, “More.”

Nell was simply delighted.

Being by Mr. Lewis’s side, although he was in fear most of the time, the salary was really generous.

When Mr. Lewis was in a good mood, the more he flattered him, the more he would be pleasantly surprised.

Just when he was about to roll up his sleeves and boast, cell phone ringtones interrupted his fortune.

He looked at Boris sadly.

Sensing his gaze, Boris covered the phone strangely, as if afraid that he would see the screen.

Nell was speechless.

Was there something shady on the phone screen?

This call was made by Boris’s grandfather Zezili.

The two of them always talked on the phone about something important and hung up when they had nothing to do.

Zezili said straight to the point, “I just heard that you drank alcohol and went to the hospital. Did you die?”

Boris paused, “I can still answer your calls now, so I guess I’m not dead yet.”

“Oh, okay.” Zezili continued, “I heard that you went to fight for wine with the eldest son of the Scott Company?”

“To show my respect.” He corrected, “I know her background.”

Zezili pretended to know nothing, “Who?”

Chapter 172 The Trump Card

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Bons could recognize his pretentiousness but still repherd, “Ziana”

Zezili said, “Oh, Ziana is the only daughter of the Scott Company’

Rons said. “Mr. Lewis, why don’t you tell me the trah?”

Zezili spoke with a harsh tone, “When the first time she came to our house, I’m going to tell you, but you said you didn’t want to hear

it

Bons choked, “Why didn’t you tell me when I asked you last time?”

Zezili’s tone was tougher, “You want to know, but I don’t want to tell you, is there a problem?”

Boris was speechless.

Zezili said vigilantly, “What are you doing inquiring about Ziana’s background now? Do you want to get her back?”

“Can’t I?” Boris frowned, “She is my woman, don’t you really want her to continue to be your grandson-in-law?”

“I used to, but I don’t want to now.” Zezili shook his head and hummed.

Boris asked, “Why?”

Zezili said quietly, “First, you are not worthy, and second, I am a firm member of E&Z Group.”

E&Z Group.

Boris now had a little understanding of the fan circle.

His brows twitched, “Edison and Ziana?”

Zezili wanted to stimulate him, “Yes!”