The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277 Ziana’s Suspicions

“But…” Yudel’s face registered disapproval. He said, “What’s the point if he knows those things now? He made these choices himself. I mean, since he and Ziana are divorced, and he has a new girlfriend now, so he shouldn’t know about those things.”

Max shook his head and said earnestly, “After all, That is his past. Charlie called me today.”

“What did he say?” Yudel also knew about Charlie. Hearing this, he immediately became nervous.

“Why do you think he found Scope Island?” Max stood up and walked upstairs. “What shouldn’t be hidden can never be hidden.”

Yudel’s eyes were full of hesitation. He was worried about it. “Boris knows those things. What about Ziana? Dad, are you willing to let her feel sad?”

Hearing this, Max didn’t answer Yudel but asked, “If Boris doesn’t love Ziana, he doesn’t need to tell her. If he loves her, he won’t be willing to tell her.”

Yudel suddenly understood.

He finally knew why Max didn’t stop Boris at all.

Max continued, “Boris has investigated these things. It is enough to prove that his attitude is firm. No matter how difficult we are, it will not help to stop him. Don’t worry. There must be a way. Even if he comes, I will figure out what to do.”

Yudel was clever and thoughtful. From Max’s words, he had already guessed what his father would.

do next.

He nodded slightly and responded, “I got it.”

After telling Yudel something, Max went upstairs.

Yudel was preoccupied with Boris’ affairs. He left with a lot of worries.

When the hall became quiet again, a maid came downstairs quietly.

She came to the sofa, leaned over, and found a mobile phone from behind the c*shion.

After taking the phone, the maid immediately went upstairs and handed it to Ziana.

“Miss Scott, I found it! It was on the sofa!”

Ziana took the phone from Lillian’s hand and smiled at her. “Well. Thank you, Lillian. I’m a little hungry now. Make a fruit salad and send it here.”

“Do you need me to ask someone to deliver food?” Lillian asked.

Ziana shook her head, pursed her mouth, and said, “No, I don’t want to eat other food. I just want to