This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 24

When Sonia was on the way to Sakura Heights, it suddenly rained, and it got considerably heavier.

When she arrived at Sakura Heights, there was no more space in the underground parking, so she could only park in the open-air parking lot. Then, as she got out of the car, she found that there was no umbrella in the car, so she had to cover her head with her bag and rush in while gritting her teeth.

The path was very close to the hall, but because of the heavy rain, Sonia still got wet, and her whole body was trembling when the cold wind blew.

When the waiter saw Sonia, he immediately brought her a towel.

“Thank you.” Sonia dried her hair with the towel and spoke to the waiter. “It’s Friday, so business should be good, right? Are Mr. King and the rest still playing poker in the private room?”

When the waiter heard this, he thought she was Paul’s friend. “Yes. Private room 1103 is always reserved for Mr. King.”

After successfully tricking him, the corners of Sonia’s mouth curled up slightly.

When the waiter left, Sonia went to the front desk and ordered a pot of top-grade green tea and some pastries.

Just as she went into the private room with the plate of pastries, the glass door behind her was pushed open, then several men stepped in.

When Toby looked up, his gaze inadvertently passed over the row of private rooms. He saw a woman pushing open the door of a private room before entering, and her silhouette was slim and slender.

Her back looks similar to Sonia’s…

“President Fuller?” The man next to Toby paused when he saw him stop in his tracks, then he asked cautiously, “What’s wrong?”

Toby retracted his gaze and answered lightly, “It’s nothing.”

Sonia didn’t know that Toby was here as well, so she brought the tea into the private room with a smile on her face.

Sonia scanned the place and saw a vintage-style room. Four men were sitting at a table playing cards and chatting. It felt uncomfortable, because two of the bosses had young girls by their sides.

She had read Dwells’ information before, so in no time, she managed to identify Dwells’ boss among the four men. She walked over and greeted, “Mr. King.”

Paul, who was playing cards, glanced sideways at Sonia. “Oh, who are you?”

“I’m Sonia Reed from Paradigm Co.,” Sonia said with a smile while setting the tea and pastries down on the small table.

“I came here this afternoon to meet a friend. He played cards with you before and praised your skills. I figured the two of us have business dealings, so I came over to say hello to you. Am I bothering all of you?”

Paul gave her a vague answer and continued playing, while the man sitting on the south side of the table asked, “Is your father Henry Reed?”

“Yes.”

“I’m familiar with your father. I’ve played with him before. He’s really good,” the man, Chester Yancey, said. He glanced at Sonia from top to bottom, his gaze somewhat ambiguous.

Sonia ignored his gaze that was making her uncomfortable, then replied with a smile, “Yes, my father’s card skills are indeed good. That’s why he’s able to play with all of you, Mr. Yancey.”

While the two chatted, the men just finished playing a round of poker.

He got up and beckoned Sonia over. “My waist hurts a little bit after playing one round. Come and play for me, darling.”

Sonia appeared embarrassed. “Mr. Yancey, I don’t know how to play.”

“Your father’s skills are so good, so how bad can you be?” The man continued to wave her over. “Come here. If you really don’t know, I’ll teach you.”

Paul spoke up as well. “You can play on Mr. Yancey’s behalf. If you really don’t want to play, then leave. Don’t spoil the fun.”

Sonia could hear the dissatisfaction in Paul’s statements.

Lately, Paradigm Co. was on the verge of collapse, so capitalists all looked down upon them and refused to buy their shares. Dwells figured that only they could produce Paradigm Co.’s foreign goods, so Sonia would definitely beg him, which was why he was being so arrogant now.

She came here today to beg Dwells, so she was willing to suffer any grievances.