I opened it and took a look. There was no problem, so I signed without hesitation.
After I signed, Megan sneered, "You are so poor, but you still dare to stay in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. You are so pretentious. You must have used your credit card. If you can't pay it back, don't come to me. We have no relationship anymore!"
The three of them walked away, and I immediately called my assistant.
"Eric, poach George's agent and cut off all his business and film resources. Also, stop cooperating with Megan's company and stop sending money to my parents."
After arranging all this, I lay down on the bed with peace of mind, ready to take a nap.
After waking up, I felt much more refreshed.
I was going to the dinner party.
Originally, I came to this city not just for George.
I would be participating in several business activities here. If all went well, I would bring in ten billion dollars in revenue for the group.
I arrived in an haute couture evening gown and a diamond necklace worth tens of millions of dollars.
"Why are you here?"
I turned my head and saw George was also there.
Before I could say anything, he said, "Even if you chase me here, I will not get back together with you! If you don't want me to hate you even more, just leave now."
I was so angry at him that I laughed. He was so confident. Who gave him this confidence? It was the old me.
George saw the necklace on my neck and said, "Don't wear fake things like this anymore. It's embarrassing."
I was once again pissed off by him. He was such a fool and didn't know what was good.
At that moment, the president of the company I was going to work with arrived. He was about to say hello to me when he heard George say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Clark. Due to my personal reasons, an irrelevant person has been mixed into today's dinner. I will let her leave immediately."
Frank Clark was confused. "Who is the irrelevant person?"
George said, "That's her. She's the fat woman I told you about."
Frank was obviously stunned. "You mean, the old, ugly, poor woman you mentioned before who was pestering you, is her?"
"Yes, that's her."
Frank's expression was more interesting than I imagined. "She didn't look old, poor or ugly."