Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 514: Itโs Time
How much content can fit on a single page?
Very soon, Matthew Saxon finished reading the contents of the paper. ๐ฏ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐๐ฎ๐ต.๐๐ค๐ข
There was an ashtray on the table, and he crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it in.
The boss took out a lighter and lit the paper ball, and the white paper was instantly consumed by red flames, quickly turning to ashes.
"What do you plan to do?" the boss puffed out a cloud of white smoke, seeming to ask casually.
The lighting in the attic wasnโt good.
Matthew sat in a patch of shadow, and in the thick smoke created by the person across from him, his handsome face became somewhat blurred, his expression revealing no emotion.
He looked at the ashes in the ashtray.
Who could have known that on that small piece of paper, so many unexpected secrets were revealed, so many secrets about Maxwell Saxon.
After a moment.
Matthew slowly stood up, a chilling sneer emerging from the depths of his narrow phoenix eyes.
"Itโs time."
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Scarlett Yates couldnโt quite tell if it was just her imagination.
When she returned to work at Saint Mercy, the attitude of her colleagues and other medical staff was very subtle towards her.
As for how exactly it was subtle, she couldnโt quite articulate.
They would still greet her when they saw her, like long-lost friends.
But after the greetings, no one would say another word to her.
She seemed isolated, but compared to true isolation, it was somehow different.
When she took the initiative to talk to them, everyone would respond, and quite eagerly at that.
But if she didnโt initiate the conversation, no one would voluntarily speak to her.
They avoided her, as if she were something frightening.
This strange interaction continued until almost the end of the workday, when she went to the bathroom and accidentally overheard some news, finally bringing the truth to light.
In the bathroom.
Just as Scarlett was about to open the stall door, she heard the voices of two women talking outside.
After all, the bathroom had always been the place with the most gossip, and it seemed like any woman who came to use it had to gossip a little, or it would feel like a wasted trip.
So, hearing someone gossiping, Scarlett felt it was quite normal.
But just as she was about to push the door open, her hand froze on the small door, and she stopped all her movements.
Just then, she heard her name mentioned by one of the women.
The voice was highly recognizable, and without even seeing the person, Scarlett already knew who it was.
It was the most notorious gossip in their department, a woman who, among the hundreds of people in the hospital, had gossiped about ninety percent of them.
"Even though Emmy Thompson isnโt exactly a likable woman, whatโs happening to her now is just too tragic," Ms. Gossip sighed, her tone carrying a bit of sympathy. "She used to be so glamorous, with men lining up to chase after her, proud as a peacock. Now, tsk tsk..."
"Yeah, I donโt like her either, but I do think whatโs happening to her now is too tragic," said Olivia Smith, in a tone just as sympathetic as Ms. Gossipโs.
"Young Master Saxon is really too much, isnโt he? When Emmy Thompson was fired yesterday, I already thought it was a bit over the top. But compared to todayโs events, just being fired seems like a good outcome."
