Chapter 2 It’s Time to Find Yourself
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"Laura." Elliott wanted to stop but it was too late. His face became gloomy, the bulging veins on his forehead showing his suppressed anger, "Are you crazy?"
"Elliott." Molly covered her face and threw herself into Elliott's arms, crying with tears in her eyes, "It's all my fault. I've made Laura angry."
Laura sneered, "Great. It's a shame you haven't won an award."
She took off her coat from the hanger, looked coldly at Elliott she had once loved with all her heart and spoke word by word, "Elliott, don't regret it."
Laura changed into her shoes at the entrance, smiled lightly, and decisively left, without even packing her luggage. She couldn't care less about the things in the Bright family.
Just as she stepped out of the gate, a black motorcycle was parked in front of the Bright family, looking particularly cool.
Laura sat on it, taking out her phone.
Shortly after, a few messages popped up.
“Laura, when are you coming back to manage the company? I'm tired of being the acting CEO.”
She did not reply, quickly put on her helmet, bent down, and then revved the motorcycle engine.
“Laura, it's time to find yourself.”
In the afternoon, the door of the president's office was gently pushed open by a pair of fair-skinned hands, followed by a woman in a tight red dress walking in. Laura walked in ten-centimeter high heels, her eyes slightly narrowed, and her gaze fell on the man sitting across the desk.
"The profits are still not high enough, wait to negotiate with the other party again."
"Alright, you can leave."
Laura walked over, pulled a chair, and sat down, casually crossing her legs.
The secretary's eyes lit up when she saw Laura. When did the company have such a beautiful woman?
But the big boss behind her was always unpredictable, so she dared not say more and left.
Steve Godin looked up, intending to take a break, but the next moment, his gaze stopped, and he stood frozen in place.
Laura lazily leaned back in the chair, her face, even without makeup, was exquisitely beautiful, and now with a touch of enchanting makeup, like a blooming rose, naturally beautiful. Her snow-white skin, set against the red dress, appeared even more delicate and tempting.
Steve's gaze inadvertently slid over her slender neck, seeing the delicate collarbone, and the faintly visible...
He blushed shamefully. How many years had it been since he had seen Laura like this?
"Laura, what's the matter?"
"I divorced."
In just two words, Laura spoke exceptionally casually.
She looked coldly outside the window, exuding a sense of relaxation.
Three years ago, she was thriving in the market. If it weren't for meeting Elliott and suddenly wanting to change her ways, she might be the current richest person in the Silverdale. Looking back at these three years, she had been trying hard to suppress her originally carefree personality for Elliott who didn't love her, imitating Molly's every move. It was now absurd to think about.
Meanwhile, Elliott only saw her as a vine that couldn't live without him, thinking she was greedy and had no money or power. Little did he know, her industries were already spread nationwide.
"It's great that it's over." Steve excitedly slammed the table and said, "I've disliked him for a long time."
Laura smiled but remained silent.
Initially, so many friends advised her to leave Elliott, but she refused to listen. She never came back until there was a dead end. Fortunately, everything was still salvageable.
"Laura, getting a divorce is the wisest choice you've made in these years." Steve immediately picked up his phone and said, "There's a dinner party tonight, come with me. I'll introduce you to some business partners."
In the evening, Steve took Laura to the Cloudside Manor.
This manor was notorious for being difficult to book, and getting a reservation for the third-floor private room was even more challenging. At this moment, as the waiter came in to pour water, he conveniently forgot to close the door of the private room. Several men from the upper class passing by outside immediately recognized Laura.
"Elliott, is this your wife?"
"Who's that man with her?"
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