Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Has She Given Up On Him

Lowell's heart skipped a beat when he got a call from Rory.

Rory had not been in the best of moods for some days now.

Unless it was necessary, Lowell wouldn't want to go anywhere near his office.

But this time, it wasn't just a matter of necessity.

Rory ordered him to come to his office.

Lowell had no choice but to bite the bullet.

When he got to the office, he slowly opened the door and stepped in.

"Mr.Casper, you called me," Lowell said tentatively.

Rory was seated behind his desk as always, holding a phone with buttons.

Lowell couldn't remember when last he saw one of those.He wondered what his boss was doing with such a device, but he didn't dare ask.

After waiting for a while and still getting no word from Rory, he decided to call his attention again.

"Mr.Casper?"

This time, Rory looked up from the phone in his hand and simply said, "Get the rumor about the land off the internet."

"Yes, sir."

Lowell nodded.

But Rory kept looking at him as if he was contemplating something.

Suddenly, he asked, "Have you ever loved someone for a long time, like maybe ten years?"

Lowell was taken aback.He had not expected Rory to ask him such a question.He hesitated for a moment before answering. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"I don't think I can be so faithful.I haven't loved someone for that long."

But Rory wasn't discouraged.

Instead, he pressed on.

"Well, if you loved a girl for over ten years, would it be easy to move on?"

"Of course not,"

Lowell instantly disagreed.

"A person who has been in love with someone for over a decade must be very faithful.Such a person won't easily move on."

Rory was quite surprised to hear this.Could it be true? Could Lowell be right?

"That's all.You can go now," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Lowell wondered if he was just overthinking things, but it seemed like Rory was acting very strangely nowadays.But after this latest interaction, Lowell thought he could see some sign of a positive shift in Rory's attitude.It was not that he was now happy and in a good mood.

Far from it.It was just that his face was not as cold as it used to be.

Still, even with the slight change, Rory was no less fearsome than he looked when he was angry.

Lowell didn't dare ask any questions.

The only thing he could do was obey orders.

After Lowell had finally left, Rory was now alone.He leaned back on his chair and sighed.He picked up the phone again and looked at it briefly before putting it into his pocket.

Maybe Lowell was right.

Becky had loved him for more than ten years.She wouldn't have moved on so easily.

Lowell was quick to work on scrubbing the rumor about the land which had been spread on social media by Carl.

It wasn't long before Becky noticed the absence of the rumor.

Instantly, she knew it must have been done by Rory.It had taken her three years, but she eventually learned everything she had needed to learn about how Rory's mind worked.

Nowadays, she didn't give a damn about him or what he was up to.Her biggest concern at the moment was the dinner later tonight.

Though it was now known that Becky was the daughter of the boss of Fairway Group, the unspoken rules of the business world still applied to her.

Moreover, the company they were currently seeking to partner with was not inferior to Fairway Group.

Businessmen liked to have drinks and other refreshments while talking business.

Becky, being the representative of Fairway Group, had no choice but to go along with the norm.

Becky did drink, but she never drank too much.

Now, after drinking only a few glasses of wine, she began to feel a little uncomfortable.

In fact, she was beginning to get drunk.

She rubbed her temples in an effort to feel better, but it didn't seem to work.

So she whispered to her secretary, "Talia, ask the driver to pick me up.I need to go to the bathroom first."

Talia became worried.

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, no.Don't worry.I'm not that drunk yet,"

Becky assured her with a smile.

Looking into her eyes, Talia didn't doubt her.

Becky's eyes were clear and there was no real sign that she was drunk.

Talia breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Okay then.I'll wait for you at the gate."

"Thank you, Talia," Becky said.

Then she went off to the bathroom in those impossibly high heels of hers.

The bathroom was very close, so it didn't take her long to reach it.

She quickly turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face.It sobered her up instantly.

She looked up at the mirror to see how she looked.

To her relief, her makeup was intact.She pulled out a tissue and dried her hands.

Then she turned around and walked out of the bathroom.She had hardly taken a few steps when she saw a drunken man staggering towards her.

Becky quickly moved aside to let him pass.But to her astonishment, he reached out to grab her arm, pulling her against him.

"You are so beautiful," he drawled drunkenly.

"How about we become friends, eh?" The man seemed to be over forty.

His eyes were greasy and ugly.When Becky recovered from her shock, the first thing she thought of was to kick the bastard.But just when she was about to raise her leg, she heard a male voice from nowhere.

"Get away from her."