Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Their Family...

No one dared to ask, and there was no need to.

Anyway, as long as the boss was in a good mood, their lives would be better. They couldn't wait for the boss to laugh so happily every day.

Charle did not stay in the conference room for long.

When he received the message from Cierra saying that she had arrived, he got up from his chair, took his phone, and left quietly with a smile. He threw the project's memory to his son. However, no matter how light his movements were, his identity was obvious, and his figure still couldn't help but draw the gazes of numerous people.

Including Jaquan.

He coughed lightly, knocked on the table, and pulled everyone's attention back.

"Continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone came to their senses.

The meeting continued.

On the other hand, Jaquan's thoughts drifted away.

His father had always paid attention to his reputation outside, and his face was always gloomy when he was on a slightly serious occasion. Except when his mother came to the company to visit him, he had never lost his composure.

However, ever since his mother was in poor health, she rarely went out of the house, let alone across a long distance to see him in the company.

If it wasn't his mother...

Thinking of this, Jaquan suddenly became gentle. Ignoring the staff who were still talking about the PPT, he stood up from his chair.

"That's all for today's meeting. Keep the schedule and continue tomorrow. In addition, try not to work overtime tonight. If anything happens, deal with it in time or tomorrow."

Before he could finish his words, he took his phone and left.

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other in dismay.

Some of them who was less curious about this left with the computer in their arms and a smile on their face. They was glad that they didn't have to work overtime today and could go back to sleep early. Some of them who was very curious about this hesitated in the conference room and asked faquan's assistant, Wanda, in a low voice.

"Wanda, is there any good news for Mr. Barton today? Why did he leave? He even told us not to work overtime. It's amazing!"

Wanda was tidying up the computer and documents on the table for Jaquan. When she heard this, she replied coldly without raising her head.

"It's Mr. Barton's private affair. How would I know?"

"Everyone knows that you, Wanda, has been working for Mr. Barton for seven years. You have been working for him since he took over the company. You know that?"

Their joking words made Wanda frown slightly.

She raised her eyes with the laptop in her arms and glanced at the man coldly.

"If you're so curious, why don't you ask Mr. Barton directly? You don't pay so much attention to work, but you can inquire about Mr. Barton's private affairs in time."

After saying that, she walked away in her high heels and didn't even bother to look at him.

"Why are you so arrogant? I haven't seen Mr. Barton take a good look at her since I worked for him

for so many years."

"She's just an assistant, not the president's wife. Stop pretending! She wants to be Mr. Barton's wife, but she can't. She has a bad temper. When Mr. Barton marries a daughter of a wealthy family, let's see if she can get out of here!"

The man cursed as he cleaned up the mess.

At the door, Wanda lowered her eyes slightly. Her face was calm, and no one could tell whether she

was happy or angry.

WWW

Instead of leaving directly, she turned around and returned to the office. Her cold voice was neither

too fast nor too slow.

"Mr. Cooper, why didn't you say that in front of me just now? No matter how bad-tempered I am, I have been working for Mr. Barton for seven years. What about you? How long have you been in the company? What achievements have you made? If one day you leave before me, do you think it's more shameful for me, an assistant who can't be Mr. Barton's wife, or for you, a returnee?"

She smiled at the man and left in her high heels.

As for the curses coming from behind her, she was no longer interested in listening.

In the Mr. Barton's office of the MRC Group.

Because of the arrival of Cierra and Will, it suddenly became lively. The whole scene became a big scene of bragging about children's cuteness.

Cierra chimed in. When others praised him, she would make Will blush.

The little boy was shy and didn't like to talk. At this moment, he was surrounded and praised by so many fragrant young ladies. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He pulled Cierra to hide behind her and didn't dare to speak.

Cierra could tell that he was shy, so she didn't stay any longer.

Children were not tools for entertainment. Nothing was better than going too far.

Praise was flattery, and curses were suppression.

She brought Will out to make him happy, not to make him afraid of being praised.

When it was about time, Cierra brought him away.

Of course, he didn't forget to distribute the food to the assistants and secretaries of Mr. Barton's

office.

Before coming here, she couldn't help but buy the snacks at the school gate. Although she was strongly dissuaded by Will, she couldn't control her impulse to spend them.

Because it was at the gate of the kindergarten, the food was relatively clean.

There were fried chestnuts, candied hawthorns, and some ice-cold pastries.

Will refused to eat snacks. She tasted one or two snacks on the way. It was just right to give everyone more, and it was not a waste.

It was just that there were too few stalls at the door. If fried chicken and stinky tofu were sold in middle school, she would definitely eat to her heart's content.

During her three years abroad, she missed these delicacies so much.

It was fine in the next two years. She could get whatever she wanted under the love of the Dunphy family, but it took a lot of time and energy, and the taste was not authentic. She sighed and felt helpless.

She had been poor for the first year and didn't have much money on her, so she couldn't get in touch with Draven. She could call Freddy and Mrs. Trevino, but she couldn't ask the two elders for money, so she could only endure it.

Occasionally, she would work part-time to earn some money and calculate her monthly income. Only then would she dare to replace a Chinese restaurant to satisfy her appetite.

After tasting it, it could only be said that there was no king monkey in the mountain.

She immediately muttered that the moon abroad was not as bright as home, and the food was not as delicious as home.

She might as well buy the raw materials herself and cook them at home.

However, the place where she lived was really shabby. Occasionally, the landlord would replace out and call the police. It was simply too cruel. She could only endure the smell of her hometown. Fortunately, all sufferings came to an end. Now that she thought about it, it was a good experience.

When Wanda entered Mr. Barton's office with the laptop in her arms, she saw such a scene.

Mr. Barton was holding onto Will's hand and talking to his grandson with a smile on his face.

The child, on the other hand, was hugging the neck of a beautiful girl intimately.

Mr. Barton, who was standing with his back to her, lowered his head and said something to the girl."

But it could be seen that his attitude was very doting, and he even reached out to touch her head. His actions were completely seen by Wanda.

For a moment, her mind went blank and she didn't know what to do. She stood there in a daze. Did he finally... replace the girl he liked?

And that child seemed to like her very much.

Even Mr. Barton, who was so picky, seemed to dote on this girl very much.

That's great.

Their family...

"Miss, are you going to put down your documents and laptop?"

Wanda was in a daze until she was reminded by the gentle female voice.

She looked up and saw Cierra's face clearly.