Sir Your Ex wife is Already Dead
Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Chapter 89 A Lowly Woman

After giving birth to the child, Yoselin usually stayed at home to take care of the child, even though sheneeded to work. After all, the child was her only reliance, even if Giancarlo was very cold to the child.Before Yoselin’s child was one year old, she would occasionally send meals to the company.

Giancarlo usually took the time to dine with Yoselin, and it would not take more than five minutes.

Yoselin remembered that once, Giancarlo told her very seriously that she should not send meals to thecompany. After that, she never dared to go against such a request. Yoselin felt that it had been a longtime. Giancarlo might have forgotten this request.

At this moment, Yoselin had some uncertain thoughts.

Giancarlo’s reaction was too cold, and it was hurtful.

“I have a dinner party in ten minutes.”

Yoselin asked Giancarlo’s secretary and knew that he did not have a dinner party. Yoselin delivered themeal to him. But he did not even look at her. Giancarlo made up the dinner party and refused hergoodwill.

How many times had this kind of situation happened?

Yoselin recalled it and was shocked. It seemed that it had always been like this. Giancarlo unknowinglyused cold violence to make her worry about her gains and losses. Yoselin lost herself and curried favorwith him.

However, everything was in vain. Giancarlo did not change at all, like a block of wood.

Yoselin thought about it. Giancarlo only treated her well in front of Jazmine.

Thinking of another reason for her coming here, Yoselin had to suppress her dissatisfaction and force asmile. “Really? That’s a pity. It took me a whole morning to make lunch. You should taste it and see if itis to your liking.”

“You still have six minutes.” Giancarlo glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Yoselin could only put down the food and walk up to Giancarlo. She reached out to hold his arm, actinglike a spoiled child.

Yoselin’s hand was about to touch Giancarlo.

Giancarlo looked up at her. Even if he did not say anything, his eyes revealed his impatience andwarning.

Yoselin subconsciously retracted her hand.

Yoselin tried her best to hide the embarrassment on her face. “I just want to talk to you. You haven’ttalked to

me properly for a long time. I really want to…”

“We are in the office.” There was a hint of impatience and undisguised disgust in Giancarlo’s eyes.

Yoselin was frightened by his gaze.

She had never thought that she would be treated like this.

In the past few years, Giancarlo had been relatively cold to her. Yoselin thought that it was because hewas cold by nature. But what did she just see?

Giancarlo looked at her with disgust in his eyes.

So, what the boss said was true, right?

Yoselin hurriedly said, “Giancarlo, I won’t touch you. I will sit here and have a good talk with you.”

“Your time is up.” Giancarlo glanced at the watch on his wrist, and the impatience on his face becamemore

obvious.

Yoselin felt so bad, but she had to listen to Giancarlo. She held back the tears in her eyes and turned toleave.

At the door, Yoselin saw Owen, one of Giancarlo’s special assistants. His face was full ofschadenfreude. Yoselin was so angry that she almost attacked him directly. But she had to endure itjust for her gentle image.

Owen seemed to have no intention of letting her go.

“Ms. Larsen, that secretary revealed Mr. Tapia’s schedule and has been fired. I hope you won’t do thisagain. You are making things difficult for me.”

Yoselin gritted her teeth so hard that they almost shattered, but she didn’t dare to turn against Owenand quickened her pace to leave.

When Owen saw that Yoselin had left, he turned around and made a call.

When Jazmine received the call, she was downstairs at the Tapia Group.

“Okay, I got it. I saw her coming out.”

Owen put away his phone, turned around, and saw Giancarlo standing next to him. Owen suddenlyshivered. He was usually eloquent, but now he could not say anything.

Giancarlo just looked at Owen indifferently and did not speak.

On the contrary, Owen did not know what to do and could only smile at Giancarlo. “Hello, Mr. Tapia.”

Giancarlo’s eyes fell on the phone in Owen’s hand. Giancarlo was very focused, as if he was looking atsome scenery through the phone. There was imperceptible tenderness in Giancarlo’s eyes.

When Owen was about to collapse, Giancarlo finally spoke.

“Get me a cup of coffee.”

Owen was pondering over what Giancarlo meant. Giancarlo turned back to the office, so Owenbreathed a sigh of relief.

Downstairs, Jazmine had gotten out of the car.

Jazmine wore a pair of sunglasses and a light pink professional suit, looking like a capablebusinesswoman. Even if there was no one following her, the moment she walked out, she attracted theattention of everyone

present.

It included Yoselin, who angrily came downstairs.

The female receptionist directly walked up to Jazmine and asked respectfully, “Miss, who are youlooking

for?”

“My name is Jazmine Gardner. I’m looking for your president. This is my business card.”

The receptionist was shocked by the title on the business card, so she didn’t ask if Jazmine had anappointment.

It said that Jazmine was the president of Glory Group.

Even the receptionist knew that her company was setting up a project and seemed to have acompetitor, Glory Group.

Jazmine came to their company so openly. Was she here to cause trouble?

It was not only the receptionist who had this idea but also Yoselin.

Yoselin was annoyed with Giancarlo, and the sight of Jazmine made her angrier. Yoselin could notcontinue to check her anger.

Yoselin strode toward Jazmine.

She greeted Jazmine in a sarcastic tone. “It’s you, Ms. Gardner. What brings you to the Tapia Group?Are you going to ask Giancarlo for help? Do you want money, or do you want Giancarlo to save yourparents?”

If Yoselin did not mention this, Jazmine would not want to teach her a lesson.

Now that Yoselin did, Jazmine was not going to show mercy anymore.

If one wanted to catch a snake, he should give it a fatal blow. Likewise, if one wanted to hit someone,he should choose the fatal part.

What Yoselin cared about the most was her identity.

Jazmine smiled coldly and said to Yoselin, “I was wondering who it was. You are so resentful. Thosewho don’t know would think that this is the scene of the murder. It turned out to be Ms. Larsen. Whatdid you just say? Your Tapia Group? Are you Mrs. Tapia now? I don’t believe it. Show me yourregistration document.”

Yoselin was rendered speechless.

Yoselin had a registration document, but the problem was that she was the only one on the paper.Everyone

outside called her Ms. Larsen.

Jazmine said this on purpose!

Just as Yoselin was thinking of a way to fight back, Jazmine passed her and left.

Jazmine talked to the receptionist at the front desk. “I won’t make things difficult for you. I’ll give youtime to inform your president. Just say that the president of the Glory Group personally has come overto discuss the development case of Tulip Mountain with him.”