Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 467

Chapter 467 Go to Your Place

It was a sum of 3,200 dollars. When the man saw such a thick wad of money, he didn't even have time to look at Irene. He picked up the money from the ground and smiled at Daniel. "I leave now. The man immediately ran off with the money.

"What on earth are you doing?" Daniel immediately helped Irene up.

Irene was dizzy and didn't seem to have realized what had happened. She directly grabbed Daniel's hand. "Daniel, you still can't get I knew it..."

over me.

Even Irene's voice became abnormally hoarse. She had drunk so rnuch wine that she wanted to spit it out after a few steps.

"Don't say such ***things." Daniel frowned slightly.

On the other side, "Airy" took a look and did not dare to come over. She was very sensible. When Daniel did not want her to appear, she would definitely not appear. Now, she could still go home obediently and not cause trouble.

At this moment, she saw Daniel look at her and wave his hand. She immediately nodded, went to pay the bill, and left.

Daniel supported Irene out of the door of the club. He said in a deep voice, "How about sending you home?"

"No! Grandpa doesn't want me anymore. He has already got a general manager. Maybe he got one long ago, waiting for me to make a mistake so that he can kick me out," she said in a sad tone. Daniel was not surprised. Such a kind of thing was commonplace in big families.

The chief of a large family would choose several options before he could completely determine the heir. Irene was just a decent descendant, but she was not necessarily the most suitable candidate. Brady had already given her enough opportunities. Again and again, she was too sentimental.

However, the biggest taboo in business was being sentimental. In the past, Irene was very cold-blooded and could maintain absolute rationality. However, ever since she got involved with Manuel, she became worse and worse.

"Where should I take you now?"

"Go to your place."

Daniel acquiesced and put her in the back seat. He did not forget to give her a bag. "If you want to vomit, do it in the vomit pocket. The car I drive today is what I like a lot."

Irene gradually tightened her grip on the vomit pocket. "If I were Ainsley, would you treat me like this?"

"I don't know." Daniel was stunned.

Actually, it was really a bit strange that he was so tolerant of Ainsley.

The last time he learned from a psychologist that Ainsley had given him a psychological suggestion, he actually did not get too angry.

For a person like him, he always treated those who had hurt him ruthlessly and unscrupulously. That day he had made an arrangement, but he still hesitated when he was about to act.

The car was driving. Irene pulled down the blind and looked at the scenery outside the window. In the darkness, colorful lights lit up in Seattle. She didn't have time to appreciate such a bustling scene before. Irene had endless meetings and had to deal with all the affairs in the company. She was so busy that she did not even have time to drink some water. She even worked until 3 am, when no one was still in the office.

However, now, she was expelled just because she made a mistake. What she had done before was just a joke.

She only felt a splitting headache. She drank too much wine and was still in a daze. She didn't feel a bit better until she left the club.

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She opened the window, and the cold wind hit her face like a knife. It was even more painful than her headache.

Soon, the window was rolled up, and she looked at Daniel in confusion.

"Cold."

Irene turned around and looked at Daniel, who was in the front passenger seat. "Am I really that bad?"

Daniel pondered for a moment before answering. "Yes, really bad."

Seeing that Irene's eyes were dim, he said, "Manuel is not suitable for you. Do you really like him, or do you just don't wanna let go?" "What about you? Do you really like Ainsley, or do you just don't wanna let go?*

Neither of them answered the question.

After a moment of silence, Irene muttered, "Maybe I did like him at the beginning and only wanted to get him, but...

"Afterward, I just don't wanna let go. The more he resists me, the more I want to win his heart.”

However, she left out the fact that he had someone else in mind. Since his mind was full of Ainsley, how could he have any feelings for her?

"Irene, you are really smart. If you didn't care so much about Manuel, I believe that you wouldn't have failed these days." Daniel no longer thought about the loss of money.

When they arrived at Daniel's house, Irene pushed open the back door and was about to get out of the car.

However, the moment she stepped on the ground, her legs went limp, and she directly fell to the ground.

Daniel immediately came over to help her up. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. It's due to the wine."

"I'll help you in."

"Didn't you reject me?" Irene asked with her face full of grievances, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"But we are still friends. Irene, not all men and women have to be lovers. If you had held back, you and Manuel would still be childhood sweethearts. These things might not have happened." "Why did you mention him again?" Irene closed her eyes.

Daniel chose not to say anything. After taking Irene to the guest room, he ordered a maid to change her clothes before leaving.

Returning to his room, Daniel lay quietly on the bed and began to think about what had happened in the club.

Clearly, Irene was really desperate, and she had nowhere to go.

She used to have a house, but for the project of Debham Group, she sold it directly.

She was competent, but she met obstacles.

At three o'clock in the morning, Daniel was already asleep. After drinking wine, he didn't feel well and fell asleep in bed quickly.

At this time, the door to the bedroom opened silently. Irene came in, her body wrapped in a bath towel. She lifted the quilt and got under it.

The two bodies leaned against each other, and they started to kiss.

There was a drop of tear hanging from the corner of Irene's eyes. In the face of a ***woman, no man could resist himself, and

Daniel was no exception.

Hę towered over Irene, panting heavily, and muttered out of control, "Ainsley."

The tear in the corner of Irene's eyes fell directly, making her look rather pitiful. 2/22

Under the hazy moonlight, they embraced each other.

The next day.

Daniel opened his eyes and saw Irene's delicate face. He was originally a little sleepy, but now he immediately woke up. "Why are you here?"

Irene wrapped herself with a quilt. "It must be because I was drunk."

"Irene, do you really think that I don't remember anything?" Daniel asked in disbelief.

Irene looked up with her eyes full of tears. "Daniel, I admit you are right. Not all men and women have to be lovers, but I'm really at my wits' end. I need a helper. I need you to help me." "Since you asked for it, then don't blame me for disregarding what we have had before." Daniel smiled.