Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

It suddenly started to rain when Amber drove to Red Plum Club and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

When she arrived at the place, she found there was no parking space in the underground garage. So she had to park her car in the open parking lot. As she had no umbrella in the car, she could only put her bag over her head and rushed into the rain.

In fact, the lobby was not far away. But due to the heavy rain, she still got wet. When the cold wind blew, she shivered all over.

When a waiter saw her like this, he immediately brought her a towel.

"Thank you." She wiped her hair while asking, "It's Friday today, so there must be many guests here, right? Are Mr. Longman and the others still playing cards in the same private room?"

The waiter thought she was a friend of Mr. Longman, so he replied, "Yes. Room 1103 has always been reserved for Mr. Longman."

Knowing the room number, she showed a slight smile.

After the waiter left, she went to the front desk and ordered a pot of top quality tea and some desserts.

Just as she carried the plate towards the private room, several men pushed the glass door open and entered the lobby.

When Jared looked up, he suddenly noticed a woman with a slender figure walking towards one of the private rooms.

The woman looked quite similar to Amber…

"Mr. Farrell?" A man next to him saw Jared standing there so he asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

Jared withdrew his eyes and replied, "It's nothing."

Amber did not know that Jared had also come here. She entered the room with a smile carrying tea and desserts.

She looked around the room and saw four men sitting at the card table in a Victorian style room. They were playing cards and chatting so leisurely and happily. And there were two young girls accompanying two of them.

Amber had read the information of Wisemas before and quickly recognized its boss, Mr. Longman. So she walked over and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Longman."

playing cards only threw a glance at her. "Hey, who are

from Goldstone Co." She put down the tea and desserts on the table with a

"I came here to meet a friend. He played cards with you before and praised your good skills. Since our companies once had worked together, I

At this time, the man sitting on the south side of the table asked, "Is your father Hugo

"Yes," she replied.

to be familiar with your father. I played cards with him and he was quite

and said with a smile, "Yes. My father is good at playing cards and that's why

two chatted, the

at her. "My back hurts a bit playing for a round. You can help me and

an embarrassed look and said, "Mr. Yates, I don't

can you be?" He continued to beckon her. "Come here. If you really don't know how to play, I will

Mr. Yates. If you truly don't want to

displeasure

guessed that only his Wisemas could deal

she should do to get help from

her bag and walked towards Mr. Yates' seat with a slight smile. "Mr. Yates, since you don't mind, I will play one round for you.

then showed a satisfied smile and sat beside her, patting her

towards the other side, avoiding

began another

did not teach her and was

she was here, these men

talk about

asked, "Amber, why did you divorce Jared? How much did you get from him? It must be a lot

got a divorce." Her lips pursed, "The Farrell Group is Mr. Farrell's asset and I am not qualified to get a share. So I

thing?" Mr. Yates pretended to care and stared at her with lecherous gaze, "At least you have slept with him for six years, so how can he give you nothing after getting

sneered in

good at dealing with her. With Makenna

told them this, she would

least have inherited Goldstone from my father. Since you are an old friend of my father,