Chapter 64 What Is Simon Thinking?
There were rows of seats at the venue. The seats were ranked according to the financial resources of the groups and were with labels on their backs, making it easier for everyone to find seats.
The seat for the Vargas Group was located in the middle of the first row.
Zayla sat down under everyoneâs gaze.
The rumor that she had been abandoned by Stephen was instantly dispelled.
âLook! She is sitting on the seat reserved for the Vargas Group. Stephen asks her to be here on behalf of the Vargas Group?â
âStephen is resolute in doing things when it comes to business. I canât believe that he is bewitched by this woman.â
Several men in suits combed their waxed hair with their hands and looked at Zaylaâs straight, beautiful back.
âWell, gorgeous women are the best. Look at Zayla. She looks both innocent and wild. Of course, every man wants to have some fun with her.â
âWhat was Simon thinking? Why would he abandon such a charming beauty? Why would he prefer Norah, that babe in the woods?â
âHey, silent! Simon is here.â
âWhat? I thought he didnât do things like attending investment promotion conferences.â
Just as everyone was discussing, Simon entered the venue.
His aura was extraordinary and overbearing, and everyone fell silent.
He walked through the red-carpet aisle, walked to the first row, and sat next to Zayla.
The seat reserved for the Russo Group was on the right of Zaylaâs seat.
She had seen it when she was looking for her seat.
She thought, how come I bump into this asshole everywhere? Iâm so unlucky.
On second thought, Simon has never been interested in investment promotion conferences. He always has his assistant manager or special assistant attend to these things.
Why is he here today? Is it a coincidence?
Is it also a coincidence that our seats are so close?
How can there be so many coincidences in the world?
Zayla gritted her teeth, her fair knuckles tightening as she gripped her dress.
If it werenât for the fact that she was in public, she would have grabbed the chair next to her hand and thrown it at Simon!
Simon noticed her movements and whispered gently, âDarling, donât be nervous.â
Zayla was dumbfounded.
She thought, who says Iâm nervous?
And who is his darling?
Zayla took out the divorce certificate from her bag, opened it, and handed it to him.
âGreat wits have short memories. Mr. Russo, take a closer look at the divorce certificate.â
Simonâs eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The words âdivorce certificateâ hurt both his eyes and his heart.
More than once, he wanted to tear it apart.
He regretted it so much. If he hadnât agreed to divorce, they still would have been married, and maybe everything would have been different.
âWhy do you have it with you?â Simon stared into Zaylaâs eyes with extremely complicated emotions.
âTo keep me alert,â Zayla said calmly.
âAbout what?â
âDonât get close to men. Itâs bad luck,â she said, still sounding indifferent.
As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at Simon and then put the divorce certificate back into her bag.
Simon suddenly clenched his fists, which were on his thighs, and a strong sense of suffocation enveloped him.
âZayla, give me another chance. I wonât let any bad luck come close to you,â he promised.
Zaylaâs heart trembled. If it were in the past, she would have been moved.
Yet now, she was expressionless and indifferent.
She raised her eyelids and was just about to speak when she noticed a graceful figure.
She thought, well, well. The home wrecker canât wait to be here.
She sneered, turned her head, and whispered to Simon..
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