Chapter 947
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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For a moment, the room was shocked.
External cost quotation was confidential, and no one would know unless they were insiders.
âHow do you know this, Ms. Quimbey?â
âIs that true?â
âWhatâs their relationship?â
Sean regained his composure, and he fixed his gaze on Yvette with a deadly stare.
A slightly fat woman sitting next to him looked a little mean. She recognized Yvette and immediately
stood up.
âMs. Quimbey, did Sean not give you enough money?
Or are you not satisfied with the amount? Whatâs your motive for causing trouble now?â
Yvette glanced at the woman and gave a cold laugh.
âWe meet again, Mrs. Moore.â
âYou act really confident for a mistress. Ms. Quimbeyâs skin is really extraordinarily thick. Now that youâve
been dumped, youâre throwing the handle after the blade and throwing mud at us?â
Mrs. Moore looked at Yvette, wanting nothing more than to tear her apart.
How dare Yvette show up in front of her? Yvette was stimulated by the word âmistressâ and her face
instantly turned ugly. At that moment, Nicole stepped out from behind the wall and stood next to Yvette
with a cold face.
Her eyes were coldly focused on the woman beside Sean.
âMrs. Moore, please get your facts straight. Yvette was madeâ a mistress. With Seanâs wealth and
appearance, if he hadnât taken the initiative to pester Yvette, Yvette wouldnât have taken a fancy to
someone like him at all. You should put a leash on your dog. Donât let it run out and bite people and then
blame others for walking on the streets!â Nicoleâs words were not polite at all.
Mrs. Mooreâs expression turned nasty in anger.
The people around watched silently as if they knew what was happening, but they had to lower their
heads and pretend not to know. After all, with Nicole around, no one dared to act as if they were
watching a show. Nicole smiled. She could feel a hot gaze from across the room and knew exactly who it
was from.
However, she did not look up to see him. She could only try her best to ignore it.
Yvette also slowed down, looking at the woman and Sean with lukewarm eyes, and said provokingly,
âThatâs right. I have so many boyfriends around me.
Why should I need to find a man from the garbage? Sean is the scummiest and worst person Iâve ever
dated. I just didnât expect there to be a garbage collection station beside him.â That sarcasm was close to
explicitly saying Mrs. Mooreâs name.
Nicole paused, not wanting to continue wasting time on the verbal argument. She looked at Yvette and
then at the people from Ferguson Corporation. âYou guys can check what Ms. Quimbey said. After all,
she wouldnât go as far as to fabricate a quotation just to destroy your cooperation.
I think that Ferguson Corporation wonât be indifferent to a fabricated quotation, right?â Nicoleâs words
instantly drew their attention to the key point.
Mrs. Moore obviously panickedâ¦
âDonât listen to their nonsense. Yvette Quimby isnât a good person at allâ¦â
âEnoughââ
Sean stood up with an unpleasant face, acting indifferent to all of this.
However, when Yvette was about to leave, Sean suddenly stood up.
Sean walked over and took Yvetteâs hand out of nowhere. â Come out with me. I need to explain
something to youâ¦â
âSeanââ
Mrs. Moore stood there with a pale face, glaring at them with shame and anger.
That little b*tch Yvette ruined their contract, but Sean did not care?
He took Yvette away in front of everyone. What was that supposed to mean?
It meant that the position of Mrs. Moore would be given to Yvette!
How could she be willing to have her face rubbed on the ground?