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Chapter 83
Chapter 83
“What do you want to talk about?” Cynthia asked calmly, creating a distance between them.
This feeling made Joshua feel uncomfortable.
He took a step forward, and without thinking, he said, “Let’s talk about what you plan to do after your divorce. Will you continue to work as Ms. Yates‘ bodyguard or be with Mitchell?” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“You’re crazy,” Cynthia replied, no longer bothering to be polite to him.
Cynthia thought it was best to part ways amicably after their divorce. However, she found Joshua becoming increasingly crazy as time went by. It was as if the gentle person she had known in the past year and a half was just her imagination.
“If you don’t have a job, I can give you a position at the Neal Group out of respect for Grandpa,” Joshua said, ignoring her
retort.
He came here to see her reaction to the lipstick on his collar, and talking about this was just an excuse. Yet, he could not help but think about Cynthia’s life after the divorce.
Just the thought of her sitting alone in that villa, staring at the sky like an abandoned kitten, made him uneasy.
Cynthia asked him, “What kind of job pays more than 3,000,000 USD a year?”
Joshua was taken aback by her audacity.
“Salary is proportional to ability. What do you have to prove you’re worth more than 3,000,000 USD a year?” he said.
“If a job pays less than $3,000,000 a year, why would I work for your company? If I put the 200,000,000 USD from the divorce in the bank, I can do nothing and still make more than 3,000,000 USD a year in interest alone based on an annual interest rate of 1.5%,” Cynthia rationally analyzed, leaving Joshua speechless.
Joshua was speechless.
“Not to mention, such a large amount of savings would not be given such a low–interest rate. It’s a wonder you’re al businessman but can’t even do the math,” Cynthia continued.
“What if you act impulsively and get cheated of all your money?” Joshua struggled to come up with something.
“Even if you became a beggar, I wouldn’t be cheated. I’m a smart person,” Cynthia replied firmly.
Joshua gritted his teeth and said, “Are you saying I’m not smart?”
Cynthia stared at him. “Well, you have a brain, but you’re not using it.”
After all, could a normal person do what he did?
Joshua felt a surge of anger in his chest.
He was crazy to come here and do something so stupid.
“Well, let’s see who becomes a beggar first.”
The conversation ended, and Joshua was holding back his frustration.
Cynthia said, “Goodbye.”
Joshua left, exuding coldness.
After he entered the elevator, Cynthia closed the door and sat back on the sofa in the living room. Images of Joshua with the lipstick stain on his collar and the scent of the perfume flooded her mind.
Cynthia frowned, feeling more emotional than before. It was not that she still cared, but she could not describe her irritation.
The feeling of being betrayed was stronger than seeing him with Jayleen.
She rubbed her forehead.
At the thought of leaving Jiverton in a few days, Cynthia planned to say goodbye to her friend in Jiverton, Ellora Reynolds.
Considering it was already late at night, she opened WhatsApp and sent a message.
[Ellora, I’ll be leaving Jiverton in a few days. Do you have time to meet up for a meal?]
Ellora was a friend Cynthia had met when she first came to Jiverton, and the two hit it off right away. She was a small–time actress until a year ago when her villainous role rose her fame, and she immediately became a B–list actress.