The Boss Went Crazy After Divorce

As we speak, Lucia and her group have approached, “It’s been a long time, Ms. Bradley.”

Lucia said while sizing up Starry and Hunter, her eyes with a bit of sarcasm, “Ms. Bradley is really something, so soon, another boyfriend.”

Starry frowned, “Ms. Scott is just as good at bullshitting as ever.”

Just as she finished speaking, Hunter, who was standing by, suddenly let out a laugh.

This sound was like a blast to Lucia, and she blushed instantly.

Hunter heard Starry’s words on the sidelines and suddenly laughed.

The clear laugh sounded in his ears, and Starry inclined his head to look at him.

Lucia heard the man’s laughter, the expression on his face became more and more ugly, “Ms. Bradley’s skills I can’t learn, after all, has such a good-looking face.”

“Thanks, I do look pretty good.”

No matter what sarcastic words Lucia said, Starry listened to them as compliments. Lucia saw Starry’s side of the story, so she turned her attention to Hunter, “This gentleman is lucky, but I don’t know how long your luck will keep you around Ms. Bradley, who has more boyfriends than she has clothes in her closet.”

Hunter raised an eyebrow lightly, “Really? Then I did have good luck to stand out from so many men and become one of Ms. Bradley’s boyfriends.”

The man’s words were sincere, but Lucia was so exasperated that she gritted her teeth, “Well, good luck keeping it up!”

After she finished, she lifted her leg and walked past Starry.

Starry looked back at Lucia and then to Hunter, “Thanks.”

Hunter reached out and lifted his glasses, smiling gently, “It’s nothing, it’s just a casual labor.”

Starry laughed and didn’t answer again.

She walked to the parking lot and pointed to the red Ferrari on her side, “I’ll go back first, thank you for today Mr. Starry, when I have time, I’ll treat you to dinner again.”

“Good.”

Adults, this kind of courtesy, Hunter still understand.

He did not get into the car, but stood aside and watched Starry drive away before getting into the car himself and then leaving.

Starry returned to the cottage just before five o’clock. She had made soup before she left home, and it was just ready at this time.

She served a bowl of fragrant corn and carrot tube bone soup, cooled it, took out the dishes she wanted to eat tonight from inside the refrigerator and washed them, then sat down at the dining table to drink the soup.

Halfway through the soup, Izabella’s phone call came, “Little Starry, how is it going?” Mr. Starry is okay, right?

Starry smiled lightly, “Well, Mr. Starry is very nice, I just ran into Lucia, and he helped me.”

Izabella was pretty excited to hear Starry’s words, “So have you guys arranged to see each other sometime?”

“No yet.”

Starry responded and explained again, “Mr. Starry and I, fit to be friends.”

“Okay.”

Izabella is a little lost, but she also understands that feelings are not created by just meeting one person, “It’s okay, I’ll find you the next one!”

Starry put the spoon, “Izabella.”

She rarely had to call out to Izabella seriously, and Izabella on the other end of the line straightened up, “What’s wrong?”

“I actually, really put Filip down.”

She never loved Filip, but came to her senses and had to pull away, and it was only a matter of moments.

“Actually, I introduced someone to you, and I just want someone to take care of you.”

“I’m fine on my own.”

“Okay, then I won’t give you any trouble in the future.”

“It’s not a hassle, it’s just, I might not be a good fit.”

Starry knew Izabella meant well, “Thank you, Izabella.”

“What’s all this talk about thanks! What a big deal!”

As Izabella spoke, a work call came in and the two men didn’t talk any further.

Starry and Hunter meet things do not know who took a photo, sent in the circle of friends, the photo transferred to Izabella, Izabella thought it was pretty good, but also to save the photo.

Izabella has seen the photos, and naturally Dillon and the others have seen them too.

Dillon saw the hilarity and sent a screenshot of that circle of friends directly to several of their chat groups.

“Do you guys know this guy? He’s a good-looking guy, and he’s kind of compatible with Starry.”

Dillon’s comment was half intentional and half genuine.

The photo inside the man looks really handsome and good-looking, temperament also looks good, and Starry just look really quite compatible.

What’s more, knowing Izabella’s introduction, Dillon doesn’t think the introduction will be bad, given Izabella’s baby Starry’s strength.

Freddie saw the photo and posted, “The guy in the photo is named Hunter, from the capital side, founder of The Felicity.”

Thomas also added, “Look at it this way, it does look like a good man and a good woman.”

There were four people in the chat group, and except for Filip, the other three spoke up.

Dillon, who has always been a gossip, saw someone talking and couldn’t help but add, “It seems that Hamish is a rumor, I told you so, Starry doesn’t look like that either. Nowadays, people are outrageous, they say everything, and they even say that Hamish is like Filip, funny.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Filip picked up his phone for the third time and Florence couldn’t help but smile a little, “What, been busy lately?”

Filip converged his eyebrows for a moment, put down his phone and shook his head.

Florence took a sip of red wine, “I’ll be over at Flapea for the next six months, Lilly’s character I know, you don’t have to spoil her.”

“Hmm.”

Filip answered, and the person was a little distracted.

Florence laughed and shook her head, “You’re not too young, you’ve done all the things you’ve done with the agreement to get married, and although your grandmother says she doesn’t care about you anymore, she still wants to see you start a family.”

“I heard that Starry is looking for a boyfriend recently, and it’s been almost a year since your divorce, so no matter what, it’s time for you to think seriously about your marriage.”

Filip frowned a little and replied with a very careless, “I’ll think about it.”

Florence is not a preachy person either, and seeing him like this, she stopped saying, “You get busy, I’ll sit for a while.”

Filip’s hand, which had just picked up the phone, paused slightly as he glanced at Florence, “I’ll leave you to it then, Auntie.”

Florence nodded, “Go back, I know you’re busy.”

Filip didn’t say anything, took his blazer aside, got up and left.

Florence looked back at him as he walked towards the door of the box, “Filip.”

Filip had just reached the foyer when he heard Florence’s voice and he turned back, “Auntie?”

“You don’t actually have no feelings for Starry, do you?”

Filip blushed and answered quickly, “No, you think too much, aunt, I’ll go first.”

After saying that, he pulled open the compartment door and left straight away.