Все главы Dump the CEO, Drain His Wallet: Глава 1 - Глава 10

Everyone in Lonmire knew that Wynona Savill was born lucky. Her looks, figure, and family background were all undoubtedly of the highest caliber.Even when her family declined and her older brother went to prison, her childhood sweetheart, Isaac Zeigler, still loved her deeply. In the three years that they were engaged, he cherished and protected her, ensuring that she never suffered a single hardship.This winter marked the third anniversary since they'd gotten engaged.People from all walks of life in Lonmire couldn't help but speculate among themselves about when the two would finally get married.…Late at night, Wynona exited the underground garage and went upstairs, avoiding the reporters at the southern gate. The only lights on in the entire building were on the top floor, where the CEO's office was located. That was why the reporters persisted in waiting.If it hadn't been for Isaac leaving a critical document behind in the study, Wynona wouldn't have risked being harasse

Wynona lowered her gaze and calmly slid into the passenger seat. Just like always, she looked at the restaurant's website to browse its signature dishes.Along the way, Isaac seemed distracted. He glanced at his watch repeatedly. Every time they hit a red light, he tugged impatiently at his tie like he was afraid someone inside the restaurant would slip away.Wynona knew full well that Isaac was using her to provoke the ex-girlfriend he could never let go of.But she didn't always have to be the one being used by others.The corners of Wynona's lips curled up slightly. She logged into her alternate social media account and sent a private message to the most notorious gossip hound in Lonmire, Tom Vance.She texted, "You've got a big scoop at Evergreen Restaurant. Hurry.""Who are you chatting with that's got you smiling like that?" Isaac asked, grinning.Wynona closed the chat and casually replied, "Just an ex-classmate."When she saw the Evergreen Restaurant sign ahead, she mot

Wynona gripped the doorknob so tightly that her fingertips turned white. She hadn't seen Yolanda since the night she overheard the truth. And now, here her enemy was, unexpectedly standing right in front of her.She bit her tongue to keep her expression calm. "What are you doing here?""What kind of question is that? Your house is my house, remember? I can drop by whenever I feel like it, can't I?" Yolanda quipped, unaware that Wynona wasn't like her usual self. She laughed cheerfully as she let herself in.Wynona stepped aside and silently watched as she headed for the fridge in search of a drink.She had never liked crowds. Ever since she was young, she believed having one or two close friends was enough. Ten years ago, she had been neighbors with Isaac and classmates with Yolanda.They became fast friends, and it had been a full decade since then.Yolanda had been her only best friend since middle school. Her home and everything else had been open to Yolanda. Not only that,

It wasn't just the limited-edition collection; Wynona had built the entire jewelry department up from scratch. Every aspect and detail was the result of her hard work.Yolanda and Isaac both firmly believed that unless the world ended or the sky fell, Wynona would never turn a blind eye to any crisis in the jewelry department."Isaac, I'm scheduled to host the overseas team this week. Did you forget?" Wynona spoke up.Isaac paused in surprise.Yolanda frowned. "What overseas team?"Wynona explained calmly, "Our partners from abroad are here to inspect us. They want to export our products. If the deal goes through, the jewelry department will expand internationally."She looked at Isaac and added, "If we secure the partnership, Ark Group's profit will increase at least fivefold. We'll become an international brand."She glanced at Yolanda and continued to paint them a grand prospect. "And you'll become an internationally acclaimed designer."Isaac and Yolanda quieted down, a fli

In the visitation room, Wynona sat quietly at the table, her palms slick with sweat.Footsteps sounded outside. Then, the door opened. A guard pushed someone inside and said apathetically, "The visitation time is 30 minutes. No physical contact or loud noises."At those words, Wynona looked up and saw Shawn, whom she hadn't seen in over six months. Shawn wore handcuffs and a prison uniform. His once dashing and handsome face now bore faint scars. He was no longer the spirited young heir of the Savill family in a crisp white shirt. Three years in prison had worn away all traces of the air of refinement he once exuded.Wynona's eyes reddened. She clenched her fists and softly called out, "Shawn."Shawn smiled and sat down across from her. He started to raise his hands, but then he hesitated. He quickly hid his swollen hands and cuffs under the table."It's not a holiday. So, what brings you here so suddenly? Did something happen with Mom and Dad?" Shawn asked with concern.Wyno