Not 70

chapter 70 

“Move back to Belmont Villas! When it’s over, I’ll give you 35% of the assets. As for the Barrette Group shares, I can only give you the cash equivalent.” 

Claudine said, “Deal!” 

At this moment, Audrey, who was vacationing abroad with Darlene, came across a piece of news from home: “Bar- rette Group CEO and wife on a sweet date, mysterious wife makes first public appearance as the face of Barrette Group.” 

Looking at the intimate couple in the photo, Audrey couldn’t believe her eyes. 

“Mommy, you’re hurting me…” 

Darlene’s voice snapped Audrey back to her senses. 

She looked at the spot on her daughter’s skin scratched by her sharp nails and apologized repeatedly. 

The phone rang–it was a call from home. 

“Darla, go play outside for a bit. Mommy needs to take a call.” 

On the other end of the line, Adriana gripped her phone tightly. Though she had faced many big occasions before, she was now so nervous she could barely breathe. 

The Barrette Group’s public relations department is not to be underestimated. 

In just a few hours, they had produced a loving video of their own president and Claudine. 

These videos were played in a loop on the official website and were soon reposted by other marketing accounts. 

Roberto looked at the photos on his phone, his face betraying no emotion, but the veins on the back of his hand grip- ping the phone stood out sharply. 

He closed the webpage, casually picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, and held it between his lips. 

Lately, he had been tied up with company matters. 

He had planned to contact Claudine after finishing his work and establishing himself in the country. 

He had thoroughly investigated everything Damian had done to Claudine. 

He thought Claudine would never have anything to do with Damian again. 

But unexpectedly, the Barrette Group chose this moment to publicly reveal Claudine’s identity. 

Roberto tapped his fingers on the desk, gazing at the neon lights outside the floor–to–ceiling window. 

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He recalled that night, standing downstairs at Claudine’s place, with Damian right behind him. 

That man was definitely not someone to be trifled with. 

He didn’t believe that in just a few days, their marriage had suddenly become as loving as the internet claimed. 

He guessed that Damian must be forcing Claudine. 

Claudine must really need someone to help her right now! 

Inside Belmont Villas. 

By now, it had been quite a while since Claudine last stayed here. 

She stood in the living room, carrying her luggage. 

Nothing much had changed since she left, probably because Damian didn’t want her to see any traces left by his new lover and refuse to cooperate with his act. 

When the maid saw Claudine return alone with her luggage, she assumed Claudine had run away from home, and af- ter Damian completely ignored her, she had come back in defeat. 

Angie had always felt that, after working in this house for so many years, she was part of the family. 

She always liked to put on the airs of an elder in front of Claudine. 

She stepped forward to take the luggage from Claudine’s hand. 

“Mrs. Barrette, it’s good that you’re back!” 

Even teeth and tongue fight sometimes–what couple doesn’t bicker now and then! 

But you really shouldn’t just run away from home at the drop of a hat! 

Besides, look at how many days you’ve been gone–does Mr. Barrette even care? 

“If you ask me, you should focus on taking care of him and his daughter, coax Mr. Barrette, and have a child with him -that’s what really matters!” 

Angie spoke self–righteously as she carried the luggage upstairs. 

At that moment, Claudine called Damian. 

“What is it?” 

Damian was in a meeting at the company. He had intended to hang up immediately, but after glancing at the board members at the table, he pressed the answer button. 

Claudine turned on the speakerphone. 

“Damian, I want to fire Angie.” 

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Angie, who was still chattering nearby, was momentarily stunned 

Then the man’s voice came through the phone, 

“You handle things at home as you see fit. I’m in a meeting. See you tonight.” 

After hanging up, Damian set his phone aside. 

“Let’s continue!” 

Angie was still holding the luggage when she heard Claudine wanted to fire her, her eyes wide in shock. 

“Mrs. Barrette, what did I do wrong for you to fire me? I’ve been in this house longer than you have.” 

Claudine didn’t bother to waste words with her. 

She walked up the stairs and stopped in front of Angie. 

“Go to the housekeeper and collect six months‘ salary. You can leave later today.” 

Angie’s face turned bright red with frustration. 

After so many years as a maid, she certainly understood why Claudine wanted to fire her. 

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