Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband novel Chapter 315

“A woman, you know, finding a good man was the best way to take care of herself, from head to toe, inside and out. It worked better than any supplements or skincare products.”

Iris, “…”

“Except for a man, we didn’t lack anything. We had money if we wanted, we had power if we wanted, we had kids if we wanted. Why get married? Just date and that’s enough.”

He also said, “If you’re unlucky and end up with some jerk or a creep, get married and then divorced, that’s a hassle.”

Iris,

…

“Did Prof. Steele get what you meant?” she asked.

“Hey, how long have I even known Prof. Steele? Of course I had to take your side, right?” Nathaniel said, raising an eyebrow.

Iris nodded.

That’s true.

Nathaniel was definitely into her.

“Then eat less of the food Prof. Steele made tonight.”

Nathaniel, “…

The two went back to the office, Nathaniel packed up, and went off work with Iris.

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These past years, Nathaniel managed Lumora Group pretty well

Iris came to the group meeting this time mainly just to show her face in front of everyone and build up her own influence.

Actually, with Nathaniel’s abilities, just managing one Lumora Group was really a waste of his talent.

Iris already talked with Nathaniel and planned to keep expanding Lumora Group, going all out in the women’s products market.

Besides skincare and beauty products, Lumora Group also started to put a lot of effort into developing medical aesthetic products.

Also, Lumora Group started to make a big push into all kinds of areas like women’s cleaning products, health products, and women’s underwear.

Iris and Nathaniel were on the same page. They planned to turn Lumora Group into a full–scale women’s products empire that covered R&D, production, and sales in the next three to five years.

Iris had money, Nathaniel had skills.

The two worked together, and there was nothing they couldn’t do.

The two people took a private elevator and went straight to the underground garage.

Laurel had already told the bodyguard, and the car had stopped about five or six meters in front of the elevator shaft door.

About twenty or thirty/meters away, in a totally ordinary black Mercedes.

Katrina sat in the back seat, looking through the clear car window. Her sunken, blood–red eyes stared hard at the direction of the elevator

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shaft.

His eyes didn’t blink at all, like he was about to stare two holes right through the car window.

All the car windows had one–way film on them, so from outside, you couldn’t see anything inside.

The car had already pulled into the garage and had been waiting there for over an hour.

No one noticed anything unusual about this black Mercedes.

Katrina hadn’t dared to relax for even a second since she got to the underground garage.

Her right hand was on the seat next to her, holding a blurry pistol.

I didn’t know if it was because she was nervous or because she’d been staring too long, but she felt weak all over.

At that moment, not only her palms but also Katrina’s forehead broke out in a layer of sweat.

Sweat gathered and rolled down my temples, almost getting into my eyes.

But she didn’t dare to raise her hand to wipe it.