Chapter 243
Damn it, that’s entirely possible. That’s why Xavier kept telling him to draft a property settlement agreement to ap- pease Aveline.
But Aveline shouldn’t actually want a divorce, right? She must be playing some kind of game.
Gerald was really curious. He didn’t dare to call Xavier, so he just sent a text,
[Heard you found the agreement. Did Aveline sign it?]
At the time, Gerald had only looked at the terms of the agreement; he really didn’t know if Aveline had signed it.
The phone on the desk buzzed with a notification. Xavier, who already had a headache, found the sound grating, as if a sharp object had just jabbed a nerve.
He angrily stretched out his long leg and kicked the desk again.
The phone slid off and fell to the floor.
Xavier ignored it, rubbed his temples hard, opened his eyes, and pressed the call button. [Bring me a cup of coffee.]
Just then, Claude received a text from the driver, saying Mr. Beltran hadn’t had dinner yet and that he should ask if he wanted him to buy something to eat.
Hearing Xavier ask for coffee, Claude shook his head and muttered to himself, “Am I going to get to go home and sleep tonight?”
Bringing the coffee in, Claude looked at Xavier, who was slumped on the sofa, and asked cautiously:
“Mr. Beltran, Amy said you haven’t had dinner yet. Do you want me to order you a meal?”
Xavier opened his eyes and said flatly, “Just order whatever.”
As his special assistant, Claude had a good idea of Xavier’s tastes, so he agreed.
Seeing Xavier’s phone on the floor, he picked it up. The screen was a little cracked, but it still lit up.
He placed the phone on the coffee table, then went out to order food.
Xavier downed the entire cup of coffee in a few gulps, then picked up his phone.
He replied to Gerald with a single word, 【Fuck off.】
After waiting on his bed for ages, Gerald finally got that one word and grimaced, regretting that he hadn’t asked if it was a divorce agreement when Xavier had asked who drafted it.
When the food arrived, Claude brought it into the office and carefully set it on the coffee table. “Mr. Beltran, are you
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eating here?”
Xavier, holding his phone and wondering what to text Aveline, just gave a faint “mm.”
If he called her when she woke up tomorrow, she definitely wouldn’t pick up.
Claude finished setting out the food and glanced at the desk, dying to know what kind of agreement was on it.
“Mr. Beltran, do you need me to tidy up for you?”
Xavier said flatly, “Clean it up.”
Then he added, “Don’t touch the agreement on the desk.”
Claude agreed and went over to clean.
He put the things that had fallen on the floor back into the drawer one by one, then put the drawer back into the desk.
He glanced at Xavier, saw he was eating dinner, and then looked at the agreement on the desk.
Then he was stunned.
A divorce agreement?
Mr. Beltran is divorcing Aveline?
This letter was sent two or three months ago, which means Mr. Beltran already wanted a divorce back then.
Didn’t they just get their marriage certificate then?
Claude didn’t dare to look for long. He took a quick peek and immediately looked away, afraid Xavier would notice. After cleaning up, he said to Xavier, “Mr. Beltran, it’s all clean. Do you need me to get you some tea?”
Xavier said flatly, “No, you can go home.”
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