Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband

Once A Pauper: Can’t Return To My Poverty

Anderson was all tears in the shower, often slamming his palm on the wall as he wept nosily; this was the attitude Jamole had told him to display just to convince Stella he was heartbroken over what was about to befall Swan Group.

Stella who was having a rest in bed couldn’t stay back; she had to join him in the shower just to pet him.

“This is not the end of the world, honey,” she drawled, “Besides we still have two weeks to go. Anything could happen and Zhang could lose wolfly. Please, perk up.” she raked her figer down his wet hair.

Anderson shook his head in sorrow. “it is easier said than done. Do you think it is easy to wave bye to my inheritance? Swan Airline is worth $4 billion, let alone Swan Real Estate, so what are you talking about?”

Stella caught his face. “Listen to me, sweetie. Listen up…”

But there was no stoppig Anderson. He slammed his plam on the wall once more and lamented, “Do you know what Zhang is about to acquire? A Multi-billion group of company, priceless. It