Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 430

Maja was a pro at self–suggestion, making problem–solving as easy as cashing a check. With the

additional four million, her bank account bloomed to a total of seven million, making her feel like she

was walking on clouds.

But every time she caught sight of the marks on her neck, she would furrow her eyebrows. Maybe next

time, she thought, she should tell him to be gentler. Having to wear a scarf all the time got weird.

Just as she was leaving the hotel, the police called. Tom had ratted out Tricia.

Tricia had fled abroad, but with the evidence stacked against her, an international warrant had been

issued. If she so much as showed her face overseas, she’d be deported back home unless she went

incognito.

Tom and his gang were definitely out of the Pennyfeather group for good. The group was currently in

turmoil with their departure.

But luckily, Maja had secured a partnership with Silverstone Enterprises, and they had sent over

Nathan.

Judson was a savvy guy. Knowing that Nathan and Maja had a good relationship, he sent Nathan over

as a subtle way of telling Maja he still owed her a favor.

Maja naturally gave Judson a thank–you call and then signed the contract with Nathan.

“How’s your sister?” Nathan asked.

“She was just scared; she had some stitches, but she’s much better now.”

Nathan had his flaws, but when collaborating with Maja, he knew his boundaries. He wouldn’t pry

where he shouldn’t, and he certainly wouldn’t betray what shouldn’t be betrayed.

Like when Knox kidnapped him, he was forced to call Maja, but despite being knocked out, he held his

ground and didn’t call.

Or like now. Even though Maja was just an interior designer, she could sign contracts on behalf of the

Neilian Group.

He knew better than to voice any opinions, so he simply asked, “Penny, fancy grabbing dinner tonight?”

“I’ve got stuff to handle today.”

“Alright, then I’ll head back to Silverstone Enterprises and report to Mr. Judson.”

Maja nodded, and after Nathan left, she got up and left her office, only to see May diligently cleaning

up.

But she seemed a bit off today, like she couldn’t crouch down.

Maja approached and noticed the marks on her neck. Her heart clenched.

“Did Ferris hit you again?” Maja asked.

Since May had cooperated with the police, Maja had given her a raise. Now she was making over two

grand a month.

In Greenfield, that was a decent salary.

Even though Greenfield was a bustling city, the median monthly income was about twelve hundred

dollars. So, making over two grand meant you were better off than most.

But the housing prices here started at seven thousand per square meter, even in remote areas. The

average person would need family support and to live. frugally to barely afford a house.

Maja was a grateful person, and May was one of the few people who were kind to Lillian when she was

alive.

In a place like Crystalbrook Valley, having two sons was a matter of pride for most women, looking

down on this and looking down on that as if having sons was the greatest honor.

But May Chandler wasn’t like that. She had always been low–key.

“Ms. Pennyfeather,” May said, seeming a bit embarrassed.

“After being abused for over twenty years, have you ever considered getting a divorce?”

May immediately became nervous.

“Actually, it doesn’t hurt. I’m used to it. Ferris is my husband and the father of my children.”

If there was anyone who could endure anything in this world, it was married women.

Since she didn’t want a divorce, Maja didn’t push.

“Just remember to go to the hospital next time.”

May nodded and continued to sweep the floor diligently.

Maja walked into the conference room, which had become eerily quiet after eight people had left.

The HR director, who had always been reluctant to offend anyone, very smartly pulled out a chair for

Maja. He never wanted to offend anyone when those old employees hadn’t completely fallen from

grace.

Maja glanced at him, thinking that those who understood timing were wise.

He was a clever man, one she could trust in the future.

Everyone in the room was restless. No one had expected that group of people to be taken away by the

police.

Maja tapped her fingertips on the table and placed the contract signed with Silverstone Enterprises on

it.

“If we don’t have any other orders during this period, look for some small companies to collaborate

with. Don’t act arrogant like a listed company. Every little helps, so put your pride aside.”

No one dared to argue with her. After all, Maja had solved the Silverstone Enterprises problem within a

week and had eight senior executives leave. Everyone felt like they could be fired at any moment.

“Those of you who embezzled before, you’d better cough it all up before I start auditing. I’ll let you

settle accounts with the finance director privately. If anyone is short, once I find out, you can join the

others at the police station. You guys can form a soccer team.”

Everyone in the room was trembling, and their attitudes were even more respectful.

Maja couldn’t be bothered with their act: “Within half a month, I want to see increased orders, big or

small; I will review them all personally.” “Yes, Ms. Pennyfeather, have a good day.”

Everyone saw Maja walk to the conference room door, bowing their heads respectfully and wiping the

cold sweat from their foreheads. Maja worked late into the evening at the company. Just as she was

about to drive home, a car pulled up. It was Samuel Brown’s car.