Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 572 Meeting with Irene Wade

Cason said nothing. Instead, he stubbornly raised the price.

When Ainsley saw this scene, she frowned.

The person next to him raised paddle again.

"56 million dollars! 56 million dollars going once!"

Daniel didn't want to give in but Aaden approached him and said, "Mr.

Easton, your father may..."

Hearing tiiat, he threw the paddle away angrily. He has to give in as such a large money flow must catch his father's

attention.

"Shut the fuck up!" He was angry as he felt himself so helpless.

Just as Cason was about to raise his paddle, Kaiiyah stopped him. "Are you embarrassing me? I'm your wife!"

In an instant, he regained his senses and put his paddle down.

In the end, the makeup box was bought by Manuel with tens of millions of dollars donation. The only thing he got on

the auction was this makeup box. However, everyone could expect that he had bought it just to give it to Ainsley as

a present.

At the end of the auction, Ainsley walked between Manuel and Matteo.

Daniel smashed the seat angrily. Cason came over. "Is she out?" "Heh." Daniel glanced at Kaiiyah and said

sarcastically, "Don't you know it she's coming out or not? You pay too much attention to her. I thought you knew

everything about her."

Kaiiyah gradually tightened her grip on Cason's arm. She couldn't stand his ignorance, nor Daniel's quips about

another woman with her husband on her face.

"Mr. Hume, my husband doesn't mean that. Ms. Easton is his ex-wife and that's just a routine attention."

Daniel sneered and said, "Really? But somebody attended the international exchange in Fremont a few days ago

and kept asking about Ainsley."

He ignored the anger in her eyes and leave.

Back at the seaside villa, Daniel's eyes were fixed on the closed door while his mind traveled in the universe. He had

been completely attracted by Ainsley at the auction. He began to think about whether the Ainsley behind the door

was the real one or not.

He sat on the sofa to relax. Then he stated to think about every detail of tiiat day abroad.

The Ainsley was very enthusiastic that night. He was sure that the woman that day wasn't Ainsley Easton. When her

disguise was revealed at the door of the banquet, she must be the fake one.

Wondering the one at Seattle was the real Ainsley or not. He called Aaden over to make sure.

"Tell me in detail how Ainsley was taken away that day." He started to feel tired.

Although Aaden was confused, he still began to recall.

"You were in the villa the whole morning, and you took Ms. Easton directly to Fremont, so others should have had no

chance to take her away. But when I checked the surveillance camera at the gate of the villa, I found that Ms. Wade

had come in one day before with a person." Aaden frowned slightly.

The day before they went to Fremont, Daniel was dealing with something, Aaden was also busy then. There was

actually no one in the villa.

Perhaps that was when Irene Wade secretly appeared in the villa with her accomplice and took the real Ainsley

away.

I le didn't go on, but Daniel had understood.

His mind was suffering as he thought about that. The best way was to question the Ainsley face to face. After

thinking for a long time, he stood up, rushed to the closed door, and kicked it open. There was no one in the room.

He was stunned for a few seconds. When he saw that the bathroom lights were on, he hurried over and opened the

door. Ainsley was looking at him in a panic with a towel covering her body.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a frown.

She looked at him nervously and said, "Nothing."

Daniel walked over and pulled off the towel forcefully. A butterfly mark on her shoulder was dyed red on the towel.

He threw the towel into the basin and asked, "What's this?"

She appeared no intention to answer that. She covered her shoulder and rushed out of the bathroom. "Just leave

me alone!"

If what happened in Fremont only made him a little suspicious, what happened in the cylindrical building could

confirmed her to be the real Ainsley. But the dyed butterfly just happened to overturn his former judge.

Before it was completely confirmed, he didn't want to fall out with the Ainsley. When he walked out of the

bathroom, he saw her silting on the sofa expressionlessly and watching the news on TV.

When Daniel returned to the study, he thought of someone who could give him an answer.

1 le dialed the number and waited for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello?" "Tell me, who is the woman that Manuel is getting close to?"

The person on the other side of the phone asked doubtfully, "Ainsley." "Do you think she's the real Ainsley Easton?"

Daniel asked.

The other party seemed to be stunned for a while before replying, "He seems to care a lot about that person. You

should know that there are not many women he cares about." "I hope what you said is true."

After hanging up the phone, Roman winked at Manuel in front of her.

When Lainey went to discuss it with him, he confessed everything. Not only did he not blame her, but he even asked

her to continue acting.

He said that he had a way to get the video.

"Well done."

Lainey and Roman clapped their hands. It seemed that most of the plan had succeeded, and Daniel began to doubt

it

However, it was not so easy for Daniel in the study. He still could not calm down. Perhaps the words at the auction

had left a deep impression on him, so he still could not forget them.

Aaden brought over a cup of coffee, which was filled with a strong fragrance. "Mr. Hume, have a cup of coffee."

"Take me to see Irene Wade."

In an apartment, a luxury car stopped in front of the unit building. Aaden got out of the car and opened the back

door.

"Mr. Hume, she lives on the thirteenth floor."

It was not a high-end community, and there was a pile of garbage outside the unit.

He took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose. The dirty bacteria liked to grow in the comers the

most. The disgusting moldy smell was the smell of bacteria.

He didn't expect that the God's favored daughter would be willing to live in such a place.

He looked at the elevator full of advertisements in disgust and asked, "Is this the slum in Seattle? Really?"

For the first time, Aaden denied with little respect, "Not yet."

His eyes were complicated, as if he had seen himself at more than a decade ago. In the dilapidated unfinished

building, the homeless people were tearing with joy for rags and cotton picked up from the street. They threw

themselves on the cement-filled ground and kept planning on their residence.

I lowever, the people in the unfinished building were noticed and driven out while the warning of the dangerous

building were pasted on the building by those in uniforms.

In the poorest part of Seattle, stood a community of tenants. There weren't such a building in the real slum.

Seeing Aaden's expression Daniel appeared unhappy. "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you mocking me?"

"I dare not to, Mr. Hume. The elevator is here." He quickly changed the topic.