Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 529: He’s Not a Good Man

Mrs. Morgan still wanted to continue talking, but Nora Northwood casually interrupted her, "Mrs. Morgan, you might have some misunderstandings about the relationship between Mr. Morgan and me. Perhaps you should speak to him directly."

Nora wanted to retort a few times, but considering Vincent Morgan’s decent personality and the fact that he was Elaine’s student, she held back.

To her surprise, the other party became even more aggressive.

Jasper Sinclair stood by, watching the commotion for quite a while and even took a glass of champagne from the waiter’s tray.

He sipped it slowly, the cool wine sliding down his throat. When Nora had run out of words, he stepped forward, planning to stage a heroic rescue.

"Mrs. Morgan, rather than lecturing outsiders here, perhaps you should first take care of your own son."

Jasper’s words were not so polite.

He pulled Nora behind him, taking on a protective stance, leaving no room for threats.

Seeing someone backing Nora, the fiery spark in Mrs. Morgan’s demeanor immediately extinguished.

She wasn’t foolish enough to risk offending Jasper Sinclair, but adding fuel to the fire with some words was harmless.

"Director Sinclair, I’m saying this for the sake of the reputation of both the Sinclair Family and The Sinclair Group. Our families are in a cooperative relationship, and your wife being close to Finn is not good for either party."

With ongoing collaboration between the two businesses, Mrs. Morgan dared not make things too ugly, lest it cause unnecessary losses to the Morgan Family’s business.

"The partnership can be terminated. The Sinclair Group is willing to pay the penalty according to the contract. The money will be transferred to your company’s account." Jasper Sinclair left those last words and took Nora out of Mrs. Morgan’s sight range.

Nora, wearing six to seven-centimeter stiletto heels, couldn’t keep up with his pace and could only lift her dress and jog.

Finally, in a secluded corner, she forcefully shook off the man’s hand.

"Jasper Sinclair, what are you doing?"

Jasper turned back, displeasure evident in his gaze.

Nora lifted her chin to meet his eyes, her lightly made-up face exuding an aura that was enthralling yet daunting.

"I would like to ask you what you’re doing. Walking up there to be humiliated without knowing how to retaliate? It’s this kind of life you want after divorce, isn’t it?"

Jasper grasped Nora’s shoulders, veins bulging on the back of his hand, clearly holding back intense anger.

Nora looked into his eyes, which carried a cold clarity, compelling attention yet daunting to gaze at for too long, because, after all, the fury there was overwhelming.

She said, "My matters have nothing to do with you. You don’t need to interfere."

With that, she began to adjust her breathing, the sadness and anger in her chest like a stone weighing down, making it difficult to breathe.

"It has nothing to do with me, but does it have to do with Vincent Morgan then?"

"Don’t drag irrelevant people into this. Since we’ve decided to divorce, let’s part on good terms."

The argument between them was intense, neither noticing that these moments were being filmed by a nearby camera.

Jasper gazed at her departing figure, a chill rising in his eyes.

At the end of the road, it’s nothing more than this.

The event continued, and it was time for the models to appear, among whom were a few Western faces.

Today, the runway models were all professional models, not part-time hostesses earning a few hundred a day. The scale showed the host’s dedication.

The Oline brand’s Vermilion Region manager was on high alert, instructing each department through the walkie-talkie to be fully prepared.