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Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 80

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Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 80 – Highlight Chapter from Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski

Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 80 is a standout chapter in Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski by Swnovels, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.

Chapter 80 Go Bankrupt

Viola looked at the shattered screen and shook her head.

“It’s been a long time since we last met. Your temper hasn’t changed at all, but it’s a pity that you have a big temper and can’t vent your anger.”

After she finished speaking, she gently released her hand, and a few more cracks appeared on Whitney’s already cracked screen.

“Why are you here again?”

Whitney came out of the hall. Although it was still fresh in her memory about the last time when Viola asked for her debt, her noble personality never allowed her to be timid.

“You bring bad luck to us. You are already divorced, yet you still cause trouble for my son. My son is unlucky.”

“Yes, your son is unlucky. He will be even more unlucky in the future. So tell me, where did Orlando go?” Viola asked with a cold face.

“How would I know? Stop pestering my son. On one hand, you keep saying that you want to leave him, and on the other hand, you are still chasing after him. What a good move. You are cheap, aren’t you?”

Whitney rolled her eyes.

Viola was anused.

Just as she was about to retort, Alisha came down from upstairs and glared at her.

“Do you even deserve to know where my brother is? My brother already has Anaya. Why are you still so shameless?”

Alisha still remembered the humiliation she had suffered from Viola twice.

So she didn’t dare to walk over and only dared stand on the stairs while gritting her teeth and glaring at Viola. She wanted to tear Viola to pieces, but she could only say it.

“If you weren’t kept by Russell, how could you be so arrogant? You look like a coquette, and you are cheap. You are not as good as Anaya.

“I’m telling you. Anaya will soon marry into the Caffrey family. Don’t humiliate yourself here. Get out.”

Viola leaned against the wall and quietly listened to her.

“When you have time, check on your cell phone that you threw away and take a good look at today’s news. Your precious Anaya seems to be in a bad situation.”

Whitney and Alisha didn’t check the news today and were confused by Viola’s words.

Viola smoothed her hair beyond her ears, raised her head slightly, and looked around the Caffrey’s house before continuing

“Although Orlando isn’t here, it doesn’t matter. I came to inform you of something. You have been living too comfortably, which makes me feel uncomfortable.”

“You… What do you mean?”

Alisha was startled by the cold aura around Viola.

The previous few miserable experiences made her subconsciously look out of the gate to see if there were any bodyguards.

Viola’s lips curled into a gentle smile.

“Which means the Caffrey family will go bankrupt.”

When Viola said this, she looked relaxed, as if she was just narrating an ordinary matter.

with that, she got into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and left the Caffrey’s house.

Alisha and Whitney were angry and constantly cursed at Viola.

“Mom. Did you hear that? This bitch is so crazy.” Alisha was so angry that her hands trembled.

Whitney’s face was also very ugly.

“Mom, Russell won’t help her destroy our family, right?”

Whitney shook her head without hesitation. “How is that possible? Russell is powerful, but Caffrey Group isn’t to be trifled with. No matter how much Russell likes her, Russell won’t provoke our family for her.”

Even though Whitney said this, she didn’t expect that Viola would come to her house to provoke her family.

Whitney was so angry.

She made up her mind to teach Viola, whom she regarded as a bitch, a lesson.

“Of course, why don’t we drink and reminisce tonight?” Stanley asked.

“Stanley, don’t get drunk today. She will make fun of you.”

Russell came in from outside and patted Stanley on the shoulder with familiarity. “I still remember this. A few years ago when we were drinking together, you got drunk after drinking a glass of wine. At that time, I was shocked and almost sent you to the hospital.”

“Come on, I am different now from a few years ago. I am a good drinker now. If you don’t believe me, let’s compete.”

Viola silently followed behind the two. While looking at their backs, she thought of a lot.

It seemed that it had been a long time since she had talked to her old friends about the past.

The three years she spent with Orlando almost made her forget about her original confident, enthusiastic, and cheerful self.

It was time to celebrate the meeting of old friends for many years.

Russell specially opened a bottle of good wine that had been treasured for a long time to liven things up.

“Are you looking down on my alcohol tolerance? Just a bottle of wine? Come on. I’m better than that.” Stanley half-jokingly punched Russell on the shoulder.

“Don’t look down on this bottle of wine. When I went to France two years ago, I specially visited Chateau Latour and brought the bottle of wine back. The alcohol content isn’t low. Even when Viola came back, I didn’t take it out to drink. Hurry up and try it.”

Russell took out three crystal goblets, poured a little wine, and handed it to Stanley.

Stanley took the goblet and sniffed it before slowly taking a sip.

“It is good.”

The three drank the wine in one gulp after clinking glasses.

It was already late at night.

Stanley was already a little drunk. He looked at Viola’s slightly flushed face and hesitated for a long time.

“Viola, when I came over, I heard Russell talk about you. These past few years… How have you been? That man, he…”

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