Never See You Again

"You're so desperate for a divorce,

"Yes, I want a divorce. I've had enough."

Sergio looked at Marve's determined gaze, devoid of the deep affection he once saw in

"Fine Listen closely, I would never agree to a divorce."

Sergio stood up and tore the divorce agreement into two halves.

"Sergio! You-"

1 it.

"I don't want to hear you mention it again. As long as I don't allow it, you'll forever be my wife, Maeve."

"Sergio, how dare you-

"Thave every right to, Maeve. I call the shots in Seathburn City. You won't get a divorce unless I agree."

"You-

Before Maeve could finish, Sergio tossed the divorce agreement into the trash can and went upstairs.

Maeve angrily watched as he left. She couldn't understand why he was against a divorce now. In her past life, she cried and begged Sergio not to divorce her, but Sergio didn't even look at her. But this time, she voluntarily brought up the divorce, yet Sergio refuses to divorce her even

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Maeve glanced at the divorce agreement in the trash. Sergio was right about one thing, he now calls the shots in Seathburn City. She couldn't get a divorce if Sergio refused. It seemed she needed to push him harder.

The next day, Maeve went to the Department of Commerce to register and take over several loss-making companies under the Scott Group. Maeve had just arrived at the company's entrance when she saw the lazy receptionist. Some people were even playing cards inside.

The Scotts' entertainment company was famously mismanaged in the industry. Many promising talents who previously signed under their label had lett

Now, the company still incurred significant losses every year. It was mostly the Scott Group footing the bill, and in a few years, it might not survive and would have to shut down completely.

Maeve walked in slowly. The receptionist didn't even look up as she asked coldly, "Who are you?"

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"Maeve Scott?

The receptionist repeated, as it suddenly realizing something, and hurriedly looked up. "Ms. Scott!" Upon hearing her name, the people in the room straightened up and hastily put away their cards. Marve looked at them and asked, "You didn't know I was coming today?"

They quickly stood in a row with guilty expressions on their faces.

"We thought it'd be Mr. White."

Maeve raised an eyebrow. They were expecting George, the previous manager.

"I assume you've all received the news yesterday that I'll be taking over Scott Media. I'll be coming here regularly from now on. If I catch anyone slacking off at work again, they'll be fired" Dan Hall, the manager, hastily said, "No, no! We were just bored. We won't do it again,”

Maeve found a spot to sit. The place was decorated nicely. The Scott Group invested quite a considerable amount in this company; it shouldn't be losing money every year.

The employees here feared being laid off because they couldn't find another company with such comfortable working conditions and high

Maeve asked, "Where are the company's talents?"

Dan answered politely, "They are currently at shoots. They won't be back until the evening."

"Is there a Bryce Grant? Where is he?"

Maeve remembered clearly that Scott Media had signed a student who had just graduated from university. But Bryce was an introverted student, so he never got his chance to shine in Scott Media After he graduated, he rarely got work.

A few years later, Bryce was hired by another company and quickly rose to fame. Now, the only one who could save Scott Media was Bryce.