Starting With A Divorce Chapter 417


    Chapter 417 Need a Spark


    Matteo sneered, “Do you know how many people have paid a price to make the Wade family suffer a


    little loss? How can you turn a blind eye to their suffering?”


    He stood up and nced coldly at Robyn. “Let me tell you, I have already allied with the Gage Group.


    We will destroy the Wade Group. I don’t want anyone to stab me in the back, not my mother. I did not


    settle scores with you about what happened in Oc. Stop meddling in my business. Otherwise, I’m


    not sure what I will do.”


    “Is this a threat?” Robyn found it hard to swallow the food in her ***.


    “It’s a threat and a warning,” Matteo said.


    He left the house without looking back. Robyn opened her ****wide in disbelief as she watched him


    leave.


    She sighed and looked at Harold with grievance, “This is your son. You turn a blind eye even if he talks


    to me like that.”


    Harold looked at her seriously in disapproval. “Matteo is right. The Wade family is scheming. You


    should cut ties with him. I know


    what you are thinking. Get rid of the thoughts.”


    “Even you are ***me!” Robyn was full of grievances.


    “This is not ****. It is advice. Matteo has worked hard. You can’t stab a knife in his back.” Harold was in


    a heavy mood.


    Harold seemed to have thought of something. He said to Robyn, “Throw away the invitation.”


    “That is for the Nelson family. Robyn was in confusion.


    “Freya is not avable. Didn’t she give you the invitation? Tear it up. Leave everything to Matteo.”


    Harold stared at Robyn.


    Robyn swallowed hard, knowing that she could not refuse.


    After leaving the house, Matteo didn’t go home. Instead, he saw a person.


    That person was waiting at the entrance of the Easton Group for a long time.


    “What’s the hurry?” Usually, he and Manuel would make an appointment before they met.


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    Manuel got straight to the point. “I want to go to Irene’s birthday party with Aisy.”


    “I can’t tell her what to do. But I assume she would turn you down,” Matteo said warily.


    Judging from Ainsley’s attitude towards Manuel, Matteo didn’t think she would agree.


    “You have to help me.”


    Matteo frowned. “Why should I? Do you think that I will help you get back with Ainsley now that we are


    business partners? Stop your daydreaming. I agreed to coborate with you only to fight against the


    Wade Group.”


    Manuel shook his head and said seriously, “Mr. Easton, don’t you understand? She is about to go


    crazy. We just need a spark to ignite


    the fire.”


    “What do you mean?” Matteo narrowed his eyes as he came around to his point eventually.


    “I can ask Aisy for you, but I can’t interfere with her choice.”


    “Thank you.” Manuel breathed a sigh of relief. Since Matteo was willing to help, Manuel believed he


    was halfway toward sess.


    When Matteo returned home, Ainsley was still awake.


    “Matteo, why are you sote?” Ainsley took out the soup for Matteo.


    “I went back to my parent’s house. Did Jillian make it?” Matteo grabbed the bowl and took a sip.


    “Well, why did you go back there?” Ainsley smiled.


    “I have important things to discuss with my parents. It has been dealt with. Don’t worry.” Matteo patted


    Ainsley’s arm.


    Matteo thought hard about how he should tell Manuel’s request to Ainsley. But he still could note


    up with a reasonable excuse.


    As he responded to Ainsley absent-mindedly, she noticed that something was wrong with Matteo.


    “Matteo, do you want to say something to me?”


    Matteo was surprised by her sensitivity, but he still chose to tell the truth. “Aisy, in a few days, Irene will


    be celebrating her twenty-five-year-old birthday. The Wade family made so much fanfare and even


    booked the Fog Isle Hotel. Many people have been invited, including the Easton family. But you are the


    only one on the list.”


    Ainsley had heard about it.


    She asked in confusion, “Matteo, you want me to go there?”


    Matteo said in a deep voice, “I want you to go with Manuel.”


    “Manuel?” Ainsley frowned. Matteo didn’t like hering into contact with Manuel. Why was it different


    this time?


    “Irene is about to lose her mind. She just needs a spark.” Matteo didn’t hide it from her.


    A spark?


    A smile appeared on Ainsley’s face. She instantly knew Matteo’s intentions and agreed to the


    suggestion. “Sure. I will go with


    Manuel.”


    Ainsley would do anything that would make Irene unhappy.


    Ainsley would even approach Manuel, who she had always distanced herself from.


    The next day, at Baldry Group.


    In the conference room, Cason waited with a gloomy face. Today, he was going to sign a contract with


    a partner, a rare opportunity


    that he gained with great difficulty. It took more than half a month of discussion before the date was


    decided yesterday.


    Cason even canceled all his appointments just to sign the contract today.


    In his hand was the contract. The project team took a full week toplete the contract.


    The event was dyed for half an hour. The assistant walked in dejectedly. “Mr. Baldry, we’ve already


    called several times, but no one


    picked it up. Even their public rtions didn’t respond.”


    Cason’s face was ashen as he shook his head. “No need to call them,”


    Since no one answered for such a long time, it meant that they had intercepted the calls.


    Going back to the office, Cason thought the deal was over.


    Sure enough. Two hourster, the partner called them back and said that they had signed a contract


    with anotherpany that offered a price one point higher than Cason did.


    The assistant hesitated, not sure if he should tell Cason thetest news.


    “Just say it.”


    “Mr. Baldry, they signed a contract with the Wade family. This is a trap. The assistantined in a


    low voice.


    *Alright. Off you go.” Cason rubbed his head.


    Anyone with a brain could tell this was the Wade family’s revenge.


    Cason thought that the counterattack would note so quickly and timely. It came at the time when


    he was about to sign the


    contract.


    Outside the Baldry Group was a sports car. A rich woman walked into the building with a thermal


    container.


    She was well-groomed. Her dress entuated her curves. “Madam, good morning,” the receptionist


    greeted her.


    “I just happened to have time, so I dropped by to see Cason,” Kaliyah said gently.


    The receptionist looked around before whispering, “You came at the right time. We just lost a big deal.


    The chairman is upset.”


    Kaliyah asked in an undertone, “Howe?”