Divorce is the Best Choice

Chapter 206 A advanced hunter appeared as a prey "Don't tell me if you don’t want to." Chris was

naive. No matter how cunning the fox is, it was not enough when it faced the hunter. "Let's keep

drinking."

Anyway, he is a good drinker, so he didn't believe that he could drag the secret from this guy today.

At this moment, Chris was not aware of one thing.

An advanced hunter appeared as a prey.

Sivan set a trap for him from the very beginning, and threw out a topic that he would be interested in,

so as to start his hunting plan.

Unfortunately.

At this moment, the special assistant did not realize this problem at all.

Seeing Sivan getting drunk step by step, he had only one sentence in his mind, 'Just give him another

drink.'

Had another drink.

Drank again.

Again...

Then they drank one cup after another.

Chris felt a little tipsy. Seeing Sivan's cheeks were a little red and his eyes were blurred, he felt the time

came.

He put his arm on Sivan's shoulder, and talked heartily: "Some words must be said to make you feel

comfortable, otherwise you will feel

uncomfortable even if you drink too much. Tell me what happened to you."

"She likes another man." Sivan's voice was muffled, and his intonation was different from usual. He still

held a wine glass in his hand.

Even Sarah was here at the moment, she couldn't tell that.

His expression, reaction and words were very natural. All made people think he was drunk.

Chris: "??"

Another man?

While he was still awake, he quickly asked, "How long have you two been together?"

Sivan hesitated and finally shook his head.

After all, he was not a chatterbox. Even if he was drunk, he still had to talk less.

Chris interpreted his reaction in various ways.

Finally, he got an answer: Sivan was deeply hurt.

Otherwise, he would not drag himself to drink and get drunk.

"No, didn't you and Miss Yeats pretend to be a couple before? Could it be that she misunderstood

this?" Chris began to think, "Is she annoying you on purpose?"

"She doesn't know I like her." Sivan thought Chris was too stupid.

In order to make Chris continue drinking, he was depressed and gave a clue with a gloomy face.

Chris thought for a moment.

Don't know? Is that... secret love?

Thinking about this, Chris looked at Sivan again. Unexpectedly, the guy who usually spoke less and be

indifferent would like a girl secretly.

Chris thought, 'But who was that girl? Why didn't he know? He never heard Sivan mentioned her.’

"Who is she?" Chris felt that it was the critical moment to drag the secret out of him.

Sivan paused for a moment, looked at him, and seemed to be sobered by his words. He shook his

head and said in a muffled voice, "I can't tell you."

"Can't... Tell me?"

Chris was itching to hear the answer.

He glanced at the wine on the table and poured another glass for Sivan and himself: "It doesn't matter

if you don't tell me. Drink first and wine glasses should have handles."

"Hmm." Sivan said.

In order to get this answer, Chris drank with Sivan for several times.

Chris thought, 'Let this guy get a little drunk, and the answer would come out.’

What he thought was that he would watch Sivan drink and pretend to drink, so that he could keep

sober a little.

But he didn't expect that Sivan was so stubborn when he was drunk, and Sivan must let him drink after

his drinking.

So that ten minutes later.

Chris felt dizzy, and he was floating.

Seeing him like this, Sivan knew that the time was almost right.

Before he asked, Chris took his shoulder and asked, "I drank so much wine to accompany you. You

know, I never drank so much when I went to dinner with my boss. Don't you tell me who you like?"

"If you answer a question, I'll tell you." Sivan put down his glass, and the drunken confusion

disappeared now.

He became the cold man again.

The person was clean and comfortable.

Chris was confused. He thought the world was spinning around: "What?"

"You and Jason went to Sarah's home today. What did you say to her grandfather?" Sivan looked at his

face and asked.

Chris loosened his shoulder in an instant, and his drunken eyes were confused and alert. "Do you want

to trap me?"

Sivan:

Not drunk yet?

No, that was all he could drink.

"I won't tell you." Chris murmured, "The boss said that I can't tell Miss Yeats about this. It must be kept

secret!"

"I'm not Sarah, you can tell me." Sivan’s voice was very cold, but it made people feel safe.

Chris was a little dizzy: "Really?"

"Hmm."

"Well, I can tell you, but you can't tell anyone else." Chris was not alert at the moment, and he was

really at ease with Sivan, "Especially Miss Yeats."

"Yes." The Sivan had it all planned.

"The boss made a deal with Miss Yeats' grandpa." Chris honestly said all. He was different from that

special assistant in the daytime. "The boss gave Grandpa Yeats what he wanted. Grandpa Yeats

promised not to force Miss Yeats to marry or date again."

Sivan paused.

A little bit of other looks appeared in his always cool eyes.

"Don’t you think he is stupid?" Chris was lying there and complaining, thoroughly drunk. "It's typical that

you don't know how to cherish until you lose it. I don't know what to say about him."

Sivan didn't speak.

He thought, 'If so, he didn't know whether to tell the boss or not.

What would her reaction be?'

"You mustn't give away that." Chris suddenly sat up and talked to Sivan mysteriously. "I told you

because you are my best brother. If you let slip, I will lose my job."

"I can give you money." Sivan said five words.

Both they were special assistance.

Chris held very few shares in the Noth Group. His salary was very high, and his bonus was also very

satisfying.

However, Sivan managed the whole Angel International Group, and his shares had reached 10%.

Although Angel International Group had not existed as long as the Noth Group and Yeats Group, they

had the most cutting-edge invention of artificial intelligence and chip technology.

This made them have a great position at home and even in the world.

Many companies wanted to cooperate with them and buy their patents, but Sarah refused.

If sold, as long as those patents and technologies were sold, Sarah’s value will become the first in an

instant. At that time, she will only have money left.

But Sarah just didn't care so much about money.

"You can't say it anyway." Chris answered his question and thoroughly got drunk.

Sivan glanced at Chris and paid the bill. And then he hailed a taxi and took Christo hotel.

After he got a room, he threw Chris on the bed. Standing in a spacious and well-decorated room, Sivan

stared at the person with reddish cheeks in the bed, and he seemed lost in his thoughts.

When he was considering whether to tell Sarah about it, Chris's phone rang.