My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 1045 Mr. Guzman's Fear

Dale offered the coffee with both hands, took a step back, and lowered his head. "Mr. Guzman, I just received a phone call from Ms. Raines of Skylight Group."

As Mr. Guzman heard this, Mr. Guzman's hand holding the coffee cup shook. The coffee spilled out over his hand, scalding him. He jumped up from the chair and threw the coffee cup out.

The coffee cup fell to the ground not far away with a clunk, smashing into pieces.

The black coffee splashed all over the floor. The white floor became dirty and messy.

The important thing was that Mr. Guzman was scalded severely.

The coffee had just been boiled. It made his hands red and swollen. Mr. Guzman was shivering in pain, his fat face twitching.

Dale did not expect his words to shock Mr. Guzman so much. Dale froze for a while before rushing to get a cold compress. "Mr. Guzman, I'm sorry. I did not remind you that the coffee was hot. Quickly put it on your hand."

Mr. Guzman saw the cold compress, grabbed it, and pressed it on his hand.

With the cold compress, Mr. Guzman felt much better. His tight face gradually relaxed.

However, he glared at Dale with narrowed eyes.

If not for something more important, Mr. Guzman would have scolded this secretary.

Mr. Guzman was so angry that Dale couldn't even handle such a trivial thing.

Dale naturally knew that this fat man must be scolding him inwardly. Dale secretly twisted his mouth.

'Just scold me as you like.

'Anyway, I'll quit soon no matter whether that woman can keep the Squirrel team or not.

'I don't want to stay anymore.'

Of course, Dale had not yet resigned, so he'd better hide this idea lest the fat man should tamper with his resignation application and refuse to let him go.

"I'll get the tools to clean up the floor." Dale lowered his head and turned to leave.

Mr. Guzman stopped him. "Wait a minute. Clean up later. You just said Sydney had called me, right?"

Mr. Guzman sat down again. His chubby face became serious.

He looked more like a chief editor now.

"Yes." Dale stood up straight. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Mr. Guzman gripped the cold compress harder. "She must have called at this time for the gossip news online. Maybe she is suspicious of us. What did she say? "

Dale looked up at Mr. Guzman and answered, "She just asked why we had posted those rumors."

"That's all?" Mr. Guzman was in disbelief.

Dale shook his head. "Of course not. Ms. Raines asked who had told us to do that."

Mr. Guzman was shocked again, and the fat on his face trembled. "What? She really asked that?"

"Yes." Dale nodded.

"How is that possible?" Mr. Guzman tossed the cold compress away, stood up, and walked around behind his desk with a comical expression of worry, nervousness, and fear.

As he walked, he muttered, "How does she know there is someone behind us?"

Dale rolled his eyes secretly. "Mr. Guzman, Ms. Raines is not a fool. This gossip is false. She and Mr. Flint's relationship has no problems. We dared to post false gossip news about Ms. Raines at this time. This is a humiliation for her and Mr. Flint. How could a small company like us dare to offend Mr. Flint? But we did it, so obviously, we're telling everyone that someone is behind us."

Mr. Guzman paused, and his face went white. "I really did not think of this. What should we do now?"

He looked at Dale, his expression even more panicked. "If we had just spread rumors, that would be easy to handle, but now they all know that we were paid to create rumors. This is a more serious crime. If Mr. Flint wants to deal with us, we will not even have a chance to resist. We're in trouble."

Dale sneered in his heart.

'Now you're scared?

'What were you doing in the beginning?'

Yet Dale dared not say so, his eyes rolling. He then comforted, "Mr. Guzman, what are you afraid of? You said that the woman behind the scenes was not simple and that she could protect our company and you from Mr. Flint's retaliation, so what are you worried about?"

"It seems so." Mr. Guzman did a double-take and then laughed, "Hey, really. I was shocked by your words just now. I forgot about this. Yes, since that madam has said so, I really don't need to worry."

After that, Mr. Guzman sat back in his chair in relief and asked Dale to pour himself a new cup of coffee.

Dale put the coffee in front of him, his eyes flashing for a moment. Dale asked tentatively, "We don't have to worry about Mr. Flint's retaliation, but what about Ms. Raines?"

Mr. Guzman took a sip of coffee, disdainfully twisted his mouth, and replied, "We don't even need to be afraid of Mr. Flint, let alone her. Her family has gone bankrupt. She's nothing without Mr. Flint, so I don't have to take her seriously after Mr. Flint breaks up with her."

Dale smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Guzman, you're right, but how can you be sure that Mr. Flint will break up with her?"

Mr. Guzman wiggled his fat fingers with a pretentious look. "You have never been in love, so you do not understand it. Men are vain. Although this news is false, Sydney and Luke went to and left a hotel together. The hotel surveillance video is gone, so there is no way to prove that they didn't sleep together in the hotel. Besides, it caused a sensation on the Internet, and we hired people to manipulate public opinion. Now almost everyone began to believe that Sydney had cheated on Mr. Flint. Even if Mr. Flint trusts Sydney, he will mind it and not let it go. He will become more and more dissatisfied. So even if they do not break up now, it's just a matter of time. Let's wait and see."

"So that's how it is. You are so awesome. You even know this." Dale gave a thumbs up.

Mr. Guzman was in a good mood and laughed, "This is nothing. I am more than twenty years older than you. I naturally know more than you. When you reach my age, you can also see these."

"I see. I will definitely learn from you. You are my role model." Dale patted his chest with a proud face.

Mr. Guzman was pleased and began to like Dale.

Dale knew it was time, his eyes dropping slightly as he took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Guzman, I'm curious. Who is that woman? She can actually save our company from Mr. Flint's retaliation. How come I haven't heard of a lady from such a powerful family before?"

Because of Dale's flattery just now, Mr. Guzman was satisfied with Dale. He naturally would not hide it like before.

Mr. Guzman took a sip of coffee. "Since you want to know, I'll tell you."

"Okay." Dale's eyes lit up while his hand reached into his suit pocket.

Mr. Guzman thought nothing of Dale's action. He put down the coffee cup and said, "She can protect our company not because of her family background."