My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 1141 A Ridiculous Apology

Hearing Sydney's words, Clay condescendingly looked at the cup in front of him.

Looking at the coffee in the coffee cup, Clay frowned. "What kind of coffee is this?"

Sydney also crossed her legs and smiled elegantly, "Don't worry, Mr. McDaniel. What I am entertaining you with is naturally not any expensive coffee. It's just ordinary coffee."

Clay's face changed greatly. "You entertain me with ordinary coffee? Is this how Skylight treats guests?"

Sydney picked up her coffee cup, took a sip, and said indifferently, "It can't be helped. Skylight is just a small company. I can't afford to change the decoration from twenty years ago, so Mr. McDaniel, do you think I have any good coffee for you? I'm kind enough to serve you ordinary coffee. Just drink it. After all, I treat you as a guest. Otherwise, I would just serve you water."

She emphasized the words "the decoration from twenty years ago".

Although Clay's ability to do business was average, he wasn't a fool. He knew when Sydney had just gone out, the receptionist had told her what he had said in the elevator.

So she took the opportunity to get back at him. She purposely served him this kind of coffee to embarrass him.

It really pissed Clay off.

"Water?" Clay narrowed his eyes dangerously at Sydney. "You're Julien's woman, aren't you? You've been with him for so long. I don't believe you didn't ask for any benefits from him. Or Julien doesn't like you at all. He's not even willing to give you good coffee, so Skylight can only serve this kind of cheap coffee."

Facing Clay's counterattack, Sydney was not annoyed. Her smile was still bright. "Mr. McDaniel, you are really belittling me. Of course, Julien gave me a lot of things, naturally including expensive coffee, but I don't want to serve it to you. It's only for the guests who I respect, not for you, who came to visit in such an arrogant manner. So you are only worthy of some ordinary coffee. You say Julien does not like me. That is more of a joke. If he didn't like me, how would he have cut ties with you and your family for what happened yesterday? Right?"

"You..." Clay was so enraged by Sydney's words that his face turned livid, and he couldn't even speak.

She was undoubtedly saying that the McDaniel family didn't deserve to drink good coffee and that they were only worthy of this garbage.

Not only that, she was bragging to him that Julien had chosen her rather than the McDaniel family.

'That's just...'

For a moment, Clay's chest heaved violently with anger, and he couldn't even find the right words to accuse Sydney.

Seeing him so angry, Sydney frowned, afraid that something would happen to him in her company. She hurriedly put down her cup of coffee and said coolly, "Well, Mr. McDaniel, I was just kidding. Please forgive me. You know young people like to joke. You are not that petty, are you?"

She looked at him with a smile.

Clay was furious.

What could he say?

He couldn't say yes.

He couldn't admit that he was petty.

But if he said no, he couldn't swallow his anger.

Besides, what Sydney had just said was not a joke at all.

That was clearly a provocation and flaunting.

Seeing Clay trembling all over, Sydney sighed in her heart.

'This person is actually a boss. He is so easy to provoke.

'He can't even compare to me, a newcomer in the business world.'

Sydney had some contempt in her eyes as she continued, "Well, Mr. McDaniel, let's put other things aside for now and get down to business. If I remember correctly, I didn't have any interactions with you and your family. What brings you here? "

Clay gradually caught his breath with his assistant's help.

But his face was still sullen.

He looked at Sydney with cold eyes. "Okay, Sydney, let's not beat around the bush. I don't believe that you don't know why I came to you."

Sydney smiled, "I'm sorry, but I really don't know. Mr. McDaniel, please tell me straight. I don't like to guess."

The implication was that she wouldn't admit she knew his intentions and just wanted him to say it.

Clay did not expect Sydney to be so cunning. He was furious.

He came to apologize.

Yet he didn't want to take the initiative to make it clear.

If he did so, he would lose control of the conversation.

Clay had originally wanted Sydney to mention his purpose in coming here so that he could say something naturally later. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

But now Sydney refused to say anything about it and forced him to say it, which disrupted his plan.

If his father had not repeatedly instructed him, Clay would have left in a huff.

Except for Julien, he had never suffered such humiliation from young people before.

Clay's face changed several times, sometimes fierce and sometimes twisted. Sydney shrugged. "Since you don't want to say anything, today's meeting will end here. When you think of something to say, you can come to me again. Of course, I can't guarantee that I will still have the time to entertain you by then."

After saying that, she stood up and shouted toward the office door. "See the guests off."

"Wait." Clay didn't expect Sydney to try to kick them out so ruthlessly. He stood up in anger and said, "Ms. Raines, you don't need to drive me away in such a hurry. I'll say it, okay?"

As Sydney heard this, her eyes flashed, and her red lips curved. "Then please sit down and go ahead."

She made a gesture.

Clay looked at Sydney sinisterly and sat down. "I'm surprised that you're such a difficult character."

Sydney pushed her hair and sat back down as well, laughing softly, "Mr. McDaniel, you overpraised me. Anyone in the business world has some methods, right? Well, I have to go to lunch in a while, so I can only give you half an hour at most. Please start."

She glanced at her wristwatch and made another gesture.

She did not mean for Clay to start talking, but to start performing.

She was treating him like a clown.

Clay was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do about it. In the end, he could only take a deep breath, suppress his rage, and say slowly, "Here is the thing, Ms. Raines. I'm here to apologize to you. Yesterday, my daughter did something bad and brought you a lot of trouble. I'm so sorry for not teaching her well. Please let her go."

Sydney watched him sitting on the sofa and talking. The smile on her face gradually turned into a sneer. "So you're here to apologize on your daughter's behalf."

"That's right."

"But, with all due respect, I've never seen such an apology before." Sydney adjusted her sitting posture, her eyes colder.

Clay's face stiffened. "Ms. Raines, what do you mean by that?"

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Sydney spread her hands. "When other people apologize, they bring the culprits and gifts to the victims and have a good attitude. They bow and make amends, but what about you, Mr. McDaniel?"