Chapter 6 Paul Murphy

Diana was greatly shocked, standing there dumbfounded.

She likes Peyton, and it's already well-known among their circle. She has also talked to Peyton a few times.

This time, inviting Peyton to watch the game was also a proactive move, as she had heard that Peyton was considering getting a divorce.

As a result...

"Peyton, didn't you come to watch my game because you received my text message?" Diana asked anxiously.

"What text message? I didn't receive any."

Peyton's gaze was icy cold as he subtly brushed off the spot where Diana had just touched.

It seems that he did receive an invitation to a car race in his memory, but he treated it as spam and deleted it with a single click.

Tears welled up in Diana's eyes, unwilling to believe. "That can't be true, otherwise why would you come here?"

She glanced at Victoria, who was enjoying the show nearby, and suddenly realized. "You're saying this on purpose to save face for Ms. Wise, aren't you? That makes sense, since you two just got divorced. But Peyton, don't fall for her tricks. She's only chasing you here to pester you relentlessly..."

Peyton's face darkened even more.

It seems that the person who relentlessly pursued me all the way here is him.

Unfortunately, Diana couldn't detect it. Seeing Peyton remain silent, she became even more convinced of her own thoughts. "Peyton, Ms. Wise can't even drive and yet she came all the way here to watch the race. If that's not her trying to cling to you, then what is it? After a divorce, people should go their separate ways. There's no need to get entangled with each other!"

Victoria nodded, surprisingly agreeing with what Diana said.

"I think you're absolutely right."

After she finished speaking, she walked past Peyton without looking back, leaving only a trace of cool, refreshing fragrance in the air.

Peyton turned around and watched the departing figure, suddenly feeling a surge of loss and pain in their heart.

He had a feeling that from the moment they divorced, she was no longer the sweet and gentle little orchid she once was. Once freed from her constraints, she transformed into a cold and piercing wild rose.

He looked at Diana coldly, suddenly feeling the urge to make her feel utterly humiliated.

"Do you know why she came out of the contestant's dressing room?"

Diana paused for a moment. "She didn't chase you all the way here, did she?"

Peyton's lips curled up in a mocking smile. "Even now, you still don't know who you just lost to, do you?"

After saying that, he lost interest in looking at the stunned and dull face and turned around to leave.

Diana stood there all alone, completely dumbfounded.

...

The Rollins Group Building, 19th floor, President's Office.

Peyton gently massaged his temples with his fingertips, listening to his assistant Steven James' report.

"The owner of that red Ferrari has been identified. His name is Paul Murphy."

Peyton paused her massaging fingers, opening a pair of eyes as deep and rich as the night sky, her emotions flickering uncertainly in their depths.

Paul Murphy, the most cherished grandson of the Murphy family, is the embodiment of their love and affection. He is also the heir to the "KnowsEverything" search engine company.

It seems that his ex-wife's friend is really not that simple.

Feeling the sudden drop in pressure in the office, Steven nervously continued his report.

"Last night at 8 o'clock, the Needy Children's Relief Foundation received a massive donation of 7.5 million dollars. Although the donor chose to remain anonymous, according to the foundation staff... it seems that the donor might be your husband, Ms. Wise."

The temperature in the office has gotten even colder.

Upon seeing Peyton's expression, Steven secretly swallowed the next piece of information.

He couldn't guarantee that after Peyton heard the next piece of information, he would still be able to keep this hard-earned job.

Alright, let's forget about it then.

Peyton took a few deep breaths and then spoke, "Tell the driver to wait for me downstairs."

Upon being pardoned, Steven breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Peyton left, he asked insincerely, "Mr. Rollins, where are you going? You have a meeting later."

"Go back home for a visit."

After being stunned for two seconds, Steven's expression was a mix of laughter and tears.

If Mr. Rollins were to find out...

Will he really not be scolded by Mr. Rollins and be sent directly to the finance department to settle the bill and leave?