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Life at the Top Chapter 808

“I don’t want you to regret this,” Jasper spoke.

Celine reached out to loop her arms around Jasper’s neck and chuckled. “Do I look like someone who’s going to regret it?”

“Have you two divorced?” Jasper asked in a serious tone.

Celine chuckled. “Why? Isn’t adultery always more exciting to you men?”

After the entire trip over, Jasper had more or less sobered up. He replied, “This is a moral issue. I have no interest in involving myself with other people’s marriage.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Seeing how serious Jasper looked, Celine pointed at the purse she had thrown by the bed and said, “Open the zipper on the outside and you should see a compartment. Take out what’s inside.”

Jasper got up and did as Celine told. There was a very thin piece of paper in the compartment and Jasper was shocked when he looked up to find that it was a divorce agreement.

“He and I divorced last month. Do you remember my former secretary who was always at odds with you? She was one of the people he sent over to keep an eye on me. If it weren’t for the divorce, how could he not have rushed over to look for me when I got rid of her?”

Celine sat up on the bed calmly.

“It’s just that both of us come from huge families and for the sake of our family’s interests and his dignity, we can’t publicize our divorce.”

Celine then sneered, “He’s already gotten what he wanted anyway. He’s taken every single cent of capital that I’ve saved up over the past seven years.”

Jasper looked at Celine and asked, “Is it okay to divorce in secret if this is a union between families?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Celine grew calmer as if she was talking about someone else.

“There have never been any feelings between us throughout the entire relationship and we were only husband and wife in name. He married me for my status and had another puppet he could control. I only agreed for the sake of my family. My father left me 15% of the family’s shares before he passed but Wharton took that too. All that’s left is me as a person while he’s already taken all he wanted.”

Just then, someone knocked on the room door.

Despite having controlled his emotions, the rather rushed knocks betrayed his anger and frustration.

Jasper frowned slightly, assuming that it was some foolish hotel staff knocking on the door.

Celine, however, knew exactly who the man was, so just as Jasper got up to open the door, she reached out and pulled Jasper over her.

A man and a woman’s body was built very differently, to the point that they might as well be two different species.

All Jasper felt then was something soft and plump underneath him. An indescribable scent enveloped his body with the shocking touch.

At the same time, Celine opened her mouth and let out a gentle, feminine sigh.

Her sigh passed through the room door and drifted into Wharton’s ears clearly as he stood outside.

Wharton’s hand froze in mid-air as he prepared to knock again.

Slowly, he curled his fingers and balled them into a fist. He did not knock again.

Inside the room, Celine told Jasper directly and frankly, “He’s the one outside.”

“He knows that we’re here?”

Jasper was not completely sober from the residual alcohol-induced haze and he began to ponder how he should deal with this complicated situation.

Thank goodness that Celine was a victim of this marriage and they had already divorced. Jasper no longer had any psychological burdens and all he thought about now was how to support Celine through this.

“Are you scared?” Celine’s gaze burned into Jasper as she suddenly smiled.

Jasper did not answer, opting to raise his hand and pull Celine’s arm away from his neck. Then, he got up and opened the door.

The action had Celine’s heart lurching. While she did intend to take her revenge and give Wharton a shock, she had not expected Jasper to face Wharton right this moment.

She was too well aware of the true wretched character Wharton hid under his gentlemanly facade. Jasper was not yet Wharton’s opponent.

When the door opened, Wharton was met with a calm-looking Jasper and Celine who rushed over.

“Was my wife to your taste?”

Wharton stared at Jasper and asked calmly.

Life at the Top Chapter 808

Life at the Top Chapter 808

“I don’t want you to regret this,” Jasper spoke. Celine reached out to loop her arms around Jasper’s neck and chuckled. “Do I look like someone who’s going to regret it?” “Have you two divorced?” Jasper asked in a serious tone. Celine chuckled. “Why? Isn’t adultery always more exciting to you men?” After the entire trip over, Jasper had more or less sobered up. He replied, “This is a moral issue. I have no interest in involving myself with other people’s marriage.” “Don’t worry about it.” Seeing how serious Jasper looked, Celine pointed at the purse she had thrown by the bed and said, “Open the zipper on the outside and you should see a compartment. Take out what’s inside.” Jasper got up and did as Celine told. There was a very thin piece of paper in the compartment and Jasper was shocked when he looked up to find that it was a divorce agreement. “He and I divorced last month. Do you remember my former secretary who was always at odds with you? She was one of the people he sent over to keep an eye on me. If it weren’t for the divorce, how could he not have rushed over to look for me when I got rid of her?” Celine sat up on the bed calmly. “It’s just that both of us come from huge families and for the sake of our family’s interests and his dignity, we can’t publicize our divorce.” Celine then sneered, “He’s already gotten what he wanted anyway. He’s taken every single cent of capital that I’ve saved up over the past seven years.” Jasper looked at Celine and asked, “Is it okay to divorce in secret if this is a union between families?” “What’s wrong with that?” Celine grew calmer as if she was talking about someone else. “There have never been any feelings between us throughout the entire relationship and we were only husband and wife in name. He married me for my status and had another puppet he could control. I only agreed for the sake of my family. My father left me 15% of the family’s shares before he passed but Wharton took that too. All that's left is me as a person while he’s already taken all he wanted.” Just then, someone knocked on the room door. Despite having controlled his emotions, the rather rushed knocks betrayed his anger and frustration. Jasper frowned slightly, assuming that it was some foolish hotel staff knocking on the door. Celine, however, knew exactly who the man was, so just as Jasper got up to open the door, she reached out and pulled Jasper over her. A man and a woman’s body was built very differently, to the point that they might as well be two different species. All Jasper felt then was something soft and plump underneath him. An indescribable scent enveloped his body with the shocking touch. At the same time, Celine opened her mouth and let out a gentle, feminine sigh. Her sigh passed through the room door and drifted into Wharton’s ears clearly as he stood outside. Wharton’s hand froze in mid-air as he prepared to knock again. Slowly, he curled his fingers and balled them into a fist. He did not knock again. Inside the room, Celine told Jasper directly and frankly, “He’s the one outside.” “He knows that we’re here?” Jasper was not completely sober from the residual alcohol-induced haze and he began to ponder how he should deal with this complicated situation. Thank goodness that Celine was a victim of this marriage and they had already divorced. Jasper no longer had any psychological burdens and all he thought about now was how to support Celine through this. “Are you scared?” Celine’s gaze burned into Jasper as she suddenly smiled. Jasper did not answer, opting to raise his hand and pull Celine’s arm away from his neck. Then, he got up and opened the door. The action had Celine’s heart lurching. While she did intend to take her revenge and give Wharton a shock, she had not expected Jasper to face Wharton right this moment. She was too well aware of the true wretched character Wharton hid under his gentlemanly facade. Jasper was not yet Wharton’s opponent. When the door opened, Wharton was met with a calm-looking Jasper and Celine who rushed over. “Was my wife to your taste?” Wharton stared at Jasper and asked calmly.

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