Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 939

"Pearson, you're always on your phone. Who are you chatting with?"

Pearson put his phone aside.

"Ms. Sanders, during my time abroad, I managed to get her private contact information after some hustling. So, I've been writing her a ton of letters pretending to be Ian."

Dennis hadn't heard about this, he frowned.

"Are you trying to give Ian another shot at the top?"

"Dad, you don't seem to get who Ms. Sanders is. If she wants something, she gets it. Plus, she's got a heart condition. The whole Sanders family spoils her silly. Ian's too full of himself. He wouldn't like a woman who's both delicate and willful. If he doesn't like her, it'll be his downfall. Ms. Sanders will make him pay."

Ms. Sanders blinded a guy because he said his girlfriend was prettier than her.

Afterward, the Sanders family reportedly spent a fortune to hush things up.

Dennis didn't know much about Ms. Sanders, he just knew she was favored.

"You're playing with fire, Pearson. One false move and you'll make the Sanders family Ian's ally."

"Haha, I've met this woman. She's no pushover."

Turned out Pearson was the one pretending to be Ian and writing to Ms. Sanders all this time. Moreover, during his years with the Raymond family, he deliberately imitated Ian's handwriting to the point where it's nearly indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Just be careful; don't make a losing deal."

Dennis looked completely relaxed. These years with the Raymond family had been the most comfortable of his life.

What made him happier was that Holden wouldn't interfere too much with his actions at the Raymond Corporation.

Maja and the others were stuck in the karaoke place for three hours. Once the bodyguards arrived, they chatted with the manager and cleared out the whole place.

Until the door of the private room was opened, Shawn didn't say a word, he just sat there politely.

As everyone gathered to leave, Maja saw Wilma clinging to Elvis, and Elvis's brow was furrowed. Zoey, who should have been taking care of everyone, was gone.

"Where's Zoey?"

"She left twenty minutes ago," Elvis replied.

Zoey's not a public figure, she can come and go as she pleased.

Maja nodded, as long as everyone's fine.

Then she had the driver take everyone home before she went to Greenfield Gardens.

But after checking him over and finding his recovery was going well and he was willing to take his meds, Maja sat at a distance and dried her hair in peace.

She even found time to take out her phone and reply to a few important messages.

Ian waited for half an hour with a cold face, but she never came over. When he saw her even ask Jeff for a laptop and start working at a distance, he grumbled, "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were making billion-dollar deals every minute."

Maja's fingers stopped typing.

"Are you so free because you're about to lose your position as the CEO of the Raymond Corporation?"

Their words were sharp as knives.

Ian looked at her. Her hair was loose and dry, hanging softly.

She sat straight while typing, her shoulders slender and her neck and shoulder lines beautiful.

Even though they were quite far from each other, her perfect proportions were clear. Her chest was full, and her figure was slim.

He quietly put down his phone.

"Did a lot of people pursue you after the divorce?"