Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1488 Peter goes bankrupt [1]

He was anxious, but Edward stood calmly by the liquor cabinet and continued to smoke.

There was already a small pile of cigarette butts and ashes in front of his heels, enough to see how

annoyed the man was in a bad mood.

Seeing Edward's silence, Ricardo immediately understood.

"Send someone to secretly escort her back to the country. Once you get to Waverly, find a few people

with good skills to secretly protect her."

Edward explained to Ricardo uneasily.

After all, the people of The Andrewe family are the biggest threat to Vivian.

This is Motril's territory, Edward forces are in the country, in Motril can not show their fists, but back to

Waverly, he Andrew and can withstand him how?

"Mr. Henderson, you ...... wouldn't really agree to divorce your wife, would you?"

Ricardo knows all of Vivian's experiences and sufferings and sympathizes with her, but also blames

himself for the poor care he and Ashtyn both took.

Vivian is a victim of this, a poor person.

"Get out!"

Edward coldly put down a sentence.

Ricardo wanted to say something, but had to turn around and leave.

......

Waverly.

In the morning, Adriana and Old Mr. Soto went to visit Rex in the hospital and, not surprisingly, Adriana

was thrown out and went to the office.

After a busy afternoon at the office, Idrove back to Asnana villa.

Of course, she locked the door directly after entering Asnana villa, not giving Peter a chance to come in

at all.

On the contrary, Peter returned to the simple room, and in a short while Hank brought over the dinner

from Ippeiju.

Peter is sitting at his desk working and Hank places the meal in front of him.

"Leave the food, you go out first."

Peter buried his head in ambush and waved a hand toward Hank to get out.

But his words fell for a long time, but Hank did not mean to go.

Peter's ink brows knitted lightly and his cold eyes skewed towards Hank, "Something wrong?"

Hank nods his head.

"If you have something to say, say it."

"Oh. That ......" Hank raised his hand and touched his nose, glanced at Peter, and looked down at the

ground with a desire to speak.

Peter sensed that he was not right, closed the file and put it aside, leaned back in the executive chair

and looked at him, "What's the difficulty?"

"It does seem a little difficult."

Hank smiled sarcastically, his face a masked embarrassment.

"Say!"

The man's already small patience was almost exhausted by Hank.

"It's the one ...... you ...... haven't paid our brothers for two months." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

After a long time of hesitation, Hank finally stammered out what he wanted to say.

Only after saying that he reflexively took two steps back and distanced himself from Peter, afraid that

someone would blow up later and spill the beans.

"Two months without a paycheck? Then you go to the finance and tell me what to do."

Peter was not impressed, reached out and opened the thermos, brought out the meal one by one and

prepared to eat.

"It's not just us, it's even ......"

Jingle Bell-

Just as Hank was about to say something, Peter's cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone and answered it, "Who is it?"

"Hello, is this Peter, Mr. Alston?"

A woman's voice came on the other side of the phone.

Peter did not answer, the other party then said: "We are Waverly Bank, calling to inform you that your

installment mortgage loan with our bank is due to be paid this month 8537555.75 dollar, and it is

already one day late. When do you plan to repay it?"

Like this debt collection calls Peter has never answered, cold received it will be a little upset, simply

hang up the phone.

He then asked Hank, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that the payroll wasn't in place? Company finance

......"

Jingle Bell-

Halfway through Peter's sentence, the phone rang again.

He didn't even look at the phone number and answered again, but the woman's voice was still on the

other end of the line, "Mr. Alston, failure to pay can affect your credit. Are you experiencing any

difficulties?"

The other side said this one after the other, in connection with what Hank said just now, he finally

understood that something was wrong.

"Okay, I'll have the finance transfer over right away."

Peter's cold face sank down, unhappily flung the phone on the table, cold eyes shot at Hank, "What's

going on, you guys can't pay down your salary? Why do I still have a mortgage? Where's the

mortgage?"

He was at least the president of a Fortune 500 company with a fortune of hundreds of billions, but he

was reduced to the point of being chased by people for debts?

Peter suddenly didn't understand when he had become so poor.

The poor ding-dong.

"Heh heh, boss, you are really a noble man."

Hank reached out and scratched his head, "You forgot that when you married the young lady you

transferred all your real estate certificates, bank cards, companies, various bonds, funds and what not

to the young lady? As for the mortgage, I'm not sure, maybe you forgot where to buy it."

"So ......?"

Peter's eyes grew colder and colder as he waited for Hank to say the rest.

"All your family assets are now in the hands of the young lady, although you are the president of Alston

Group, but your year-end dividends and salary also hit the young lady card. You ...... where ...... where

there is still money ah."

Hank tilted his head to the side, not daring to look Peter in the eye, and spoke in a lower and lower

voice, "Even the money you've been using lately has been scraped together by us brothers."

To put it bluntly, their president is now the penniless commander in chief.

Every day is busy, but it's all working for Adriana.

The most important thing is ......

He was also swept off his feet by the young lady.

That said, their boss should now be the poorest boss in history.

Peter: "......"

Wannian calm man pupil eyes slightly stunned, incredulous asked: "no money? Then there is not a

car? Take them all to sell."

"All seventy-two cars in your name have been transferred to the young lady."

"Shops? Rent?"

"It also passed to the young lady."

"All my watches and jewelry, the ones I don't use, I pawned." Peter never thought he would have such

a wretched day.

Debt collectors can chase you!

It is better to hurry up and solve the urgent problem at the moment.

"All that stuff is at Asnana villa."

Hank finally gave an answer that made Peter almost desperate.

To say that Peter is not angry that is false, his tang Mr. Grant cut, down to this, the heart is inevitably

some imbalance.

The man slapped his desk angrily and stood up in a flash, pacing back and forth in the office, "Where's

Jennings? When will she be back?"

He didn't have the password to Asnana villa, he couldn't get in and there was no way to pawn the

jewelry items.

"Tomorrow afternoon at the earliest, the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Call Adriana."

Peter instructed.

"Okay, I'll contact the young lady now." Hank immediately dialed Adriana's cell phone number, only to

have the phone hang up after a few beeps on the other side.

He looked at his boss with an embarrassed and awkward face, " The young lady she ...... hung up."

Peter slowly closed his eyes, reached out and rubbed his brow, "Good, very good, very good!"

Looking at his boss's helpless back, Hank couldn't help but feel some pain, so he asked tentatively, "Do

you want to borrow some from your brothers?"

"Shut up!"