Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 4 I Don't Mind

Izabella was stunned when she saw Starry dragging her suitcase out of the Pearson residence. Starry

soon put the suitcase in the trunk. She got on the car again, fastened the seat belt, and looked at her,

"Izabella, let's go."

Izabella was confused, "Starry, are you... running away from home?"

Starry shook her head. The low fever made her dispirited. "No, I decide to divorce Filip and move out

today."

Last night, she was celebrating Filip's birthday. Today, she said she was going to divorce him and move

away?

Izabella felt incredible, "Starry, are you serious?"

Starry rubbed her forehead and glanced at Izabella, "I'm very serious."

She was really serious. She even spoke in a serious tone.

Izabella started the car with a stirring of emotions in her chest and drove Starry away from the Pearson

residence.

When the car left the mansion, Izabella asked, "Starry, where are you going?"

Starry seemed like she had prepared for this long ago. She took out an address, "Here."

Izabella looked at the address and realized that Starry was not kidding.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a small villa.

As soon as Izabella stopped the car, Starry said "thank you", and then opened the door and pulled

down the trunk in the back seat.

Starry went to bed when she returned to the villa. She woke up at 11 o'clock. After she got up, she still

felt a little dizzy, but her persistent low fever was gone.

Starry rubbed her forehead, sat up on the bed. Her long hair fell from her shoulder. She looked

passionless and languid, like a beauty who just woke up in the painting.

Unfortunately, no one was here to appreciate it.

Starry ordered takeout and took medicine after lunch.

The villa was very quiet. She wanted to spend an afternoon on the sofa doing nothing.

But Starry still had things to do in the afternoon. She raised her eyebrows and turned her gaze. She got

up and went into the study to take out the divorce agreement. Then she took the car key downstairs

and drove out the Maserati in the garage.

The fiery Maserati was really eye-catching. Some drivers whistled and hit on her when she was waiting

for the green light.

She wore sunglasses and didn't even look aside.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at Pearson's company.

A conspicuous Maserati stopped at the door of the company. Before Starry entered, the receptionist

was already wondering who it was.

Starry got out of the car, took off her sunglasses, and walked into the company.

When the two receptionists saw her, they were obviously stunned, "Mrs. Pearson!"

Starry had come to the company for many times. She came to deliver food to Filip every so often. The

receptionist already knew her.

Every time Starry came, she would carry a lunch box in her hands. But today she had nothing in hands.

She looked the same as usual, but there was indifference and aloofness in her eyes.

It was like she was a different person.

Starry nodded, "I'm looking for Filip."

"OK, Mrs. Pearson, let me help you get into the elevator."

Starry followed the receptionist. After the private elevator door opened, she directly walked in, "Thank

you."

The elevator door closed slowly. At this time, Austin Robertson on the 28th floor also received a call

from the front desk to inform him that Starry was in the elevator.

Austin was stunned. He asked his assistant to inform Filip that Starry had come, while waiting at the

elevator to meet Starry.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Starry saw Filip's secretary. She was not surprised. Every time

she came over, the receptionist would call him first.

"Mrs. Pearson."

Starry glanced at him, "Mr. Robertson."

"Mr. Pearson is in the office with a guest. Could you please wait for a moment?"

Starry was not a difficult person. After all, she came here to deliver the divorce papers. As Filip was

seeing a guest, she didn't mind waiting, "OK."

Austin heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the so-called guest was no other than Lucia Scott.

"Mr. Pearson, Mrs. Pearson is here."

Hearing Albert Gibson's words, Filip frowned, "What is she doing here?"

This is obviously not a question for Albert. Filip was expressing his impatience.

Lucia glanced at Filip and said, "Filip, your wife must have something urgent. It may take more than an

hour for me to elaborate on the planning proposal. You'd better let your wife in first."

Filip glanced at Albert, a little annoyed, "Let her in."

"OK, Mr. Pearson."

Albert nodded, turned around and invited Starry in.

A man and a woman sat on each side of the black sofa. It seemed that they were not intimate. But still,

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Starry glanced over and kept walking as if nothing had happened, "Sorry to disturb you."

As she spoke, she smiled faintly. She was neither embarrassed nor sorry.

Lucia looked at Starry. Even if she hated Starry so much, she had to admit that she was really

beautiful!

Looking at Starry's face, Lucia glared with jealousy. But soon she restored her arrogance as Ms. Scott.

She also smiled at Starry, "Mrs. Pearson, you come to deliver lunch again? I heard that you bring lunch

to Filip two to three times a week, regardless of the occasional bad weather. Mrs. Pearson, you treat

Filip so well."

She continued, jokingly, "I thought you came here to check out on us!"

Starry brought lunch to Filip every now and then. The employees of the eternal group all knew it. But it

sounded weird when Lucia said it.

Especially when she said it sarcastically. Even Albert felt uncomfortable.

However, Starry didn't even glance at her. She looked straight at Filip, "I'll take up your ten minutes.

Let's talk."

Starry made it clear, "Only us."

Filip looked up at her coldly, "Is there anything they can't listen to?"

This was really hurtful, but Lucia seemed contented.

Starry's expression remained unchanged. She took out the divorce agreement and put it on the table,

"Nothing, just want to talk about the divorce. If you don't mind, then I don't care either."