Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 842 Need to Comfort Him Again

Greta's face clouded over.

'I can't get a VIP membership unless I have spent 100 million dollars on the brand! They're making things difficult for me on purpose!

'Even though I was rich in the past, I had never spent 100 million dollars in total on all the shops of the brand, let alone now.'

Seeing that Greta kept silent with a poker face, the shopping guide immediately understood that Greta didn't have the VIP membership. The shopping guide narrowed her eyes and wore a smile again. "It doesn't matter that you don't have the VIP membership. There is another way. You can choose to show your bank cards to us to prove your property. As long as your balance is more than 100 million dollars, we will provide customized service to you."

Greta widened her eyes. "100 million dollars?"

'It's as strict as spending 100 million dollars on the brand!'

"That's it." The shopping guide nodded with a smile. "Then do you have such bank cards to prove your property?"

Seeing the shopping guide's smile, Greta felt humiliated.

'If I had so much money, wouldn't I have the VIP membership?

'She's humiliating me on purpose.

'She must know that I don't have the VIP membership or 100 million dollars in my bank cards, but she still asks me these questions. Obviously, she makes fun of me on purpose.' Greta grabbed the armrests of her wheelchair tightly. Even her hands were veined.

In the lounge behind Greta, Sydney also heard that Greta had been humiliated by the shopping guide. Sydney couldn't help but smile.

Although the shopping guide was impolite, Sydney disliked Greta and thus didn't think that the shopping guide had gone too far.

'If Greta didn't try to seduce Julien, I might be willing to get her out of trouble.

'However, given what she did, I won't help her.

'She's shameless and deserves to be taught a lesson.'

Sydney shook her head and smiled. She picked up a dress magazine, put it on her crossed lap and read it slowly.

Then she heard someone arguing behind her.

She listened to what was going on. It turned out that Greta was unsatisfied with the shopping guide's attitude and was scolding the shopping guide.

But the shopping guide was not a pushover. She refuted Greta back in the most polite way.

Sydney read the magazine as she heard the farce. It was interesting.

Another shopping guide had served a cup of coffee to Sydney. She picked it up and took a sip. She smiled more brightly.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated on the glass coffee table in front of her.

She put down the cup and picked up her phone. Julien texted her. She arched her eyebrows in surprise.

'Why is he available to text me? Isn't he busy?'

Although she felt confused, she unlocked her phone quickly and checked the message. Seeing the content, she pulled a wry face.

'He asks me if I have a stomachache.

'He must have been worried about all the time if I will have a stomachache because I have eaten too much spicy food at lunch. 'He is so considerate.'

Although she smiled wryly, she was moved in her heart.

After all, he cared about her sincerely. Otherwise, he wouldn't care if she had a stomachache because she had eaten too much spicy food. She smiled gently and typed with two hands. [Sydney: I'm fine. Don't worry.]

When Julien saw Sydney's reply, he was finally relieved.

Sydney guessed right. He had been worried that she would have a stomachache because she had eaten too much spicy food at lunch.

Thus, he specially found time and asked her about her condition.

After he confirmed that she was fine, he finally set his mind at rest.

"Mr. Flint, the plane is going to take off. It's time for us to set off." When Julien was about to reply to Sydney, several elites in suits pulled suitcases, came up to Julien and said goodbye to him respectfully. These men were the directors of Flint Corporation's subsidiary abroad.

Julien came to the airport to dispatch his private plane, which had been stored here, to send these directors abroad.

These directors could only return home from abroad every few years. Julien was their boss. Of course, he needed to express his concern to them after they returned home from abroad.

Thus, they would know that he valued them very much and that he had never forgotten them.

As a boss, he needed to know how to win his subordinates' support. Only in this way would his subordinates be willing to work hard for him.

Julien put down his phone, looked up at these directors and nodded slightly. "A pleasant journey to you! If anything happens abroad, you can contact Zach at any time. He will report it to me as soon as he gets the news."

"OK, Mr. Flint." They replied simultaneously and walked towards the VIP passage.

Julien stood there and saw them off. After they disappeared in the passage, he went to the parking lot with Zach.

After Julien got in the car, he recalled that he hadn't replied to Sydney yet.

He took out his phone, unlocked it and typed. [Julien: I'm sorry that I didn't reply to you immediately. I went to see my subordinates off at the airport.]

Sydney thought that Julien wouldn't reply to her anymore. When she was enjoying the farce behind her, her phone vibrated again.

When she saw his apology, she smiled resignedly. [Sydney: I know you're busy. I won't blame you. Don't overthink it. Have they boarded?]

Julien smiled. [Julien: They have just boarded. I will return to the company to deal with some work.]

"He's so busy. He must be very tired." She sighed and typed. [Sydney: Be careful on the road. I'm not home either.]

Knowing that she wasn't home, he narrowed his eyes. [What are you doing outside?]

She took a sip of coffee. [Sydney: My dress has arrived, so I come to the shop to try it on.]

He compressed his lips. [I asked you to leave it to me, and I would like to arrange it for you. I would ask the designers to provide door-to-door service to take your measurements, but you refused.] She felt his resentment in his words and chuckled.

'When we received the invitations from the shopping mall, he asked me to attend it with him together.

'At that time, we had been reconciled with each other, so I had no reason to refuse him.

'Then he arranged for someone to prepare the dress for me happily.

'But I refused.

'My reason was the same. I could deal with it alone and was reluctant to rely on him for everything.

'He failed to persuade me and could only give up. Although he has never complained, I know that he still minds it.

'I'm reluctant to rely on him for everything. No matter what he wants to do for me, I always refuse. Thus, he thinks that I haven't accepted him totally.

'It's not like that. I'm just reluctant to rely on him for everything.

'If I rely on him for everything, I may lose myself and be dependent on him totally. As long as I lose him, I will be unable to survive alone.

'I'm a woman with a clear mind, who has her own thoughts and pursuits.

'I won't allow myself to be like that.

'Thus, I have refused his kindness so many times.'

Thinking of that, she massaged her temples, smiled and shook her head resignedly. 'Alright, I need to comfort him again.'

She typed with her fingers slightly. [Alright, don't be angry about that. Would you like to prepare the clothes for us when we get married?]

After she sent the message to him, she flushed involuntarily.

After all, it was the first time that she mentioned their marriage after they were reconciled with each other.

It showed that she planned to remarry him.

She believed that he would be happy to see that.