Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 747 Yintern Group

Two months later.

Srirano, a small island country.

The snow was steadily falling from the sky. Occasional drops of snowflakes would drift along with the wind.

Pedestrians huddled underneath their coats as they hurried home.

Steffan was sitting in his office. He had the heater turned on to an ideal temperature of 28 degrees Celsius. It was warm and cozy.

He was tall and wore a well-fitting suit. He was sitting leisurely on the couch and he held a cup of tea in his hand. From time to time, he would take a sip of tea. He had a dark, steady gaze. The Yintern family was very well-known in Capital City.

Steffan was the youngest among his siblings. Even though he was the youngest in the family, he was not getting any younger.

He was 38 years old that year.

Unlike many heirs from rich and powerful families, he was mature and introverted. He was indifferent to fame and fortune. He was not keen on social gatherings, but he was enthusiastic about car design.

In order to fulfill this dream, he studied abroad for five years before returning to the country the previous year. Then, under the coercion of his father, he inherited the family business in Srirano and became the president of the Yintern Group.

Srirano was only a small island country. The country's primary sector is agriculture. The Yintern Group was involved in various business projects in Srirano, including luxury cars.

Therefore, Yintern Group was very famous here in Srirano. He inherited the company under his father, Genaro's name. Srirano was not very developed yet. The cars produced were mainly domestic cars. Although Genaro had always been passionate about designing, he was not very good at running a company. Fortunately, in such a small island country, there was little competition. Although there was not much improvement in their business, the economy was not bad.

In recent years, the small island country had slowly begun to develop. The country's economy had improved. The most obvious thing was that the government had actually sold a large area of land to the business mogul, Calvin Harvey. Their purpose was to develop the economy on a large scale and increase the per capita income of the country.

In this way, with the country in such a strategic geographical location, one could imagine how much the country's economy would improve.

The Yintern's Group also felt the pressure in order to meet the market's demands. Steffan was ready to reform the company and improve its infrastructure.

The country was sparsely populated. There was a high demand for cars in the community. With the increase in economic growth, sooner or later, there would be a pursuit of cars of certain qualities in the country.

As a result, there was a sense of urgency in the development of luxury cars.

Steffan had seen this coming a long time ago. After inheriting the company, the first thing he did was to develop luxury cars. He wanted the car to be unique in its own way. He wanted to put into practice what he had learnt when he studied abroad.

There was a soft knock on the door, accompanied by the sound of high heels.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said in a calm and powerful voice, "Please come in."

The door opened and a graceful figure walked in.

"Mr. Yintern, this batch of drawings..." The woman's voice was very delicate. She had a pair of beautiful bright eyes. Her body exuded elegance.

Steffan had always been attracted to her elegance. His gaze was full of appreciation and amazement as it fell upon her.

To a certain extent, Steffan could be regarded as an artist. He enjoyed all things beautiful and that included beautiful women.

The luxury cars that he designed were very artistic. They were elegant and unique. It was obvious that they were not popular in the market, but he would spend a lot of money on production. He was not focused on making profits. In this way, it was destined that the luxury cars designed by the Yintern Group would fail.

That was until he met the woman in front of him.

Steffan was a very stubborn person who would not easily change his mind. However, he was fairly impressed by the car designed by the woman in front of him. Therefore, he served her profoundly.

As expected, at the World Trade Center two months ago, they had managed to make a huge profit. The amount of orders received was at an all-time high. It meant that the luxury cars produced by the Yintern Group were on a whole new level.

That was the first time that Steffan was willing to allow anyone to design the company's luxury cars. She managed to integrate art and the market demands into her car designs. He very quickly accepted her designs and put them into production.

It brought great benefits to the Yintern Group.

It was as if he had found a buried treasure. He was ecstatic.

"Hush, what are you calling me?" Steffan broke into a smile as he admired the lady in front of him. He lifted his index finger to the corner of his mouth and asked in a somewhat dissatisfied manner.

The woman blushed a little. She corrected herself and said, "Steffan, there are some aspects in this batch of drawings that don't make sense. It needs improvement."

Steffan smiled and pointed to the couch across from him and said, "Lexantra, please have a seat. Make yourself comfortable."

Lexantra was a little stunned.

This was the new name that she had given herself. She felt a little strange. She was still unaccustomed to it, especially when she heard it from other people's mouths. She stood there, a little confused. It seemed that she was not used to his manner of interaction. She said, "Steffan, I think it's best I stand up. I have been sitting all day." "Really?" he asked as he looked at her. His voice was very soft. "Dory, you don't want to be too close to me, do you?"

His tone was somewhat helpless. He looked at her with his deep and bright eyes. It was as if he was trying to read her thoughts.

A year had passed.

It had been a year since he brought her back to Srirano. From being indifferent to her at the start to then admiring and appreciating her. She constantly surprised him.

However, until then, she seemed to be keeping her distance and not allowing him to see through her.

The more she behaved like this, the more interested he became, just as how he was interested to know her past.

A woman who was too straightforward would not be liked by men too much.

He roughly could tell that Lexantra was not that young. When she had been saved, she was also pregnant.

However, her voice was pure and innocent. She still looked like a girl who was waiting in the boudoir for a marriage proposal.

It was just that she was a little more mature and romantic. She was also quite charming but she was a mystery. She seemed to be a mass of mist. When touched, the nothingness would disperse, which annoyed people.

There was no doubt that this woman was Belle, who fell off the cliff one year ago.

When Belle fell into the water from such a high cliff, she felt a roar in her head. She could see nothing but white light. Then, she lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the hospital bed and when she looked up, she saw the man in front of her.

She lost her memory and forgot everything about the past, including her own name.

For the past year, there was basically nothing in her mind. The only thing she could remember was designing cars.

Although Belle had lost her memory, her talent for car design kept on improving every day. It even reached unprecedented heights.

Belle felt a little helpless when she heard how disappointed Steffan was. She had no choice but to take a seat at the opposite end of the couch, still feeling a little uneasy.

Steffan was her superior and she was just a designer in Yintern Group. She knew her place.

"Steffan, most of these drawings are not bad, but some of them are just boring..." Belle went to speak but was cut off by Steffan.

"Dory, let's not talk about work today. Let's think about what we're going to eat tonight."

Steffan had lived in Europe and M Country for a long time. His thought process and habits were similar to those of the French.

He did not like working long hours. The company had implemented a four-and-a-half days' work week. No one was allowed to work during the holidays and Saturdays. The company prioritized work life balance. It was a sharp contrast with domestic companies who had long working hours.

The employees who worked in the Yintern Group lived comfortable lives. Although there were not many economic benefits, they lived fulfilling lives.