Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Indeed, Jeremiah couldn't resist my assertive demeanor. He looked displeased, saying, "Mr. Martin Terrell, of course."

I scoffed and asked, "Do I know that person? Why would he extend an invitation to me? Mr. Jeremiah, you know I don't attend random gatherings, right? There must be a reason for the invitation. Your cousin Chad knows it, too."

My attitude left Jeremiah at a loss as he glanced at me. "Ms. Chloe, I suggest you think twice before making a regretful decision."

I frowned at his words and retorted, "Are you threatening me?"

I knew he was merely Martin's middle-man. Jeremiah would fail if he couldn't secure my attendance. As expected, he became apprehensive toward my displeasure. "Ms. Chloe, please don't misunderstand me

"Mr. Marting doesn't invite just anyone for a meal. If anyone else wishes to dine with him, they must have the right connections. He's doing more than enough by taking the initiative, so I advise you not to be unappreciative."

I raised a brow and offered him a chance to convince me, "How arrogant of him. You should know I don't succumb to such tactics. So, what's his reason for inviting me for a meal?"

"He..." Jeremiah paused before continuing, "You'll know once you meet him. It'll work to your advantage, Ms. Chloe."

to reveal anything more. I pretended to close the

a resigned tone, "It's to discuss the

"What project? I'm not here to collaborate with others this time.

knew

"It's about the project

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Noah, so why is Mr. Martin getting involved? Who is he? Can he

Jeremiah, and he sneered before glancing at me slyly. "Hmph, you underestimate him, Ms. Chloe. Don't be so

the time was right,

relented, Jeremiah perked

A wise person always understands practicality and never suffers from losses. We'll see you in Acacia Hall at

now," I said as I slammed the door shut. Immediately after, I wondered who would be the most suitable to bring with me. It would be great if Carol were here. Amidst my thoughts, someone knocked on the door, and I opened it to see Jeremiah again. I instinctively

flatteringly. "I forgot to mention, Mr. Martin asks that you come

could