Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Jeremiah hurriedly walked over with a smile. "Oh! Ms. Chloe, you're punctual!"

It seemed like he was in charge of hospitality today, just like when Chad took the lead in hosting me.

It amused me. These so-called cousins had no shame in repeating the same mistakes. It looked like Jeremiah was going to follow in Chad's footsteps today. There was no way around it. What could I do when they just never learned?

I looked closer. Four people were seated around a round table.

In the main seat was Martin, and next to him was Chad. There was also someone I didn't recognize, but I figured he was one of their associates. Jeremiah was pleased to see that I was punctual. He had efficiently handled things and successfully invited me. Moreover, I had come alone. "Ms. Chloe, I must introduce you to these people now that you're in Bourdamun." Jeremiah approached me, extending his hand.

Without looking at him, I walked straight inside to the round table.

I glanced at the people at the table and greeted Chad with a nod. "Long time no see, Mr. Chad."

Chad immediately stood up, and I graciously shook his hand.

"Ms. Chloe, it's indeed been a while. I never expected our reunion to be in Bourdamun. It's an honor."

I maintained my indifferent tone. "It's certainly unexpected to meet you in Bourdamun, Mr. Chad."

may not know it, but Bourdamun is my hometown! The previous incident was embarrassing, and I

"Atticus didn't spare my dignity. It wasn't easy for me to stay in Foswood, so I returned to Bourdamun. Anyway, the folks from my hometown are still quite accommodating." He was speaking the truth. After Atticus kicked him out of Echelon Group,

It seems you have some experience, Mr. Chad!" My words could be

me as I exchanged pleasantries with Chad. It was hard to figure

but

flashed in his eyes. It made me hold him in even

one

wanted to say something more, but Martin coughed sharply,

at me and extended his arm to introduce us. "Oh, I was so

was dry, showing his

Bourdamun's most

A renowned entrepreneur wasn't a bad title at all. I had yet to learn what kind of

Nice to meet you, Mr. Martin. I'm not familiar with what business you're in. I apologize for my ignorance about

polite. He gazed into my eyes calmly and stood up, extending

I looked up at him,

said, "Ms. Chloe, please

as I moved my chair to sit. He quickly

been