Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

As their displeasure grew, I maintained my composure. "What's wrong? Did I say something inappropriate?"

Martin's face darkened. He was quite unpredictable.

Jeremiah felt compelled to intervene. "Ms. Chloe, this is Bourdamun, not Foswood. Don't—"

Before he could finish, Martin slammed the table. He yelled at Jeremiah, "Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here? Don't pretend to be something you're not!"

I shivered at his sudden outburst and involuntarily looked at Martin. I could tell that his words were actually aimed at me. Martin was quite arrogant.

The room fell silent. The other three dared not breathe, and my heart raced.

I chuckled, breaking the tension. Leaning back in my chair, I glanced casually at Martin and remarked, "Looks like you have quite the temper, Mr. Martin."

He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. He's short-tempered."

I forced a strained smile. "It seems dinner isn't coming."

The unidentified man immediately gestured to lower the tension. "Martin, don't be so angry. Ms. Chloe is a young lady, and you might scare her off. Jeremiah, hurry and check on dinner!"

Mr. Martin's temper isn't great, especially today. Grandpa was upset, and he was a bit agitated. I can see that you are from

is Jake Lawson. I'm Martin's uncle and the

was Martin's partner in this play, with one playing the good cop while the

discuss some project issues by inviting you here. You're right. It's about the development of the new

talker, and he had clearly

"Bourdamun has been lagging

due to its location,"

have worked hard to change this.

Bourdamun, but this comes

residents, particularly Martin, share the desire to see their hometown develop. So he's eager

admit that Jake was a skilled speaker, adept at handling situations like

he was about to reveal the actual situation and was testing my response. So, I

he

want to take on this

curious. "Mr. Jake, you're right. I'm new to the city and don't

"Ms. Chloe, you must be kidding. There are no set customs! It's just that you

to me, and poured a