Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Even I was surprised by what I said. I must admit, I can be surprisingly kind. I couldn't help but think that Ivanna would probably be disappointed in me if she were by my side right now. When Matthew heard me, a glimmer of hope seemed to gleam in his eyes. He got up and sat at my desk.

With his eyes fixed on me, he urgently said, "Only you can help me, Chloe. Pull some strings, resolve the issues in Muborough, and everything will fall into place."

He fervently suggested some ideas to me; his plan was clearly well thought out.

"Can't you provide the evidence? Last time, you got someone from Solaris to produce proof, right? As long as you can verify that Muborough's documents are in order, Ardora will be fine."

I suddenly felt a sense of irony. The proof I obtained in Solaris?

If Melanie hadn't teamed up with Liora to trip me up last time, I wouldn't have been involved in a lawsuit.

Now, Matthew continued animatedly, "Mel is still young, and she made a mistake. It couldn't have been her. This is all Liora. She wants to take over my company, so she's using the Muborough project as an excuse. Even if there was some issue with the materials, this was definitely not Mel's idea. She doesn't have the guts to do that. You just need to..."

"Are you asking me to clear Melanie's name?" I looked at Matthew nonchalantly.

paused, seeming to realize he had made a mistake. Mentioning Melanie in

is still around, we can come back. Just help me convince Lauren and ask Oliver to cut me some slack on the loan.

Besides, don't you remember complaining about my project being subpar last time, Matthew? Wasn't that

stared directly at him, my sympathy slowly fading away. This guy was truly

this upon himself. These were the consequences of his actions, and here he was, still defending Melanie. It

isn't it? Are you going to just sit back and watch?" As my attitude toward him cooled,

have to do with

how she got locked

remember that?" I

bringing her up.

Why are you holding on to that? We have to live, don't we?"

seemed displeased.

powerless. In his eyes, his mother was dead,

son is still very young. Many people dote on Ava, but my son cries every day. You know what kind of