Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I quickly stood up and walked away from my desk, warmly greeting Jordan.

"Mr. Jordan, hello." I smiled, gesturing for him to take a seat, and asked Carol to bring water and coffee.

I had heard from Eleanor that Jordan handed over the reins of Yorksen Doors to his son for health reasons. Seeing him, it was evident that his complexion wasn't great. "Ms. Chloe, it's been a while. Sorry for the trouble."

He was humble. But his son, Jesse, had an unpleasant and restrained expression. Even though they came to see me, it seemed like he wasn't too willing.

"You're being too polite. Please, have a seat." I gestured again.

Jordan nervously sat on the sofa, glancing around my office. "This is quite a big change. I used to be very familiar with this office."

He was trying to bridge the gap between us.

"Yeah. Time flies. It's been over ten years, and we've been working together for quite a while."

I glanced at Jesse, who still looked displeased, inspecting my office. Perhaps he sensed that my office was more high-end than his.

about what happened this morning. Please don't hold it against us. My son hasn't been sensible lately. In light of our many years of

seemed genuinely sincere as he said, "I

especially when dealing with someone with health issues. In theory, I couldn't disregard

and resentful face. His behavior earlier didn't

reprimanded Jesse, "Jesse, apologize

already shown

ones

looked at his father with disdain. I maintained a faint smile,

defiance, slamming the sofa

frustrated state of mind. Jesse was about to speak again

apologizes or not doesn't matter.

must have been a joke for you."

no need to apologize. How about

do, he can

discuss this

Jordan," I tentatively