Divorce Time

Chapter 13

Speakily glancing at Vesta while hastily retreating to lean against the wall, Charlene’s colleagues were intimidated.

Vesta caught a glimpse of Charlene too, but she quickly looked away, unimpressed, and headed to the elevator surrounded by a group

of managers.

Charlene’s colleagues sighed with relief before eagerly diving into gossip as the elevator doors closed.

“Was that Mr. Henderson’s girlfriend? Wow, she’s stunning and draped in designer brands. They must cost a fortune, right? No wonder she carries herself with elegance and confidence, a true mark of the elite. She’s simply in a different league compared to us.”

“Absolutely!”

They then quietly asked Charlene, “What do you think, Charlene?”

Charlene

of an affair might not be entirely accurate. After all, when Charlene was eight, her father, determined not to let Vesta and her mother suffer,

Charlene lived with her mentally ill mother and was raised by

while her uncle’s business faltered, the

father spared no expense in giving her the best of

accomplished. Thus, the once illegitimate daughter, Vesta, was then a legitimate heiress

decade, Vesta exuded an aura of nobility that even Charlene, the

match.

her childhood ties with Vesta would end

friends, but no matter how hard she tried, Thorne never saw her

okay?” Seeing Charlene’s pale face, her colleagues grew

back to reality. “I’m fine.”

nearing their divorce, and whoever Thorne would love from then on would have nothing to do with

didn’t dwell on the matter between Thorne

worked overtime until around nine, and her phone rang as she was wrapping up. It was her best friend, Connie, calling