Divorce Time

Chapter 40

Hey, Josh.” Charlene reached out her hand. “Thanks for looking out for me all these years.”

Josh was still in a daze but shook her hand. “Don’t mention it.”

After gathering her things, Charlene left.

Josh couldn’t believe Charlene had gone.

“What are you spacing out for?” Coy slapped him on the shoulder.

“Charlene left the company.”

Coy paused, “For real?”

Could she bring herself to leave? He was skeptical.

He scoffed, “Sure, she’s gone now, but that doesn’t mean she won’t try to worm her way back in. Just wait. She’ll be back before we know it, probably with Irma pulling some strings for her.”

Josh remained silent. It seemed unbelievable, but he felt she was serious based on the vibe he’d been getting from Charlene lately.

After leaving Henderson Group, Charlene went straight home.

Seemingly preoccupied with Vesta again, she didn’t get any calls from Jasmine for the next few days.

a fever. Charlene quickly shut her book, snatched up her car keys

raining all day and hadn’t stopped till then. Connie lived in the old town area. At

to pick up some medicine. When she returned to her car, the passenger door slammed open, and a towering figure

a beat. As she turned, she saw

mask and a hat that pulled low, obscuring his

her hands slightly, not daring to move

phone. “I won’t harm you. Just drive me where I

react, he ordered

was eerily quiet, with no cars or people, and the pharmacy was some distance away.

figuring out what to do next, she picked up a heavy scent of blood in the car.

a moment, she started the car and

to Silver Wave Port. I’ll tell you

Charlene said, pulling onto the

as Charlene focused entirely on driving, she didn’t miss a beat, her driving smooth and meticulous. As the

under the

by the roadside, his gun still trained on her. As he got out, she retrieved her purse, calmly

smell of blood had only grown stronger in the half–hour drive.

man paused but ignored her offer, exiting the car and

want her help, Charlene didn’t insist, turning the car

him, removing his hat and mask. His phone rang as he was getting his wounds treated. Picking up, he heard Moran’s anxious voice before he could speak, “Granger, are you okay? My