Divorce Time

Chapter 45

Before Stewart could utter a word, Charlene heard someone approaching to greet Stewart. While glancing sideways, her gaze met Vesta’s head–on.

Initially wearing a polite smile, Vesta instantly turned icy when she laid eyes on Charlene.

With just one look, she shifted her gaze away as if Charlene was invisible and turned to Stewart with a light smile, about to speak. However, Stewart smiled and turned to Charlene, saying, “This is Ms. Hawkins, Charlene. Would you like to meet her?”

Stewart’s statement carried multiple layers. First, it indicated his close relationship with Charlene. Second, he was aware of the tension between Charlene and Vesta. Third, he made his stance clear. Between Vesta and Charlene, he sided with Charlene.

‘Vesta had no idea about the friendship between Stewart and Charlene, not to mention their close bond. But even though she didn’t know the specifics, she quickly caught on to Stewart’s hint.

“So, Mr. Ferguson, are you suggesting I shouldn’t bother showing up at PrimeStar Technologies tomorrow?” she asked, her tone cold. Stewart chuckled appreciatively, setting down his glass and clapping in approval. “Ms. Hawkins, you’re indeed sharp.”

Stewart could have conveyed his message more diplomatically. But he chose not to.

In doing so, he made it clear to Vesta that there was no room for subtlety. He was on Charlene’s side, and he made his decision for Charlene.

she didn’t feel embarrassed or humiliated. In her eyes, PrimeStar was decent but couldn’t compare to the Henderson Group. Stewart wasn’t significant enough to humiliate

the exchange, Charlene smiled warmly and was about to speak to Stewart when she noticed Thorne, Granger, and Moran looking their

toward her. They might be surprised to

Granger had shocked looks on their faces, but Thorne’s face was a total poker face. It seemed like Charlene might as well have been a stranger to him instead of

up?” Stewart inquired.

her head, smiling.

to her group, and Thorne and his companions no longer paid

continued her conversation with Professor

left, Charlene sipped her drink and noticed Moran smirking at her from across the room. As for Thorne, he turned away from

raised his eyebrows and toasted her from

gesture. It seemed Moran was mocking her, implying

his rounds, the evening’s host returned and casually asked Stewart, “You know Ms. Hawkins?”

replied with a smile, “Sort of. Why?”