Divorce Time

Chapter 76

Everyone had settled into their seats for dinner for quite a while, but Thorne and Stewart hadn’t exchanged much more than cursory glances.

Hearing so, Thorne casually dabbed the corner of his lips with a napkin, turning his gaze toward Stewart with a smile, “I’ve been pondering it. What do you think, Mr. Ferguson?”

Stewart wasn’t one to miss a business opportunity handed to him on a silver platter. “To earn Mr. Henderson’s esteem is a privilege for PrimeStar.”

If Thorne and Stewart were considering a partnership, Vesta was all for it. After all, a closer relationship between Thorne and Stewart would mean more chances for her to interact with Stewart. That would make it easier for her to sway Stewart to her side when the time came.

With this in mind, she shot Charlene a cold glance.

Charlene was chatting with Professor Hancock about various matters. Though she had kept an eye on the

thers at the table, she didn’t seem too invested.

She had no objections if Stewart was genuinely interested in working with Thorne. After all, there was no reason to turn away from a lucrative opportunity.

Dinner was winding down, and no one was going to just sit around. Anyone who was keen on discussing possible partnerships would wander over to the couches for a more chill chat.

to collaborate with PrimeStar during dinner was a casual remark. Whether

Dale, who was also at the dinner, was keen on collaboration and had pulled Stewart and his management team aside for a chat even

followed them. Technical discussions were Charlene’s

the side, but noticing Stewart’s glass empty, she took it and said, “Let me get you

refill.”

Stewart smiled. “Thanks.”

for Stewart only confirmed Vesta and Laverne’s suspicions that Charlene joined PrimeStar

bumped into someone near Thorne,

but who could say

figure was graceful and delicate, and her skin was smooth and

cream.

Charlene seemed to hold a slight edge. To be deliberately embraced by such

he steadied Charlene by her shoulders then quickly stepped back, not showing a

regained her composure. After softly

had thrown herself at Thorne on