Divorce Time

Chapter 83

That meant, if Vesta wished, she could come to work there anytime. The favoritism Thorne showed was something Charlene had long stopped bothering to count.

While sipping from her coffee, Charlene’s gaze drifted to the glass door where a figure stood. She looked up slightly. It was Thorne. She paused.

Thorne’s gaze met hers, yet it seemed his focus was elsewhere. Turning back, Charlene noticed Vesta offering a slight nod toward the door, greeting Thorne.

Then, Vesta turned to Mr. Ferrell, “I’ll be off then.”

Then, Mr. Ferrell and Quincy realized Thorne’s presence.

Approaching noon, Thorne had come down specifically to take Vesta out for lunch.

As Quincy and the others started to stand up, Thorne waved them off, “Please, don’t worry about me. Go ahead with your work.”

They nodded in agreement, busying themselves.

Thorne politely addressed Stewart, “Sorry, I can’t host you personally due to my schedule. Mr. Ferguson, I hope you can understand.”

I completely understand the demands of

smiled, his gaze briefly meeting Charlene’s before he

was well–known within the

Vesta at Neural Nexus Tech.

Charlene, patting her shoulder silently in

Neural Nexus Tech, Charlene was mentally preparing to possibly run into Thorne. What she didn’t see coming was bumping into Vesta there too.

it was a one–time occurrence. She hadn’t realized that Vesta treated Thorne’s company almost as

later stages and contained numerous clauses to avoid potential

was past five in the afternoon

Ferrell personally took

is still

“He’s busy dealing with another project.”

Is it because he’s busy, or is it because

the

folks,

relax, Quincy coughed softly, lowering his voice, “Ms. Hawkins has been with Mr. Henderson