Divorce Time

Chapter 117

Tonight’s campfire was anything but ordinary, featuring a spread that could rival any Thanksgiving feast, with a crackling BBQ to boot.

The base for the campfire stew was already bubbling, brewing up a hearty mix that promised plenty of warmth and comfort. Alongside, a BBQ station was set up, with a long table beside it groaning under the weight of top–notch ingredients, all prepped and ready for grilling.

The fire was lit, casting a warm glow on everyone gathered around.

Moran and the crew had already settled in, forming a cozy circle around the flames.

When Granger and Vesta returned and took their places, Vesta naturally gravitated towards Thorne.

Moran, unable to resist the allure of the marinated delights, had already sneakily started nibbling. Just as he was about to suggest they officially kick off the feast, his thoughts drifted to Charlene. He glanced over at Jasmine, saying, “Minnie, would you mind running up and inviting your mom down? Tell her we’ve got all this

mazing food down here. It’d be great if she joined us.”

Despite suspecting Charlene might just stay up in her room like she did earlier in the day, he felt it was a gesture worth making.

Vesta understood his intent perfectly.

Charlene

this, she also encouraged

wasn’t too keen on having her mom join them.

else urging her on,

she was about to set her drink down and make her way upstairs, Thorne spoke

silent at his

stood up and left for the task, Moran chuckled, “Yeah… Thorne inviting her does seem more

sincere.”

Charlene down seemed a bit

Charlene. After all, his indifference towards Charlene had been

her lip,

Thorne was the one to extend the invitation, there was a good chance Charlene would actually come down. She knew her mom

Meanwhile…

work when the door opened. Expecting Thorne to just grab something and leave, she barely glanced up. But then he spoke, “There’s a campfire feast downstairs. It’s quite the gathering. Why don’t you come down and join us for

Charlene paused.

and the others, she thought Thorne’s visit was just a formality. It couldn’t possibly mean anything significant. And even if it did,

she said, briefly meeting his gaze before adding,