Divorce Time

Chapter 178

Stewart leaned in, his voice urgent yet hushed, “Hurry up, Charlene.”

“I know,” Charlene replied, her gaze steady.

Lunchtime rolled around when Edwin approached them, sharing that Vesta was okay now, having been taken home by Thorne for some rest.

She hadn’t finished the herbal remedies Dr. Ableson had prepared for her.

After leaving Neural Nexus Tech that evening, Charlene found herself drawn back to the old family mansion.

However, Thorne was nowhere to be found that night.

Charlene bit her lip in thought and decided to give him a call, but there was no answer. With a sigh, she set her phone aside.

The situation at Neural Nexus Tech was still unresolved, yet their commitments at PrimeStar couldn’t be

eglected either.

The following morning, Charlene and Stewart managed to sort out a few matters at PrimeStar before heading back to Neural Nexus Tech in the afternoon.

After today, it seemed like there wouldn’t be much left for them to do there.

Stewart couldn’t hide his relief at the thought, saying to Charlene, “I’m never setting foot in Neural Nexus Tech again. I’ve had enough of being treated like a second–class citizen.”

Charlene chuckled, “Okay.”

Vesta and her team were

seemingly buried under a mountain of

had any interest in Vesta’s well–being; their focus was on wrapping up their work and bidding

they had completed their tasks.

to Neural Nexus Tech would

issues waiting for

headed down to the parking lot, they ran into Thorne and Vesta coming out of

are nearly resolved. Mr. Ferguson,

kind. It’s all part of the

polite, Stewart and Charlene had already blacklisted Neural Nexus Tech

conversed, moving towards the parking area, a figure suddenly lunged at Thorne from the side,

and Stewart, focused on leaving, initially didn’t notice the

time Charlene realized what was happening, it was too late. Vesta, closer to Thorne, reacted instinctively, pushing him

subdued, but Thorne, pale with shock, scooped up the

away from Charlene and Stewart’s sight.

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at Charlene, “Let’s go.”

snapping back to reality, nodded,

returned to the mansion, Thorne was absent.

Thorne