Divorce Time

Chapter 219

Kelvin leaned back in his chair, considering York’s suggestion. “Why don’t you try talking to Stewart? You two have a bit of a rapport, right?”

York shrugged, uncertain. “I could, but I doubt Stewart would listen.”

From the moment Charlene agreed to swap dance partners at the gala, York had sensed that her relationship with Stewart was more complicated than it seemed. They weren’t dating, that much was clear, but Stewart definitely had a soft spot for her.

York doubted that even if he managed to smooth things over between Dalton and Stewart, it would lead to Stewart agreeing to collaborate with Dalton.

Kelvin sighed, “So, I guess we need to approach Ms. Ross instead? We barely know anything about her. Should we dig up some info?”

Dalton shook his head. “Nah, it’s not worth the effort. I’ll just reach out to my father later.”

York immediately caught on. “You mean Mr. Wagner?”

“Exactly.”

Stewart was one of Kenton’s mentees, and Dalton was sure that if Kenton had a word with him, Stewart would come around.

after a hearty meal of burgers and fries, Dalton was on his way home when he decided to call Abelard. But to his surprise, Abelard beat him to it with a call, getting straight to the point, “How’s

then admitted, “Not great. I was actually hoping to

“Why’s that?”

“I managed to annoy one of PrimeStar’s techies, and Stewart’s

the

off guard, Dalton replied instinctively, “Charlene.”

a pause, followed by a chuckle from Abelard. “You’ve really outdone yourself, Dalton. Messing with a key player before the deal is even inked.”

think, just someone with a special connection to Stewart. But Abelard didn’t

this for you,” Abelard said.

but grin, “Thanks, Pops!”

“…You shameless brat.”

his own merits. To him, personal grudges were

I think I’ll pass. Seeing you might just shorten my lifespan,” Abelard quipped before abruptly ending the call.

Charlene was something he chose to leave unspoken. After all, having everything too easy in life wasn’t always

screen at the ringing phone, recognizing his caller ID. Her eyes flickered

and said, “You’re always on the ball, Charlene. I’m guessing