Divorce Time

Chapter 267

Vesta paused for a moment, then replied warmly, “No worries, if you’ve got something going on, focus on that.”

Granger nodded in agreement.

After Vesta drove off, he got into his own car. Instead of starting the engine right away, he pulled out his phone, looked up Charlene’s number, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed it.

Charlene was still at the office. Seeing his call, she picked up casually, “Mr. Harden?”

Granger was about to speak but paused when he heard the noise in the background on her end. He swallowed his words and asked, “Still at work this late?”

“Yeah,” Charlene replied. She assumed Granger’s call at this hour must be personal. “I’m free tomorrow. What’s Daisy planning?”

Granger fell silent.

Charlene, not hearing a response, prompted, “Mr. Harden?”

He knew how busy her week had been. It was past nine, and she was still working late hours. Without needing to ask, he could tell she was exhausted.

Jasmine had gone back to the Henderson family, and Charlene couldn’t be with her own child tomorrow. Yet here he was, asking her to spend time with someone else’s child. It felt too harsh.

“If you’re tired, take a break this week. We can reschedule,” he finally said.

Charlene didn’t feel overly tired. “It’s fine, let’s stick to tomorrow.”

Granger hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed, “Alright.”

Meanwhile, as the Henderson family finished dinner and left the diner, they ran into the Ramirez family.

with each other,

acknowledged Thorne with a

returned the gesture, “Mr. Ramirez.”

holding Thorne’s hand, looked up and politely said, “Mr.

back, saying, “Hello.”

recognized everyone present. There was no unfamiliar face who might be Jasmine’s mother. Could it be that

her?

Ramirez family, the Hendersons got back into

hospital with Irma. Thorne and the others returned to the family home. As soon as they arrived, Terence approached Thorne and

him the car keys, replying, “It’s in the car. Go get it yourself.”

as he caught

noticed and asked, “What are you

Terence hesitated.

chuckled, “Nothing important.”

Terence ran outside to

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Chapter 26

it go without further questioning.

notebooks. They did have “CC’s” signature, but it wasn’t the kind of autograph he

ing for a signed poster, you know, something I can hang on the wall,” he protested.

“That’s not

Terence argued. He just wanted to hang it

a knowing smile but

look, Terence knew it was a firm no and didn’t push the issue further. Still, having his idol’s