Divorce Time

Chapter 312

Across town, in the private dining room of a cozy bistro, the atmosphere was warm and inviting. Geoffrey, a well–regarded figure in the business world, leaned back in his chair, a friendly smile gracing his face. “We’ve come across many talented individuals, but Charlene, it’s quite rare to see someone as young as you achieving such remarkable success. Darius and I were eager to meet you and I hope our invitation hasn’t been

too much trouble.”

Charlene, a young woman with a promising future, responded with a respectful nod. “Not at all, Mr. Geoffrey. It’s truly an honor to meet you.”

Darius chuckled, giving Geoffrey a playful nudge. “Alright, don’t go scaring the young lady now.”

Both Geoffrey and Darius had been impressed by Charlene’s potential. Her achievements had caught their attention, and they were keen to get to know her better. With Hickey and Abelard there as well, the conversation flowed easily, making for a pleasant evening.

After a leisurely dinner, they spent another hour exchanging ideas and stories. By the end of the night, Charlene had exchanged contact details with Geoffrey and Darius, marking the beginning of promising connections.

new school term at Starfall Academy for middle and elementary students. Nadine Ross, Charlene’s younger cousin, was starting her term as a boarding student. With her aunt tied up with family matters and her uncle

along with three staff members handling a huge amount of luggage. It seemed that Jacques was

right connections, and it was clear that Thorne Hawkins had pulled some strings. The entire Hawkins family had turned up to

Charlene couldn’t help but recall the time Katie had assured her she would always be her favorite

Charlene.

then, the Hawkins and Spencer families noticed Charlene. Their smiles dampened slightly

her.

over thirty grand! I guess there really are people who buy them. Must be nice to be rich,” the onlooker remarked.

had already taken note of the lavishness. The luggage wasn’t

the finest leather, was worth thousands. Jacques‘ luggage alone was worth a small fortune, and Maureen’s handbag was

what Jacques had, and seeing her bags were simple and