Divorce Time

Chapter 393

Kevitt Smith glanced around the lively room, his students gathered around him like a constellation of eager minds. Among them stood Vesta, the lone face from the East, standing out like a cherry blossom in a garden of roses.

The crowd buzzed with whispers and admiration as they learned that Vesta was not only a brilliant PhD student under the legendary Kevitt Smith, but also the girlfriend of Thorne Henderson, an enviable position that seemed to embody all the luck and beauty the world could offer.

“Wow, I can’t believe she’s Kevitt Smith’s student. That’s incredible!” someone exclaimed, nearly spilling their drink in excitement.

“And she’s stunning to boot! It’s like the universe just handled her everything on a silver platter. So unfair!” another lamented.

“Don’t even get me started! She’s also dating Thorne Henderson? How is that even fair? I give up!” a third person groaned theatrically, rolling their eyes.

of envy and admiration swirling around her, became an instant focal point. People jostled to introduce themselves, hoping

nudged Thorne and said, “Mr. Henderson, it seems like you’ve got all the good fortune wrapped

bad, young man. But I hear you two have been together for a couple of years now. Why haven’t you tied the knot yet? Is my student’s

rippled through the crowd, the lightheartedness infectious. Not everyone was amused, though. Charlene and Stewart stood off to the side, their expressions remaining neutral, while Dalton Ramirez, having just arrived, found himself caught in the undercurrents of

about Kevitt Smith’s illustrious past in Al, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of bitterness as he overheard the playful chiding about

Stewart noticed Dalton’s arrival but chose to keep their distance, a silent acknowledgment

formality that was a far cry from their previous camaraderie. “Mr. Ferguson,” he greeted curtly, the warmth

exchange pleasantries, I won’t force the issue. Let’s keep things strictly professional from now on, shall

Mr. Ferguson,” he replied, his tone icy as he cast a quick, frosty glance at Charlene

of it all, but before he could dwell on

Al, Stewart had carved out a name for himself, his reputation reaching far and wide. It was