Facade of Love

Chapter 203 He Doesn’t Seem Too Friendly Towards Charlie

I bit my lip, holding back any objections. After all, our divorce was still under wraps.

I trailed behind him, eyeing his broad shoulders. “Did you come for a meeting today?” I asked, knowing his usual distaste for these gatherings.

“Mhm,” he hummed, glancing back at me. “Do you want to drink?”

I hesitated, then gave a half–shrug, half–nod. “A bit.”

He did not say more, and I did not push, following him to the private room.

“Ms. Scott.” The voice behind me was familiar.

I spun around to see Inch, and I thought how odd it was that our paths crossed so often these days. Beside him sat the enigmatic Charlie in his wheelchair.

Charlie was his usual self, cap and mask in place, only his bright eyes visible. I was not one to stare, and with Charlie’s condition, it did not seem right to pry. So, after a brief glance, I addressed Inch, “Are you two here for dinner as well?”

Inch wheeled Charlie forward, giving a small nod. “Charlie’s here to talk business,” he said. Then, turning to Idris, he added, “Mr. Young, good to see you.”

Idris, known for his icy demeanor with strangers, returned the nod. His piercing gaze briefly met Charlie’s, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

make introductions, but considering Idris and I were not exactly close these days, I settled for a quick exchange of pleasantries with Inch and Charlie

his gaze turning thoughtful. After a moment, he asked, “That’s Charlie?” His voice was more statement

nodded. “You know

of him, though. Top five on the Silvana wealth charts. I did not know he’d been through so much.

the night before, I said, “Apparently, he had a bad car crash. Hurt his leg and his

half–cripple and he’s still out and about? I guess

harsh words took me aback, and I shot him a sharp look. Since

glance, Idris did not say more and

already occupied by a handful of middle–aged men, some portly, others sporting glasses

Scott, glad you could

leaned in and quietly filled me in on who was who

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wiry guy with glasses gave me a warm smile and said, “Mr. Young’s hit the jackpot.

bring her

heard Mrs. Scott’s running the massive Scott Corporation now. To handle such a big deal at her age, she’s nothing short of

glass to me and said, “Here’s to Mrs. Scott. Let’s

was on the fence about joining in when someone else jumped in, “Hey, Mr. Webber, we might let some things slide, but Mr.