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.

days, I settled for a quick exchange of pleasantries

gaze turning thoughtful. After a

nodded. “You know him?”

on the Silvana wealth charts. I did not know he’d been through so much.

back to Inch’s words from the night before, I said, “Apparently, he had a bad car crash. Hurt his

and he’s still out and about? I guess he’s eyeing the

I shot him a sharp look.

Idris did not say more and led me into the

of middle–aged men, some portly, others

Scott, glad you could make it,” they

leaned in and quietly filled me in on who

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glasses gave me a warm smile and said, “Mr. Young’s hit the jackpot. I’ve seen Mrs. Scott on the news and thought she was a knockout, but

not bring her along for us to meet?” piped up

replied, “Ah, she’s all looks and no substance. She’s got nothing on Mrs. Scott. I’ve heard Mrs. Scott’s running the massive Scott Corporation now. To handle such

and said, “Here’s

might let some things slide, but Mr. Lowry isn’t here yet. You start pushing drinks on Mrs. Scott, and Mr. Young