His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 496 A Bad Deal

Lysander said, “Thorne Constructions and Energies is quite far from Guerra Group, so I hardly ever go

there

Josiah said. “But you might. By the way. Mc. Collins, can you shortlist some candidates for Lysander’s assistant? Once you have a list, run it by me first.”

Lysander frowned. “I can handle that myself. It’s just an assistant after all”

“Do you know any of the employees from Thome Constructions and Energies? And how much do you know about them?”

Lysander stayed silent.

“I’ll check them out for you first. Their abilities can be lacking, but their character can’t.”

Carol also chimed in. “Ms. Thorne, Mr. Guerra’s concerns aren’t unfounded. After all, you’re just starting out in a new field, and if you encounter an assistant with ulterior motives, it’s easy to be taken advantage of, so it’s better to let Mr. Guerra review them in advance.”

After hearing Carol’s words, Lysander didn’t insist any further.

Her phone vibrated.

It was a message from Adrian, which read: Have you gotten off the plane yet?

Adrian called her before she left that morning.

He insisted on picking her up from the airport upon learning that she was flying back to Harborbrook that night. It took quite an effort for Lysander to convince him not to, as she planned to take a taxi to the hospital to visit Michelle.

Although Adrian finally agreed, he still texted right when the plane landed.

Nonchalantly running his fingers through his hair, Josiah glanced at the screen. “Is it Michelle, or Mr. Thorner

With swift agility, Lysander quickly turned off the screen.

“Aren’t you going to respond?”

After some consideration, Lysander turned her body away, shielding her phone from his view as she swiftly replied to Adrian’s message: Yep, I did, and I’m already on my way.

Adrian’s response came almost instantly: All right. I’ll wait for you downstairs.

Lysander: It’s fine.

Adrian: I can bring White Couf over too.

“It’s already so late. Can’t he bring it tomorrow?”

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was taken aback and discontentedly expressed, “Do you know what privacy means,

accidentally glimpsed it. Perhaps you should consider getting a privacy

Lysander ignored him.

slowed down to enter the electronic

the window, noticing the darkening sky. After they left the expressway, the scenery flying past the car window

we take the wrong exit? This isn’t

assured, “Ms. Thorne, you fell ill in Apex City and have only just recovered. I’m sure you’ll be so busy studying and reviewing once you get home that you’ll neglect your well–being. Instead of letting that happen, it might be better to find a place to rest and recuperate.”

immediately turned her head to

he turned to Carol and asked, “Have you

has been arranged.”

Have them deliver dinner to

“Yes, Mr. Guerra.”

resort. I have a home,

Coat waiting for you, or is it

Lysander didn’t reply.

wouldn’t give him hope? Then you should

he’s already waiting downstairs, and my dog is

message, and tell

Josiah so unconcerned, Lysander told the driver, “Could you please

knocked on the car window. “No

road.”

rest at home too. It doesn’t have to be

instead, he patted the driver’s seat. “Speed

down the road and half an hour later, it came to

out of the car first, proceeding to unload the luggage from the trunk. Meanwhile, Carol. hurried over to the reception desk, exchanging

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reported. “Mr.

be heading back too. You’ve worked

Lysanne. “Ms. Thorne, please take good care of yourself over the next few days. I’ll be taking my leave now.”

scrutinized Josiah with a

stood tall and elegantly at the resort entrance, urging impatiently, “What are you waiting for? Go look at your

The entire

frustrations, she had no choice but to follow him reluctantly, feeling utterly hopeless. The only thing she could do was

the bellboy, and took the elevator, heading straight to the top floor,

the door, he casually handed it to her, stating. “You’ll be staying here

same one she had stayed in when she returned from Stounia last time.

me. Why did you bring me

such wary eyes. “What do you think I’m going to do? We live in a society governed by law, Do