Love Is Fair by Kerri

Chapter 063 Only Talk About Benefits, Not About Feelings Ava was pondering on Chris’s words, “There are ten-year-old children waiting to be supported.” As soon as she heard the word “reconciliation”, she couldn’t help but open her eyes. Reconcile? Could it be that the person sitting in the car was sister Hailey’s ex-boyfriend? Hailey frowned slightly, “Why so noisy.” Chris hurriedly restrained himself and put his hands together in front of himself, “I’m sorry, I’m so excited.” Seeing that the situation was not good, Ava stepped forward and said, “Sister, 1 won’t disturb your work. Let Senior Marsh send me to Newman Jewelry, so I

can get used to it in advance.” “Okay.” Hailey said lightly, “If you don’t understand, you can ask him. When you get there, be humble, talk less, and do more things.” Ava nodded obediently, “I know, sister.” Then her little hand pulled Chris’s sleeve, and Chris looked back at her nervous appearance, secretly laughing: As his own junior, she knew how to protect him.

Owen stayed in Matthew’s long-term rental suite in The Nomad. He didn’t know if he had stayed in the car all night and didn’t sleep well, his head was buzzing, and it was as lively as a dance hall.

Hailey’s words kept ringing in his ears. He couldn’t forget the look on her face when she spoke and her eyes. She said she no longer loved him. A wry smile appeared on Owen’s lips. Anyone who had been treated coldly by him for three years would be disheartened, no matter how ardently she loved him. Not to mention the proud First Young Lady of the Newmans. It was conceivable that she had bet all her self-esteem when he filed for divorce from her, and she stood in front of him and asked him with tears in her eyes, “Can you stay?”. It was a pity that, at that time, he was blind. He only had Eliza in his eyes with no other women. Knowing that he was cruel, he still decided that it was better

sooner than later and cruelly broke their marriage. But now, he wanted to go back on it. And the woman who had been silently waiting behind him and sincerely treated him was no longer willing to wait for him. It was his own fault. Who else could be blamed?

At 4:00 in the afternoon, Owen came to Crystaldale Company again. With the Jessons leamed from Abby’s diamisgal, the ladies at the front desk strictly

adhered to professional ethics this time and no longer opened any back doors for Owen’s handsome face. The appearance was surely important, but what was more important was that their works could not be lost!

speak, the ladies at the

up to chat and politely said that they had an appointment this time, but the ladies at the front desk were all cautious because of the past and couldn’t let them go up. Seeing that he was about to have his third failure, Owen sighed and was about to call Hailey when the elevator to the president’s office suddenly opened, and Chris walked out. He walked straight toward Owen and said politely, “Mr. Moore, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Miss Newman is waiting for you in the office. Please come with me.” Then, under the shocked and astonished eyes of the ladies at the front desk, Owen followed Chris up the straight

really not easy to receive such courtesy here from Hailey. Owen laughed self-deprecatingly. It was really flattering. Chris walked ahead and knocked on the door, “Miss Newman, Mr. Moore is here.” Hailey was still working in front of the computer. Hearing this, she raised her head and saw a tall, straight man in

and stood up, waving her hand lightly. Hailey was

time that Owen had stepped into her office. But he didn’t even look at her office carefully the last time they broke | up. The style of the office did not match her previous style. It was neither warm nor cool but an antique, even old-fashioned tone,

eyes were attracted by a painting of calligraphy. It was a painting of landscape figures with a poem inscribed beside it. “Listen

ease? Better than saddled horse I like sandals and cane.

picture quality and the ink were amazing. He stared at it for a long time and couldn’t help but say, “This calligraphy and painting…” Hailey said lightly, “It’s fake.” Owen glanced back at her, “I

“Mr. Moore can take it if he likes it.” Hailey poured the tea indifferently. Owen’s eyes lit up, slightly surprised, “Give it to me?” Hailey raised her eyes slightly, “Bring those four porcelain plates. Let’s exchange them.” Sure enough, she wasn’t that generous. Owen smiled helplessly, “I didn’t know that you also have research on antiques before. I saw it at the auction. You are an expert.” But she was still timid in front of him. Hailey hurt internally when she thought of this, feeling sorry for the four porcelain plates he had taken away. The two of them changed the topic and began to talk about the project of the racecourse. Hailey showed Owen some photos taken at the

some of her thoughts. Owen already knew about it before he

Unexpectedly, he did have his own uniqueness, and many of the things