Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 135

Not hesitating, the two staff Sylvie had come with scampered to their feet, scurrying toward the door.

A frown creased Sylvie's forehead. No. She wasn't having the room with him.

Raphael left as well, and within moments, it was just two of them in the room

But Sylvie wasn't having it.

Her hands trembled lightly as she packed up her things from the table. Kage quietly watched her as if he was being entertained. But it wasn't until she stood and turned towards the door that his voice filled the room. "What're you doing?"

Sylvie paused, her heart pounding in her chest as she held her bag strapped over her arm and her tablet to her chest.

She stilled, failing miserably at forming any words.

"I'd suggest you take your seat," Kage spoke in that frighteningly authoritative tone of his.

Only now, it got on Sylvie's nerves and she wished she could talk back at him.

But there was no way. Kage still had that effect on her-the one she'd always felt when they'd been married lovelessly for two years.

"I came here because I thought you were interested in checking out our designs. It turns out that wasn't the case. And if there's no business involved, I wouldn't want to be here, Mr. Hawkins," she managed to reply without looking at him.

She heard a cold scoff behind her. "If money's the problem, I could get a hundred designs if that'll make you happy."

disbelief from the implied insult in his statement. What the hell did he mean!? Money wasn't her or the family's problem and he knew

she glared at him, she couldn't get any of the words out. She wasn't even sure she was glaring at him as she

up. His eyes were fixed on her as he moved, coming closer. Something sharp hit her

he still looked so charming.

she wished could stay buried flooded her thoughts, making her weak

I won't stand by and watch anyone threaten you. Not even my own mother.' she remembered

exhaled a shaky breath, lowering her eyes to the floor and pushing the memory to the the dark recess of her mind. They meant

to her. And although, she wasn't looking at him, she could feel his dark eyes eating her up, like a true predator. For a moment,

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at his shoes now Despite the guilt she felt for what she and Lancelot did to him, she still feld bittered towards him and held her grudge." "Do you

dragged her eyes from the floor to meet his,

amusement in his eyes, like he enjoyed whatever it was he

note of annoyance crept into her voice. "You're free to date whoever you

around him. He was dangerous

head. "Yet, you make it seem like you hold

a frown. "Your girlfriend

you

after you

tied. Well,