No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 440 My Good For Nothing Ex

Zachary found himself having to explain, "I had someone tail him, originally intending to find some leverage against him. However, I never expected to end up with photos like these. Nora, believe me, these pictures are absolutely real. I only sent them from an unfamiliar account because I was afraid you wouldn't believe me."

Arms crossed over her chest, Lenora watched Zachary with a playful gaze, her eyes alight with intensity. She said nothing, but it was clear from the moment he spoke that he was lying.

If he had indeed sent someone to tail Richard, he would have undoubtedly discovered that Richard was a bartender. However, it was clear that he was unaware of this fact.

Zachary gave an awkward smile, pleading earnestly, "Nora, trust me."

Lenora gave a small laugh, pointing at the woman in the photograph. "Do you know this person?"

"I don't know... I do..."

Catching Lenora's gaze, Zachary's eyes flickered, he quickly changed his tune, feigning innocence as he said, "All I did was let her flirt a little with Richard, I didn't expect him to fall for it so easily. Let me tell you, even without my interference, a man like Richard would have strayed sooner or later."

"So, I should be thanking you?"

"Yes."

"Right, you big goof, out you go."

She shouldn't have let her guard down around Zachary.

She should have known earlier that Zachary was bound to stir things up, he wasn't one to give up easily.

"Nora, I truly..."

Lenora didn't give him a chance to speak, pushing him toward the door. "Get out."

"Nora, Richard isn't a trustworthy man, give me another chance..." Zachary pleaded, stepping back as he spoke.

With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.

Zachary gazed at the door, lightly touching his nose.

Lenora returned to the edge of the sofa and ate her lunch.

Let's not even get started-Zachary's cooking was nothing short of amazing.

In the afternoon, Lenora carried on with her work when she unexpectedly received a message from the chief editor.

we need a photographer for an internal page of the company's upcoming financial magazine

replied: When is the shoot? And the deadline for

month left before the

Lenora: All right then.

then asked: Who is being interviewed this time? Do you

photographs of him, so see if you can get hold of

help but feel curious. Isn't it typical for features like this to include direct interviews and

was the company's Navarre office

is the shooting

"Their secretary responded, they will be here on

suppressed the doubts in

the editor-in-chief still hadn't managed to get a

focus of such a financial mogul would likely be

high-ranking individuals were generally of older age. Regardless of how they were portrayed, their appearance was what it was, and was

submitted by Lenora, but

following day, Lenora made her way to the studio at the magazine company, where the staff had already begun setting up

sent a message, informing that the person in charge had already arrived at the makeup room and was getting

commotion outside and

he moved with a casual elegance. He would occasionally nod, engaging in a conversation with someone next to him.

stranger, a man she didn't recognize, while to his right was the chief editor whom Lenora was

trailed a makeup

twitch tugged at the corner of Lenora's mouth as she looked at Zachary. Almost instinctively, she asked, "How

living in Fairlake, so it wouldn't be surprising if they were acquainted the man on the left cut in. Shooting her an annoyed glance, he said

gave a slight smile, winked at Lenora and

in to mediate, "Fay surely didn't do it on purpose. Come, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Carston, head of Brownen Technologies, and this is the

Zachary with a somber expression. "Mr.

was the subject of

was no name, and no

working together," Zachary said, his

hold a grudge against you. Just be careful with your

wry smile tugged at Lenora's lips as she responded, "Of course, Mr. Charlton. My apologies, I mistook you for someone else

you

"My good-for-nothing ex-husband."

Zachary was rendered speechless.

to lose his temper, Lenora hurriedly clarified, "Oh, what a slip of the tongue! Mr. Charlton, you're certainly more handsome. How could he possibly compare to you in terms of virtue and ability? He's not even

politeness but her eyes lacking in warmth. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Let's not talk about him anymore, it's bad luck. It's truly my honor to be able