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.

need a photographer for an internal page of the company's upcoming financial magazine issue. None of our other photographers are available,

replied: When is the shoot? And the

month

Lenora: All right then.

Who is being interviewed this time? Do you have

Technologies in Navarre. There are no photographs of him, so see if you can get hold of a candid shot. His secretary

but feel curious. Isn't it typical for features like this to include

the company's Navarre

a moment of thought, she asked again, "Where is the shooting location?

editor-in-chief replied, "Their secretary responded, they will

the

the shoot began, the editor-in-chief still hadn't managed to get

such a financial mogul would likely be on the content of

of how they were portrayed, their appearance was what it was,

rings was submitted by Lenora,

day, Lenora made her way to the studio at the magazine

a message, informing that the person in charge had already arrived

Lenora heard a commotion outside and

his gaze fixed ahead as he moved with a casual elegance. He would occasionally nod, engaging in a conversation with someone next to him. Every gesture he made exuded a sense of refinement

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

him trailed a makeup

as she looked at Zachary. Almost instinctively, she

Charlton-after all, they were both of Clusian descent and living in Fairlake, so it wouldn't be surprising if they were

slight smile, winked at Lenora and said, "Don't

me introduce you. This is Mr. Carston, head of Brownen Technologies, and this is the editor-in-chief of the business magazine,

at Zachary with a somber expression.

the subject of

was no name,

to meet you, it's a pleasure working

won't hold a grudge against you. Just be careful with your words next time." Wyatt

at Lenora's lips as she responded, "Of course, Mr.

Who did you mistake me

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

Zachary was rendered speechless.

could he possibly compare to you in terms of virtue and ability? He's not even worthy of being your

Gritting her teeth, she said, "Let's not talk about him anymore, it's bad luck. It's truly my honor to be