Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 303

"These documents need to be archived. Some include classic case studies I found overseas, Yasmine explained.

"Alright," Abel said, rubbing his forehead. He stood up and gathered the papers from the table.

Abel was such an honest and serious man that Yasmine still felt neasy and asked nervously, "Abel, is something bothering you?"

"I'm fine, really."

Yasmine left the office, not entirely convinced but aware she had other things to handle.

As school let out in the afternoon, a big crowd gathered at the gate. Curious, Yasmine and Yoselin pushed their way through to see what was happening. To their surprise, they found Abel at the center, surrounded by people. Across from him stood a woman with a child in her arms.

Abel's face was pale with anger as the woman cried out, "How did a jerk like you become a university professor? You even ignore your own child! Tell me who that mistress of yours is!" she demanded.

Lost in puzzlement, Yasmine felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she realized it was Winston. "Abel sure is having a tough time," he commented out of the blue.

Yoselin, still confused, asked, "Mr. White, what's happening here"

"Didn't you hear what that woman was shouting?" Winston responded.

Yoselin nodded. She had indeed heard the harsh words about affairs and mistresses, but she couldn't believe Abel was that kind of person.

Yasmine spoke up, "Mr. White, I really don't think Abel would do something like that. Even though I haven't worked with him long, spending just a little time with him was enough to show me he's not that kind of person."

she interacted with Abel, he was always careful to avoid any misunderstandings. During lunch, he'd make sure to sit far from the female teachers clearly not someone

here. We're all teachers. I've sent you my entire paycheck for this month; I really don't have more money to give you." This weariness suggested this

with the excuses. I want the money. Give me the 65 thousand,

workplace. I gave you the house and car; where am I supposed to get 65

one thing, but don't think for a minute that you can just neglect your child and me," the woman

Abel started, but couldn't finish

him off, clearly fearful

minutes, she was escorted away, leaving

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was being said, but the distance made it hard to hear anything but snippets. The man called out to her, "Did you manage to get the money?" "No, he refused to give it to me, no matter what. I even went to his school, thinking he might be intimidated, but he really doesn't have any money," the woman

it's fine. Next time, be even harsher, and if necessary, send the kid," the man

worried it might

off. If we're seen, it's over, the

Abel. She knew they wouldn't back down

the prestigious White family. Irene was seated confidently at the head of the table, her words smooth and assured. "The idea came from a

that the White Group stole design sketches from the Sanchez Group. What's your response to these

rumors; wise people won't buy into them. The White Group would never engage in anything so underhanded," Irene replied

their phone and held it to the microphone. You could hear a pin drop

I secured to the White Group? Are you acquainted with Irene?" Yasmine inquired. "That's not your issue... Who left the document in the

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a strained look, her hands knotting tightly beneath the