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."

always careful to avoid any misunderstandings. During lunch, he'd make sure

with fatigue, "Just leave, don't stir up trouble 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."

money. Give me

scene at my workplace. I gave you the house and car; where am I supposed to get 65 thousand?" Abel's face

think for a minute that you can just neglect your child and

kid isn't even..." Abel started, but

the woman cut him off, clearly

minutes, she was escorted away, leaving Abel to sigh deeply as he headed back

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made it hard to hear anything

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

stayed calm, "Aren't you worried it might affect your child?" she

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

for Abel. She knew they wouldn't

from the previous day. At that moment, Irene was hosting a press conference for the White Group, swamped with media reporters eager to cover anything about the prestigious White family. Irene was seated confidently at the head of the table, her words smooth and assured. "The idea came

that the White Group stole design sketches

them. The White Group would never

reporter pulled out their phone and held it to the microphone. You could hear a pin drop in the room, and then a cold voice filled the

inquired. "That's not your issue... Who left the document in

reporters amplified these comments and

the reporter with a strained look, her hands knotting tightly beneath