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."

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

the silence, his voice heavy 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

want the money. Give me the 65 thousand, not a cént less, and I'll

a scene at my workplace. I gave you the house and

that you can just neglect your child and me,"

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

the woman cut him off,

the woman out. Within minutes, she was escorted away, leaving Abel to sigh deeply as he

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clutching her child, slip into an alley. Curious, she followed. Through a gap, she saw a man approach the woman and gently drape an arm over her shoulder She leaned in, trying to catch what 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

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

worried it might affect

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

distance, Yasmine's anger surged for Abel. She knew they wouldn't

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 from a vacation abroad to an island," she said. "I found some of the creative ideas there quite inspiring and

and asked, "Ms. White, rumors are going around that the White Group

won't buy into them. The

pulled out their phone and held it to the microphone. You

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

comments and

the reporter with a strained look,