Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 211

“Sorry, didn’t mean to crash your party. Just need a few words with Mr. Whitmore,” I shot Scarlett an apologetic look before speaking.

Scarlett snorted. She was lounging on the sofa, not bothering to hide her eye-catching figure

Neil adjusted his tie nonchalantly Tm kind of tied up right now. Give me a ring if you need something

“Your phone’s been switched off all afternoon!” I frowned. “It won’t take much of your time. Just some business stuff to discuss.”

Neil flopped back onto the sofa, lighting a cigarette. “If memory serves, our companies stopped doing business soon after our divorce. What’s there to talk about?”

Scarlett suddenly sat up, giving me a wide eyed store. “So, you’re his ex-wife? I knew you looked familiar.”

Two years had passed, and many had forgotten about me.

“Ms. Mitchell, I need a word with him. Can we have a moment?” I asked politely.

Scarlett glanced at Neil, then back at me, and resumed her lounging position “Go ahead, chat here. I’m beat; I’m going to get some sleep. Dont worry, I wont eavesdrop”

Clearly, she didn’t think much of me.

It seemed an ex-wife didn’t warrant any courtesy

Neil stayed silent, puffing away and giving me ambiguous glances.

Scarlett suddenly stretched her legs onto Neil’s lap. I’m so tired. Mr. Whitmore, can you give me a massage?”

Neil glanced at her slim legs. He tossed his cigarette into the ashtray and began massaging her legs.

“Mr. Whitmore is such a gentleman. It’d be a shame if you werent my boyfriend, Scarlett giggled her laughter as light as a bell

felt invisible, completely

but thinking about my mom’s hardship, I

Dominic wouldn’t cut ties with us. Maybe we could resolve

force to be reckoned with If Neil decided to

is ten minutes of your time, I tried to keep my cool, speaking as gertly as

your deal? You’re his ex wife, why are you still clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard

his

this. It’s about business,”

want to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved, and her date with Neil

was too self-assured

of affection for her. I’ve met too many like her before; I was used

at Neil, hoping he’d change his mind. No need to

Neil finally spoke again, his gaze fixed

you hear that? He’s asking you to

her legs off, his tone

froze on Scarlett’s face “You’re serious? You want me

myself. Get out of the Whitmore Co. building! Neil

dare to throw a tantrum. She couldn’t

leaving!” Scarlett huffed, hastily putting on her coat, and stormed

on her way out, nearly

steady me. I

to one of

Spit it out.” He sat back down, crossing his legs,

was the first time we’d sat down

was brightly lit. I could see every minute expression on Neil’s face. There was no warmth in his

know SaintlyBio

Neil responded quickly

don’t know Anthony Evans?” I frowned. Was Neil