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

should ve walked out, but thinking about my mom’s hardship, I couldn’t

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

admit that Whitmore Co. was a force to be reckoned with If Neil decided to

ten minutes of your time, I tried

why are you still clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before you guys tied the knot. Looks like its true. You just can’t let go, can you?”

stopped, his

already said this. It’s about business,” I replied

Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved, and

too

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

just kept looking at Neil, hoping he’d change his mind. No need to repeat the past’s dog-eat-dog

finally spoke again, his gaze

asking you to leave, Scarlett wore a

legs off, his tone cold.

Scarlett’s face “You’re serious? You want me to leave?”

of the Whitmore Co. building! Neil ordered impatiently.

facing an impatient Neil, she didn’t dare

Scarlett huffed, hastily putting on her coat, and

bumped into me on her way out, nearly

rushed over to steady me. I quickly stepped back to

to one of coldness, and his

do you want to talk about? Spit it out.” He sat back down, crossing his legs, looking somewhat disdainful

him This was the first time we’d sat down face-to-face since our divorce two

expression on Neil’s face. There was no warmth in

know SaintlyBio Corporation?” I asked.

Neil responded quickly

I frowned. Was Neil lying