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

ties with us. Maybe we could resolve our company’s

force to be reckoned with If Neil decided to hit

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

deal? You’re his ex wife, 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

his face

about business,” I replied

made it clear he didn’t want to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved,

too

for her. I’ve met

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

spoke again, his gaze fixed

you to leave, Scarlett wore a victorious smile.

his tone cold. I was

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

make me repeat myself. Get out of the Whitmore Co. building!

and angry, but facing an impatient Neil, she didn’t dare to throw a tantrum. She couldn’t afford to offend this

on her coat, and stormed towards the

way out, nearly knocking me off balance.

over to steady me. I

demeanor changed from one of concern to one

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

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

every minute expression on Neil’s face.

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Neil responded

I frowned. Was Neil lying to