Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time

Chapter 378

Stewart sat with his legs crossed, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Turned into what, exactly? Smitten by charm, or blind to right and wrong?"

Both, if you ask me.

Of course, Dalton didn't say that out loud.

Stewart seemed to read his thoughts. "Funny," he chuckled. "I have a feeling that the one who's blind and smitten isn't me, but someone else entirely."

Before Dalton could respond, Stewart continued, "And as for who my mentor values the most, well, it's not me. You flatter me too much, Mr. Ramirez."

Dalton was taken aback. Even bringing up Kenton Wagner hadn't fazed Stewart.

Stewart wasn't about to let Dalton off easy. "If you feel the need to stand up for Mr. Hawkins, Mr. Ramirez, you're welcome to terminate our contract. Of course, you'd have to compensate PrimeStar for any losses."

Dalton thought he was speaking reasonably. But Stewart was clearly hostile, even suggesting ending their business relationship.

It was absurd.

Dalton pressed his lips together, trying to maintain his composure. "Mr. Ferguson, there's no need to act on impulse—"

Stewart met his gaze steadily. "I'm not acting on impulse. I'm quite serious."

Dalton was momentarily stunned.

were cold and detached, but his expression was serious. In that

this far just because

serious Stewart seemed, the more Dalton felt

lips, searching for words, but Stewart had already

up, Stewart said coolly, "Since you're not here to discuss business, Mr. Ramirez, I

face darkened.

Mr. Ramirez. I wonder if Mr. Henderson

paused, lowering his gaze, his tone softening. "Mr. Hawkins and I have a business relationship. She seemed genuinely

"Is that so?"

probing Dalton's feelings for Vesta further "I'm not in the mood for

"Mr. Ferguson!"

"Chester, show him out."

left Dalton with no choice. After

Vesta still waiting,

asked, "Done already,

before replying,

spoke with Mr. Ferguson. He knows you're waiting, but he doesn't seem inclined to meet with you. It might be

really important to me. I still want to see Mr. Ferguson. You go ahead if

the worry etched on Vesta's face, Dalton

he could

a