Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time

Chapter 383

After Darleen left, Thorne turned to Vesta with a curious look, "Had a chat with Darleen?"

Vesta chuckled softly, "Yeah, I did."

Judging by Darleen's expression, it seemed like her patience with Charlene was wearing thin.

The whole mess between Neural Nexus Tech and PrimeStar, Darleen had known about it for a while. Stewart had given her a heads up. During their recent conversation, there hadn't actually been a call interrupting her. Darleen had recorded the entire exchange with Vesta, and as she walked away, she sent the recording over to Stewart.

Stewart and Charlene were still at work. When Stewart listened to the recording, he grinned and headed over to Charlene's office to share the news.

After hearing the details, Charlene leaned back in her chair, a confident smile on her face, "Looks like we've got this lawsuit in the bag."

"Exactly," Stewart replied.

to terminate the contract wasn't just about cutting ties with Neural Nexus Tech; it was a strategic move to corner Vesta into making a mistake. They

goal, there was a good chance she'd slip up or cause further rifts, handing them just the leverage they needed for the

more likely she was to stumble. If she'd just stuck to apologizing and showing genuine intent to cooperate, their

and now she was painting the narrative that Charlene was manipulating Stewart due to some personal vendetta. Charlene was a key tech figure at PrimeStar and a crucial part of the Neural Nexus project. Vesta's disrespect for the facts and her

the judge questioned the supposed personal vendetta, Vesta would have to worry about Charlene revealing their history in full detail. If it got to that point, Vesta might find herself more worried about their personal issues going public than the contract itself. Under such pressure, she might just agree to terminate the contract and pay whatever hefty penalty

grin widened at the

her phone buzzed. It was Jasmine Henderson.calling. Jasmine had already called earlier that morning, but Charlene hadn't picked up. Tomorrow was Jasmine's big fencing competition, and

Thorne and Vesta instead. It wouldn't be the first time. With a sigh, Charlene

by the unanswered calls, sat curled up

clutching a plush

that evening, he immediately sensed something was off. "Did Mom not pick up again, or is she