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.

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

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

the situation, the more likely she was to stumble. If she'd just stuck to apologizing and showing genuine intent to cooperate, their case against her might not

Vesta's fault, and now she was painting the narrative that Charlene was manipulating Stewart due to some personal vendetta. Charlene was a key tech

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 they

widened at

Jasmine Henderson.calling. Jasmine had already called earlier that morning, but Charlene hadn't picked up. Tomorrow was Jasmine's big fencing competition, and she was likely calling to confirm whether Charlene could

instead. It wouldn't be the first time. With a sigh, Charlene decided not to answer, opting to

sat curled up on the couch

clutching a

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