Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 261

"Mr. Whitmore, it's a pleasure. I've heard so much about you."

Giselle smiled warmly at the elegant, striking man in front of her, her eyes glimmering with a mischievous spark.

"Nice to meet you," Forrest replied, his smile polite. He shook her hand briefly before letting go.

After a round of pleasantries, Forrest fell quiet. He didn't ask for her name, prompting Giselle to introduce herself.

"I'm Giselle Harvey, CEO of Falcon Technologies."

He nodded. "Mm."

Before coming tonight, Giselle had done her homework. She knew Forrest Whitmore was a brilliant but reclusive Al prodigy. According to people who'd known him in college, he could be summed up in a handful of words: genius, quiet, handsome, gentle, and distant.

So his reserved manner now didn't bother her in the least. Geniuses always had their quirks-she could handle that.

Giselle tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her movements graceful, her smile unwavering.

I was in college, I was just across the street at Ivy

as ever, "I

widened. "You're too

fairly well-known in the music world myself. I play the harp, though I'm not too

but there was a subtle

about to press further when she noticed a sudden chill in his

Harvey, this

Giselle's smile faltered for an instant, unsure how to respond. Wasn't he a bit too blunt? In this kind of setting, he

years of social training kept her composure intact. She managed

attention to Mila, who'd been silent the whole time. In a gentle voice, he asked, "I'm going to step out for a moment. Will you be

Mila nodded.

to the group.

a polite nod, then walked over to a sofa at the edge of the room, clearly

her bare back, swaying with each step and

...

The two had known each other since childhood, so it would have