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.

college, I was just across the street at Ivy League Institute. During a joint university celebration, some Northpoint friends mentioned you have

modest as ever,

"You're

myself. I play the harp, though I'm not

a subtle distance in his voice.

a

besides, Ms. Harvey,

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

kept her composure intact. She managed a graceful

silent the whole time. In a gentle voice, he asked, "I'm going to step out

Mila nodded.

head to the

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

the heavy pearl tassels draping from her collar slipped down her bare back, swaying with each step and making her pale

...

The two had known each other since childhood, so