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.

just across the street at Ivy League Institute. During a joint university celebration, some Northpoint friends mentioned you have quite the talent for

ever,

"You're too humble,

compare to your expertise in Al-not even close. We're in different fields, after all. But I'm fairly well-known in the music world myself. I play the harp, though I'm not too familiar with the piano. If you have time later, perhaps you could give me some

stayed gentle, but there was a subtle distance in his voice. "Sorry. I

about to press further when she noticed a

Harvey, this isn't a

to respond. Wasn't he a bit too blunt? In this kind of setting, he didn't even bother with basic

of social training kept her composure intact. She managed a graceful laugh. "Of course.

turned his 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. "Please, excuse

over to a sofa at the edge of the room, clearly

she turned away, the heavy pearl tassels draping from her collar slipped down her bare back, swaying with each step and making her pale skin gleam like silk. Leonard's gaze followed the

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had known each other since childhood, so it would have been awkward to just walk