After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Sidney paused for a moment before answering the call. "Hello?"

"Turn around," came Maria's lazy voice from the other end of the line.

Sidney followed her instruction and turned his head, spotting a car parked nearby.

Maria was in the driver's seat, waving at him to come over.

Fawn, noticing his gaze shift, looked in the same direction and asked curiously, "Who's that?"

Sidney hung up the phone and turned to Fawn.

After a brief pause, he said, "Miss Powell, I might need your help with something. It might be a little awkward, so if you're uncomfortable, you don't have to." Fawn blinked her wide eyes, still confused. "What do you need help with? Tell me first."

...

Maria sat in the car, watching as Sidney continued chatting with the girl.

Her brow slowly furrowed.

going on here? Isn't that girl his client?"

be talking about that was

patience, Sidney finally made his way over, with Fawn following closely behind, her large, inquisitive

looked at Sidney. "Get in the car. I have

to him about? He's busy

Powell, my client. I'm in the middle of something. If it's urgent, you should just say

smirked, her tone playful. "Are you sure you want

calm, nodding. "I'm busy,

grin, Maria said, "You left your underwear at my place. When do you plan

calm expression shattered in an instant. He couldn't believe Maria would

between Maria

was too thrilling to be

his teeth and replied, "I don't

to Fawn. "Sorry for the scene.

chuckled and shook her head. "I do mind. I've got a lot of ideas I need to

expected such a bold response

girls would've stepped aside

have things to do. If you're not going to say anything important, I'm leaving." Without