After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Maria's gaze lingered on Sidney like someone eyeing their favorite toy.

His expression grew colder as he looked at her and asked, "Can we talk now?"

"Here?" Maria smirked, "I'm not really fond of standing in doorways. It's exhausting." Sidney remained silent, unmoving.

With a casual smile, Maria unlocked the door with her fingerprint and stepped inside. Sidney followed her in, and as the lights gradually brightened, Maria stopped, her back to him.

Sidney stood near the entrance, quietly watching her.

Without turning around, Maria spoke. "Miss Powell came to see me today. She wanted to know why I stopped you two from getting married."

She chuckled, finally turning to face him. "Sidney, you didn't handle things well. Now I've got this mess, and she's blaming me for everything. I'm not exactly pleased what do you suggest we do about that?" Sidney frowned, his tone apologetic. "I didn't know she would go to you. I'm sorry."

Maria raised an eyebrow. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm apologizing on her behalf," Sidney replied.

"And what are you to her, that you feel the need to apologize on

frown deepened. "Isn't that why you

woman-her moods changed

your apology. You and she have nothing to do with each other.

thin line. "I'm here to discuss the studio. You're

him with curiosity. "Why do you

start my own

Maria asked, her question completely out of left field,

it. I

step closer, standing right in front of him. "There are plenty of other businesses up for

grabbed his collar, pulling

she stood on her tiptoes, leaning in to kiss

here to talk business." Maria blinked, her gaze locked on his

"I am talking business."

her a cold stare. "Is this