While Charles watched the elevator door close, he took out his phone and called Alexander.

Alexander, who just finished his meeting, frowned when he saw who was calling him. “What's the matter?”

Due to his divorce from Sophia, Samuel and Charles were constantly laughing at him. If he had to be honest, he did not want to receive any calls from either of them at all.

They would certainly not bear any good news with them, after all.

To his surprise, all Charles said was, “Alex, do you know what your ex-wife is working as?”

Alexander froze.

What does Sophia work as? She seems unemployed, but she's a top student who studied finance. Still, it seems like she has always been in the Xenos residence for the last three years while she had been married to me.

“She doesn't have a job.”

“Are you sure?” was all Charles uttered before ending the call.

Staring at the phone screen, Alexander could not help furrowing his brows.

In the past, he would be sure of his answer.

Now, he was not.

After his divorce from Sophia, Alexander began to realize that he seemed as though he never understood her. It was the same as how he did not know Sophia would not be as hysterical as other women when she was angry. Instead, she would take her revenge in a calm and collected manner. He, too, did not know that she was not as in love with money as he thought she was. At the very least, she never asked for anything during their divorce.

In their three years of marriage, other than the thirty thousand that he had asked Felix to transfer to Sophia every month, he never gave her any other money.

There was once after the divorce when he suddenly went to check that account's balance, and it was then he found out that there was a total of one million eighty thousand in there—thirty thousand each month for thirty-six months of three years.

If Sophia did not have a job, how could she possibly not use any of the money he gave her and still afford her daily necessities?

At that very moment, Alexander felt that he had been a blinded fool for three years. Rage flooded his senses, and his expression darkened. Then, he summoned Felix with the intercom.

Felix soon entered the room, thinking that Alexander had called him for work matters. To his bafflement, Alexander asked, “What did Sophia work as back then?”

Felix blinked in astonishment before he hesitantly replied, “It seems like Ms. Yarrow doesn't have a job.”

“Then where does she get her money from?”

Felix shot a careful glance at Alexander before saying, “Mr. Xenos, Ms. Yarrow is a shareholder of Specter Entertainment.”

Indeed, Alexander only found out after the divorce that his ex-wife turned out to be the chairman of Specter Entertainment, which was a company with swift developments in recent years.

Alexander then waved his hands dismissively. “You can leave.”

Felix sighed in relief. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Alexander suddenly uttered, “Wait.”

“Mr. Xenos?”

“What was with the video yesterday?”

Felix raised his head to look at Alexander before telling him what he knew. “Ms. Yarrow left after her meal. She just had a brief argument. Nothing else happened.”

Then, Felix hesitated. After he steeled himself, he added, “It seems like Mr. Evan is courting Ms. Yarrow.”

“Evan Conant?”

“Yes.”

Alexander scoffed, “Why are you telling me this? Does this have anything to do with me?”

At that, Felix fell silent.

I'm an idiot to have told you about it.

“Mr. Xenos, I'll take my leave now.”

“Okay.”

Alexander gave Felix a cold glance as the latter left.

The night fell quickly at Jadeborough in November. After seven, the sky was already pitch-black.

If not for the sports car parked in front that Sophia spared a few glances at, she would not have seen Evan standing by her doorstep.

By then, Evan had clearly seen her there, for he quickly stopped in front of her car with flowers in his hands.

Sophia raised her brow and wound down her car window. “Anything I can help you with, Mr. Evan?”

“I was too abrupt yesterday. I've come to apologize to you today.”

Tsk. This is the first time I've seen someone bring red roses to another's doorstep to apologize.

Nevertheless, she gave him a smile. “I wasn't offended. If there's nothing else, Mr. Evan, please move aside. I'm driving in.”

The door was already opened, and Sophia's car was parked right in front of the entrance. She was about to drive in, but Evan had bodily blocked her way.

Evan then raised his hand and glanced at his watch. “It's still early, so why don't we go out for supper?”

Sophia recognized the watch on his wrist—it was a classic mechanical watch of a luxury brand that cost more than two million. In other words, his watch was almost as expensive as her car.

She found his action funny, as it was a lot like a child showing off how many toys he had. However, Sophia did not care at all.

“Let's not. I don't eat supper.”

Still, Evan shamelessly said, “Then I'll come into your house to have a cup of water.”

The smile on Sophia's face faded. “There's a water shortage in my house.”

“Then I'll order a drink and have it delivered here. You don't mind me coming for a seat in your house, right?”

“I do.”

Sophia did not like to waste her time on things like these. After pushing open the car door and getting down from the car, she looked at Evan before pointing at her car. “Mr. Evan, I'm sure you recognize this car, right?”

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