Beyond the Divorce

I quickly stood up and walked away from my desk, warmly greeting Jordan.

"Mr. Jordan, hello." I smiled, gesturing for him to take a seat, and asked Carol to bring water and coffee.

I had heard from Eleanor that Jordan handed over the reins of Yorksen Doors to his son for health reasons. Seeing him, it was evident that his complexion wasn't great. "Ms. Chloe, it's been a while. Sorry for the trouble."

He was humble. But his son, Jesse, had an unpleasant and restrained expression. Even though they came to see me, it seemed like he wasn't too willing.

"You're being too polite. Please, have a seat." I gestured again.

Jordan nervously sat on the sofa, glancing around my office. "This is quite a big change. I used to be very familiar with this office."

He was trying to bridge the gap between us.

"Yeah. Time flies. It's been over ten years, and we've been working together for quite a while."

Jesse, who still looked displeased, inspecting my office. Perhaps he sensed that

already briefed me about what happened this morning. Please don't hold it against us. My son hasn't been sensible lately. In light of our many years of cooperation, please give Yorksen a chance," Jordan said

seemed genuinely sincere as he said, "I brought my son here to apologize

wasn't a person with a tough heart, especially when dealing with someone with health issues.

and resentful face. His behavior earlier didn't help

reprimanded Jesse, "Jesse, apologize

already shown you respect by letting you drag me here. Why should apologize to her? They are the ones who terminated the contract. Do we really have to beg

disdain.

defiance, slamming

mind. Jesse was about to speak again when

at Jordan, "Mr. Jordan, calm down. Whether he apologizes or not doesn't matter. What he said is true. We tore up

must have been a joke for you." Jordan

has something to do,

also figured out that in this situation. It wasn't appropriate to have both father