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

about what happened this morning. Please don't hold it against us. My son hasn't been sensible lately.

genuinely sincere as he said, "I brought my

with a tough heart, especially when dealing with someone with

dark and resentful face. His

speaking, he sternly reprimanded Jesse, "Jesse, apologize to Ms.

you drag me here. Why should apologize to her? They are the ones who terminated

his father with disdain. I

was instantly angered by Jesse's defiance, slamming

mind. Jesse was about to speak again when I raised my hand,

he apologizes or not doesn't matter.

have been a joke for you." Jordan

How about this? If Mr. Jesse has something to do, he can leave

this situation. It wasn't appropriate to have both father and son stay. I was sure