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."

looked displeased, inspecting my office. Perhaps

My son hasn't been

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

heart, especially when dealing

and resentful face. His behavior earlier didn't help

reprimanded Jesse, "Jesse,

They are the ones who terminated the contract. Do we

father with disdain. I maintained a

Jesse's defiance, slamming the sofa

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

apologizes or not doesn't matter. What he said is true. We tore up the

must have been a joke for you."

need to apologize. How about this? If Mr. Jesse has something to do, he can leave net I'll just discuss this with Jordan," I tentatively

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