Beyond the Divorce

I was taken aback and glanced at my phone. It showed an unfamiliar number. I answered, asking, "Who is this?"

"Looks like you're really busy, Mrs. Chloe. This is Lance," came the warm and gentle voice from the other end.

I focused immediately. "Mr. Lance, do you... have something to say?"

"Forgive the intrusion, Mrs. Chloe." The voice sounded pleasantly amused. "Could we meet? I'd like to discuss a collaboration with you."

"What kind of collaboration are you talking about?" I asked calmly.

After recent events, my impression of the Sunny family had hit rock bottom.

His approach immediately reminded me of his brother.

"The project in Solaris," Lance stated bluntly, sounding confident and assured.

Solaris?" I repeated with skepticism as

you might not be able to proceed with the Solaris project, given your current situation. I wonder if you have any other ideas," Lance added, perhaps sensing my hesitation over the phone. "There are alternative

laughed disdainfully. "Mr. Lance, the way you put it, it's as if my project in Solaris is something to be ashamed

How despicable. They were attempting to snatch the project from

Lance urged. "Some things can't be explained over the

been free to go out recently. I've delegated all company business to Ryan. But your proposed collaboration... is unlikely to work out. I don't have any other ideas

consider the Solaris project... Think it over. I'll wait for your call." Lance persisted, not

I replied with a

had said. There was clearly more

A project in Solaris?

he hinting

over, wobbling into my arms. With

to it, lifting him up first. He struggled and reached out to me,