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.

I repeated with

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 ways to accomplish

Lance, the way you put it, it's as if my project in Solaris is something to

scoffed inwardly. How despicable. They were attempting to snatch the project from every angle without

Lance urged.

I haven't been free to go out recently. I've delegated all company business to Ryan. But your

Think it over. I'll wait

consider it carefully," I replied

he had said. There was clearly more to them than

A project in Solaris?

he hinting

one ran over, wobbling into

me to it, lifting him up first.