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.

with

have any other ideas," Lance added, perhaps sensing my hesitation over the phone. "There are alternative ways to accomplish it that are easier and

I laughed disdainfully. "Mr. Lance, the way you put it, it's as if my project

How despicable. They were attempting to snatch the

we meet and discuss this further?" Lance urged. "Some things can't be explained

recently. I've delegated all company business to Ryan. But your proposed collaboration... is unlikely to work

should consider the Solaris project... Think it over. I'll wait for your call." Lance persisted,

it carefully," I replied with

what he had said. There was clearly more to

A project in Solaris?

he hinting

the little one ran over, wobbling into

it, lifting him up