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 skepticism

wonder if you have any other ideas," Lance added, perhaps sensing my hesitation over the phone.

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

How despicable. They were attempting to snatch the project from every angle

Lance urged. "Some things can't be explained

but as you know, I haven't 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

Solaris project... Think it over. I'll wait

I replied with

goodbye, I thought about what he had said. There was clearly more to them than met the

A project in Solaris?

hinting

wobbling into my arms. With a

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