Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1321

Zoey wrapped an arm around her shoulders with a cautious warmth in her tone

“Girl, you just got nd of that jerk. Don’t fall back into trouble because of this. Keep your wits about you, okay?”

Cornelia gave a confident pat on Zoeys shoulder

“Relax Zoey My time in showbiz has turned my heart to steel ”

Heart to steel? You don’t get that tough without having been through the wringer

Zoey stepped aside, and Cornelia made her way downstairs, heading straight for BlueSky Bar

It was the watering hole of choice for Greenfield’s elite, and lately, Omar had been the talk of the town Ever since he’d wiped the floor with the Cassons, he sat undisputed

at the helm of the once–powerful family his fingers wrapped tight around every last one of their assets

And then there was his alliance with the maverick Olson heir–two loose cannons together. Who would dare to cross them?

Everyone knew Omar had his eye on a certain movie star lately–a shameless one at that, who’d shot to fame with some scandalous selfies. Even a Hollywood bet part couldn’t scrub clean her reputation as a fame–hungry, cut–rate actress

It was a mystery what had blinded such a distinguished man to the plentiful smears against her Omar wasn’t known for playing the gallant, the gossip that he d starlet with such a tarnished record was unprecedented.

But no one dared to jest about it in their words, they lifted Omar to the skies.

Cornelia approached the BlueSky Bar the

for a

ablaze–first, that photo with the A–lister had stirred up a

follow in her scandalous footsteps to fame,

on her, recalling the revealed contours in that leaked picture–no man could resist. Cornelia had just snagged a membership

as it prowled over

I’m afraid a membership card alone won’t get you

wasn’t just about wealth. It was a cut above, and that’s why there were never any paparazzi snaps from inside. None could infiltrate its walls.

flashed him a

here? I need

Cornelia, I’m sorry but please leave Your current status

to the social seesaw of the industry. She

Yet he hadn’t touched a drop more than usual that

people around him grew

Casson, what’s wrong? Who’s got you

abruptly ignoring their queries and strode into the quiet hallway to take the call

“Comelia?”

calling

Was he dreaming?

we meet tonight? I’m outside

don’t you come

let me

plainly, but Omar’s eyes flashed