His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 434 There Was No Room For Discussion

Adrian’s expression slightly tensed, a faint crease forming between his brows as he attempted to mask his emotions. By the time he gently knocked on Lysander’s door once more, his features had smoothed into their customary gentle smile. He announced with a soft warmth, “We’re back.”

White Coat trailed behind him, barking joyfully as if catching his mood.

“Mm, Lysander replied her voice slightly distant. After responding, she drifted back to her seat by the window, her gaze lost in the vague contours of the outside world.

Observing that she desired solitude, Adrian chose not to intrude further. Noticing the nearly cleared dining table, he quietly made his way to the kitchen. There, he meticulously washed the used utensils and neatly arranged them back in the cupboard.

In the living room, Lysander maintained her

templative silence.

Adrian approached her gently, his voice laced with concern, “What happened? Did the conversation not go well?”

The discussion had not merely been unproductive–it had been utterly futile.

A bitter chuckle echoed silently within Lysander, though her face remained impassive. She managed a simple, “In

to be as current state, we can’t discuss anything. Dr. Sutton, I really appreciate your help, but I’d like

for a while now.”

“All right, I’ll take my leave then,” Adrian responded, his movements carrying a trace of reluctance. As he moved toward the door, he paused to gently pat the fluffy head of the puppy following him, whispering, “Take good care of her for me, I’m leaving first.”

White Coat seemed to understand, rustling softly as it stopped following him further.

Lysander found herself alone until the afternoon. Not a single message or piece of news came through. Not worrying that she might disturb Daphne, she finally decided to reach out herself.

“The user you’re trying to reach is currently unavailable…”

of customer service greeted her repeatedly, regardless of how many times she attempted

family was currently facing, Lysander resolved to take a taxi directly to the office

and deserted. The grand lobby, previously guarded and lively, was now devoid of security personnel. The reception desk stood unattended, and the remaining employees seemed disoriented

them, “Can you guys get in touch with Ms.

representatives are here already, it

full implication, a lawyer, sharply dressed and accompanied by bank

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to intercept the lead lawyer. “Excuse me… Are you the bank’s

before replying, “Indeed, may I

shook her head. “No, I’m not her. But she’s a

on now?”

is rather complex. It’s not merely a simple bankruptcy; their assets are far insufficient

breath, Lysander pressed, “What do you plan to do?”

seemed that the situation was even more critical than she

cautious, “We will proceed legally against the corporate entity to recover the debts. Any disputes will be

from Daphne that the legal representative for

at their home. Could you possibly extend a grace period? They’ll address

reluctantly, “I’m sorry, as a lawyer, my duty is to my client. If Everhart Corporation can’t meet the repayment within the legally stipulated time, incarceration

found herself

could you please step aside?”

Lysander implored, biting her lip, “Can you give me a little more time?

of incredulity in his voice, “After all this considerable delay and no attempts at repayment, what could

pockets; it’s a no–win situation. Half an hour is hardly a significant extension. If I still can’t come up

won’t be too late by

this juncture, she found herself with no alternatives but to set aside her pride

Checking his watch, he reluctantly agreed, “I’ll extend your time by another half an

she swiftly moved