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…”

service greeted her repeatedly, regardless of how many

currently facing, Lysander resolved to take a taxi directly to the office building of Everhart Corporation.

was now devoid of security personnel. The reception desk stood unattended, and the

to ask one of them, “Can you guys get in touch with Ms. Everhart?”

head. “We’ve been unable to reach her by phone. The bank representatives are here already, it seems they’re planning to seal the office and liquidate the assets. We’ve been trying all morning, but

full implication, a lawyer,

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for an assessment

intercept the lead lawyer. “Excuse me… Are you

“Indeed, may

“No, I’m not her. But she’s a good friend of mine.

on now?”

lawyer explained, “The situation with Everhart Corporation is rather complex. It’s not merely a simple bankruptcy; their assets are far insufficient to cover the debts.”

breath, Lysander pressed, “What do

even more critical

lawyer’s response was diplomatically cautious, “We will proceed legally against the corporate entity to recover the debts. Any disputes will be resolved

Daphne that the legal representative for

lawyer move on, “There’s been an emergency at their home. Could you possibly extend a grace period? They’ll address this as soon

lawyer, clearly skeptical of Everharts‘ ability to settle the debts, replied reluctantly, “I’m sorry, as a lawyer, my duty is to my client. If Everhart Corporation can’t meet the repayment within the

found herself momentarily

please step aside?” the lawyer requested.

me a little more time? Just half an hour,

“After all this considerable delay and no attempts at repayment, what could possibly change

to fill your pockets; it’s a no–win situation. Half an hour is hardly a significant extension. If I still can’t come up with the funds after that, you’re free to

be too late by

herself with no alternatives but to set aside her pride

lot easier. Checking

acknowledged gratefully. After ending the conversation, she swiftly moved to a secluded area to make an