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

Lysander resolved to take a taxi directly to the office building of Everhart

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

urgency propelled Lysander to ask one of them, “Can you guys get

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.

the full implication, a

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hesitate to intercept the lead lawyer. “Excuse me… Are

lawyer eyed her carefully before replying, “Indeed, may I ask if you are Ms.

“No, I’m not her. But she’s a good friend of mine. Can you tell me… what’s

on now?”

rather complex. It’s

pressed, “What

was even more critical than she had anticipated.

against the corporate entity to

from Daphne that the legal representative for the Everhart family was

their home. Could you possibly extend a grace period? They’ll address this as soon as

sorry, as a lawyer, my duty is to my client. If Everhart Corporation can’t meet the

found herself

you please step

biting her lip, “Can you give me a little more time? Just half an hour, let me try again.”

incredulity in his voice, “After all this considerable

someone behind bars isn’t going to fill your pockets; it’s a no–win situation. Half an hour is hardly a significant extension. If I still can’t

procedures–it won’t be too late by then.”

set aside her pride and endeavor to assist the Everhart

retrieving the funds would make his job a lot easier. Checking his watch, he reluctantly agreed, “I’ll extend your time by another half an hour. Should anyone else ask, my hands

the conversation, she swiftly moved to a secluded