Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 211

“Sorry, didn’t mean to crash your party. Just need a few words with Mr. Whitmore,” I shot Scarlett an apologetic look before speaking.

Scarlett snorted. She was lounging on the sofa, not bothering to hide her eye-catching figure

Neil adjusted his tie nonchalantly Tm kind of tied up right now. Give me a ring if you need something

“Your phone’s been switched off all afternoon!” I frowned. “It won’t take much of your time. Just some business stuff to discuss.”

Neil flopped back onto the sofa, lighting a cigarette. “If memory serves, our companies stopped doing business soon after our divorce. What’s there to talk about?”

Scarlett suddenly sat up, giving me a wide eyed store. “So, you’re his ex-wife? I knew you looked familiar.”

Two years had passed, and many had forgotten about me.

“Ms. Mitchell, I need a word with him. Can we have a moment?” I asked politely.

Scarlett glanced at Neil, then back at me, and resumed her lounging position “Go ahead, chat here. I’m beat; I’m going to get some sleep. Dont worry, I wont eavesdrop”

Clearly, she didn’t think much of me.

It seemed an ex-wife didn’t warrant any courtesy

Neil stayed silent, puffing away and giving me ambiguous glances.

Scarlett suddenly stretched her legs onto Neil’s lap. I’m so tired. Mr. Whitmore, can you give me a massage?”

Neil glanced at her slim legs. He tossed his cigarette into the ashtray and began massaging her legs.

It’d be a shame if you werent my boyfriend,

felt invisible,

walked out, but thinking about my mom’s hardship,

Dominic wouldn’t cut ties with us. Maybe we could

be reckoned with If Neil decided to hit

I tried to keep my

are you still clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before you guys tied

hand suddenly stopped,

said this. It’s about business,”

to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved, and her date with

Scarlett was too self-assured

bit of affection for her. I’ve met too many like her before; I was used to

change his mind. No

out,” Neil finally spoke again, his gaze

you hear that? He’s asking you to leave, Scarlett

brushed her legs off, his tone cold. I

Scarlett’s face “You’re serious? You want

of the Whitmore Co. building!

Neil, she didn’t dare to throw

putting on her coat, and stormed towards the

into me on her

over to steady me. I quickly stepped back to

from one of concern to one of coldness, and his

talk about? Spit it out.” He sat back down, crossing his

sat opposite him This was the first time we’d sat down face-to-face since our

see every minute expression

SaintlyBio Corporation?” I

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

Anthony Evans?” I frowned. Was Neil lying to