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.

you werent my boyfriend, Scarlett

invisible, completely

ve walked out, but thinking about

wouldn’t cut ties with us. Maybe

be reckoned with If Neil decided

I tried to keep

clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before you guys tied the knot. Looks like its true. You

suddenly stopped, his face

this. It’s about business,” I replied

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

Scarlett was too self-assured

affection for her. I’ve

kept looking at Neil, hoping he’d change his mind. No need to repeat the

spoke again, his gaze

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

brushed her legs off, his tone cold. I

smile froze on Scarlett’s face “You’re

me repeat myself. Get out of the Whitmore Co. building! Neil

didn’t

on her

bumped into me on her way out, nearly

immediately stood up and rushed over to steady me. I quickly

to one of coldness, and his expression

you want to talk about? Spit it out.” He sat back down, crossing his legs,

him This was the first time we’d sat down

I could see every minute expression on Neil’s face. There

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“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

don’t know Anthony Evans?” I frowned. Was Neil lying