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.

a shame if you werent my

invisible, completely

should ve walked out, but thinking about my mom’s

wouldn’t cut ties with us. Maybe we could

admit that Whitmore Co. was a force to be reckoned with If Neil decided

time, I tried to keep my

snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before

stopped, his face

said this. It’s about business,” I

he didn’t want to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett

Scarlett was too self-assured

Neil didn’t have the slightest bit of affection for her. I’ve met

hoping he’d change his mind. No need

finally spoke again, his gaze fixed on

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

her legs off, his tone cold. I was talking

face “You’re serious? You want me

of

impatient Neil, she didn’t dare to throw

huffed, hastily putting on her coat, and stormed

on her

steady me. I quickly

changed from one of concern to

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

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

office was brightly lit. I could see every minute expression on Neil’s face. There was no warmth in

SaintlyBio Corporation?” I

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

know Anthony Evans?” I frowned.