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.

Whitmore is such a gentleman. It’d be a shame if you

felt invisible, completely

but thinking about my mom’s hardship,

wouldn’t cut ties with us. Maybe we

admit that Whitmore Co. was a force to be reckoned with If Neil decided to hit us, things would

minutes of your time, I tried

said he s busy! What’s your deal? You’re his ex wife, why are you still clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before you guys

hand suddenly stopped, his face

said this. It’s about business,”

made it clear he didn’t want to talk. Can’t you

Scarlett was too self-assured

Neil didn’t have the slightest bit of affection for her. I’ve met too many like her before; I

change his mind. No need to repeat the past’s

again, his gaze fixed on

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

legs off, his tone cold. I was talking to

smile froze on Scarlett’s face “You’re

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

impatient Neil, she didn’t dare to throw a tantrum. She

hastily putting on her coat, and

intentionally bumped into me on her way out, nearly

and rushed over to steady me.

changed from one of concern to one of coldness,

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

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

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

know SaintlyBio Corporation?” I

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

don’t know Anthony Evans?” I