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.

is such a gentleman. It’d be a shame if you werent my boyfriend, Scarlett giggled

invisible, completely

thinking about my mom’s

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

be reckoned with If Neil decided to hit us, things

need is ten minutes of your time, I tried to keep

his ex wife, why are you still clinging on?” Scarlett snapped at me. Tve heard you chased Neil for five years before you guys tied the knot. Looks like its

hand suddenly stopped, his face turning

said this. It’s about business,” I replied

want to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved,

Scarlett was too self-assured

her. I’ve met too

kept looking at Neil, hoping he’d change his mind. No need to repeat the past’s dog-eat-dog

again, his gaze

you to leave,

his tone cold. I

smile froze on Scarlett’s face “You’re serious? You want

myself. Get out of the

and angry, but facing an impatient Neil, she didn’t dare to throw a

putting on her coat,

into me on her way out, nearly knocking me

over to steady me. I

one of concern to one of coldness,

out.” He sat back down, crossing

him This was the first time we’d sat down

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

you know SaintlyBio Corporation?”

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

don’t know Anthony Evans?” I frowned.