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 boyfriend, Scarlett giggled her laughter

invisible, completely

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

I could convince Neil, maybe Dominic wouldn’t cut ties with

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

of your time, I tried to keep my cool, speaking

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

suddenly stopped, his

said this. It’s

made it clear he didn’t want to talk. Can’t you tell?” Scarlett was peeved, and

Scarlett was too self-assured

didn’t have the slightest bit of affection for her.

looking at Neil, hoping he’d change his

again,

that? He’s asking you to leave, Scarlett

her legs off, his tone cold. I was

face “You’re

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

Neil, she didn’t dare to throw a tantrum. She couldn’t afford to offend

hastily putting on her coat, and stormed

her way out, nearly knocking me off

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

concern to one of coldness, and his expression

do you want to talk about? Spit it out.” He sat

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

office was brightly lit. I could see every minute expression

you know SaintlyBio

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

know Anthony Evans?” I frowned. Was