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

felt invisible, completely

out, but thinking about

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

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

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

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

hand suddenly stopped, his

said this. It’s about business,”

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

Scarlett was too self-assured

for her. I’ve met

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

Neil finally spoke again,

He’s asking you to leave, Scarlett wore

legs off, his tone cold.

froze on Scarlett’s face “You’re

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

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

hastily putting on her coat,

intentionally bumped into me on her way out, nearly knocking

rushed over to steady me. I quickly stepped back to avoid

demeanor changed from one of concern to one of

want to talk 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

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

SaintlyBio Corporation?”

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

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