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.

shame if you werent my boyfriend, Scarlett giggled her laughter as light as a

felt invisible, completely

out, but thinking about

cut ties with us. Maybe we could resolve

was a force to be reckoned with If Neil decided to hit us, things

ten minutes of your time, I tried to keep my cool,

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

hand suddenly stopped, his face

already said this. It’s about business,”

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

Scarlett was too self-assured

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

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

out,” Neil finally spoke again, his gaze fixed

He’s asking you

legs off, his tone cold. I was talking to

Scarlett’s face “You’re

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

shocked and angry, but facing an impatient Neil, she didn’t dare to throw a tantrum. She couldn’t afford to

Scarlett huffed, hastily putting on her coat, and stormed towards the

her way out, nearly knocking me off

over to steady me. I quickly stepped

to one of coldness, and

about? Spit it out.” He sat back

we’d sat down face-to-face since our divorce

lit. I could see every minute expression

know SaintlyBio

“Nope,” Neil responded quickly

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