Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 212

In my dad’s family, three generations have been government officials. They’ve always stuck to their guns, never abused their power.

My mom and I have always stood by my dad’s principles. We were really proud of him.

“Neil, I know you’ve got beef with my family. I get it, but can you separate personal feelings from business, okay?” I asked with sincerity.

Neil heaved a big sigh, “How can you expect a jerk to keep things professional?”

His gutsy confession of being a jerk left me at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Neil stood up and walked over to me. He bent down close to me, so close that I could see his eyelashes.

I held my breath, taken aback.

“I didnt target your family intentionally, but I could make SaintlyBio Corporation change their minds. You need my help?” he asked in a low voice.

“Yes. That’s exactly what I need.” I tried to keep it cool.

Neil grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. He winked, looking curious. “Your dad can’t interveng, but what about your mom’s family?”

I was caught off guard. My mom’s family had some complex connections and old scores to settle, so I didn’t want to go into it.

Unless it was a life-and-death situation, my mom wouldn’t ask her family for help.

“If you step in and tell SaintlyBio Corporation not to target my family, this problem should be a piece of cake.” I didn’t resist Neil’s grip.

“You really think highly of me, your ex-husband. That’s kind of flattering” Neil chuckled. His face softened, but I didn’t let my guard down.

a hmm, not saying

my eyes to my lips. His look made me feel uneasy. He was like

did I put on lipstick?

he frowned. This color is too

I was speechless

breath made me feel like I was smoking

kiss shattered my cool composure. Just as I was about to

are

of me, and my lipstick still smeared

bringing Neil dinner. She looked shocked and furious, glaring at me and

stood up, wiping my lips clean with a tissue, then

to me. Her eyes were red. She looked at Neil, then at

not what you think.” I started

across

cheek, unable to believe Bonnie had slapped

grabbed Bonnie’s wrist, pushing her onto the couch. His face was dark and scary. He demanded, “What the

tears in her eyes, she was full of resentment and injustice, “Nejl, I’m your girlfriend now! We’re about to get engaged. How

has nothing to do with her. I forced her.” Neil took all the blame. His voice was cold when

trembling, and

then raised my hand and slapped Neil across the

cursed, grabbed my purse,

must have been stunned. She hit me, Neil protected me, and yet the person being protected

Neil so much; how could she possibly

shrill scream came from behind me. I didn’t stop; instead,

I slumped on the couch, exhausted. Surprisingly, my mom was still awake. She asked, “Rena, where did

friends, looking for potential suppliers to replace

progress?’ Mom sat next to me and

face,

Which