Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Garry's invitation was so enthusiastic that Carney couldn't very well turn him down.

But he already had plans for the evening.

After a quick consideration, he glanced at Garry. "I'm actually having dinner with Professor Thornton from the Antiquarian Society's Legal Defense Group and our legal team tonight. Mr. Ferguson, if you don't mind, would you like to join us?"

Garry gave a faint smile. "Anyone willing to contribute to the preservation of our cultural heritage has my respect. I'd be glad to make their acquaintance."

Silveridge, at a private restaurant.

By the time Carney and his group arrived at the reserved dining room, Professor Thornton and the others were already there.

Professor Thornton and Carney went way back-they'd been like-minded friends since their university days, and even now, well into their careers, they were both determined to do their part for the country.

"Professor Winslow, you're here! Let me introduce you this is Stewart

Wentworth, Northborough's most renowned attorney and the top legal mind in the field!"

Hearing Stewart's name, both Briony and James paused in surprise.

They exchanged a knowing look.

James let out a low whistle. "Small world, huh?"

Briony pressed her lips together, silently agreeing.

running into him here? The world really was

Attorney Chambers and Attorney Tristan, both part of Mr. Wentworth's team..." Thornton had already been chatting with Stewart before Carney's group arrived, and the more they spoke, the more convinced

being modest earlier-Mr. Wentworth's reputation is huge these days. I watched his recent legal interview on TV-young, brilliant,

shake Stewart's hand. "Attorney Wentworth, I've

hand, his voice

already given Carney a rough rundown of Stewart and

sharp-featured, with a commanding presence he couldn't help but think, *Talented, certainly. But

for the sake of heritage preservation,

same. They were all here for a bigger cause. After the introductions, everyone took their

seated between Carney and James, directly across

her, but she was already turned toward James, engaged in a lively discussion about the restoration of a blue-and-white

Briony for a moment, then shifted

looked up, and their eyes

Garry raised an eyebrow.

he turned away,

...

ordered wine, inviting the men at the table

day, requested two glasses of juice from the waiter-one for himself

its sweet and tart flavor

dinner was kept