The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 434 There Was No Room For Discussion

Adrian’s expression slightly tensed, a faint crease forming between his brows as he attempted to mask his emotions. By the time he gently knocked on Lysander’s door once more, his features had smoothed into their customary gentle smile. He announced with a soft warmth, “We’re back.”

White Coat trailed behind him, barking joyfully as if catching his mood.

“Mm, Lysander replied her voice slightly distant. After responding, she drifted back to her seat by the window, her gaze lost in the vague contours of the outside world.

Observing that she desired solitude, Adrian chose not to intrude further. Noticing the nearly cleared dining table, he quietly made his way to the kitchen. There, he meticulously washed the used utensils and neatly arranged them back in the cupboard.

In the living room, Lysander maintained her

templative silence.

Adrian approached her gently, his voice laced with concern, “What happened? Did the conversation not go well?”

The discussion had not merely been unproductive–it had been utterly futile.

A bitter chuckle echoed silently within Lysander, though her face remained impassive. She managed a simple, “In

to be as current state, we can’t discuss anything. Dr. Sutton, I really appreciate your help, but I’d like

for a while now.”

“All right, I’ll take my leave then,” Adrian responded, his movements carrying a trace of reluctance. As he moved toward the door, he paused to gently pat the fluffy head of the puppy following him, whispering, “Take good care of her for me, I’m leaving first.”

White Coat seemed to understand, rustling softly as it stopped following him further.

Lysander found herself alone until the afternoon. Not a single message or piece of news came through. Not worrying that she might disturb Daphne, she finally decided to reach out herself.

“The user you’re trying to reach is currently unavailable…”

regardless of how many times she attempted the call.

facing, Lysander resolved to take a taxi directly to the

was now devoid of security personnel. The reception desk stood unattended,

ask one of them, “Can you guys get in touch with Ms. Everhart?”

of his head. “We’ve been unable to reach her by phone. The bank representatives are here already, it seems they’re planning to seal the office and

implication, a

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for an assessment of the assets.

lawyer. “Excuse me… Are you the bank’s appointed lawyer?” she

replying, “Indeed, may I ask if you are

shook her head. “No, I’m not her. But she’s a good friend of mine. Can you tell

on now?”

It’s not merely a simple bankruptcy; their assets

“What do you plan to do?”

that the situation was even more critical than

cautious, “We will proceed legally against the corporate entity to recover the debts. Any disputes will be

the legal representative for the Everhart

extend a grace period? They’ll address this as soon as they can after sorting

replied reluctantly, “I’m sorry, as a lawyer, my duty is to my client. If Everhart Corporation can’t meet the repayment within the legally stipulated time, incarceration is

found herself momentarily speechless.

you please step aside?” the lawyer requested.

“Can you give me a little more time? Just half an hour, let

considerable delay and no attempts at repayment, what could possibly change in

your pockets; it’s a no–win situation. Half an hour is hardly a significant extension. If I still can’t come up with the funds after that, you’re free to follow through with

too late by

set aside her pride and endeavor to assist the Everhart family in

behalf of the bank, was well aware that retrieving the funds would make his job a lot easier. Checking his watch, he reluctantly agreed, “I’ll extend your time by another

After ending the conversation, she swiftly moved to a secluded