The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 598 Infiltrated Every Aspect Of Her Life

Lysander furrowed her brows. “Are you sure it’s more appropriate for me to show up at the office in a dress and a pointed collar trench coat instead of professional attire? They might not mock me to my face, but the whispers behind my back…

At this point, she paused. It was as if she suddenly realized that while rumors might be unpleasant to hear, they couldn’t actually cause her any real harm.

She had already understood this principle back when she was working at the hospital.

Upon seeing Lysander’s seemingly enlightened expression, Josiah tidied up the dining table, then returned and said, “It’s not as if I wear a suit to work every day, but no one has ever dared to comment on my attire. It’s not that my outfit is so flawless that no one can find fault with it, but rather, these things simply aren’t important.”

He glanced toward the shoes placed at the entrance and added, “Besides, you’re not comfortable wearing high heels. If all you want is to make the right first impression on them, what you’ve done so far is enough”

This remark struck a chord with Lysander. Lately, she had been wearing high heels every day and it felt as though her feet were about to give out from all the walking.

“That’s easy for you to say, but only because you’re Josiah Guerra. Even if you went to the office in your pajamas, no one would dare to criticize you,” she retorted.

“Perhaps you could look through all the clothes I’ve prepared for you before making a decision,” said Josiah. He had heard Lysander mention only the suit and the trench coat, and was certain that she had pushed his intentions to the back of her mind.

Lysander was in a hurry to prepare the things she needed to take with her, so she simply gave a casual nod before heading back to her room to change her clothes.

In the company, countless eyes were watching her, some eagerly waiting for her to trip up. She had been so busy lately that she often brought her work home. If she ever forgot her flash drive or documents at home, it would be a source of great amusement.

As Lysander pondered, her movements to open the wardrobe slightly faltered. Almost as if guided by an unseen force, she reached for the bag hanging nearby. Inside were the clothes mentioned by Josiah, which had been delivered here with her luggage.

kitchen learning to cook with Martha. In no time at all, he had

finished changing her clothes and emerged, he was already standing in the entrance hall, waiting for her as if nothing had

thin sweater underneath, expressing his approval by saying, “Not bad. You don’t have a meeting today, so you can spend more time outside the office

attire, this outfit indeed exuded a more prominent aura

looked at her reflection and felt pleased with the outcome of her outfit. She slipped into a pair of matching colid–colored leather chose and caid “I menee thour l’il von the day where I’d adiner was catfir based

deal. I just have to pay a little more attention.”

methodically. “Thank you, but I

forward, “Carol is already looking for a driver. Before the driver is officially hired, let me send you to the office instead. Consider it as helping Mr. Thorne check on

using his personal driver, all for the unyielding commitment of picking up and dropping off Lysander from work. The excuses he made up for doing so were

to the Thorne family, Lysander felt she

when she got in the car, she

He simply reminded her to

always, Josiah drove with steady precision. On the journey, apart from occasionally discussing the latest financial news

window. Spotting a familiar office building, she instructed, “You can drop me off at the intersection ahead, I

asked, “Are you worried about rumors spreading in the company?”

the car by the

professional world, particularly those who’ve achieved a certain status. There’s always someone who refuses to believe that her success is the

understood what

to the reputation of Thorne Constructions and Energies, but also to the Thorne Constructions and Energies. Anyway, I should leave now.

wanted to say he didn’t mind it one bit, but he never got the chance to voice his thoughts and simply stared at Lysander’s retreating figure.

She doesn’t necessarily have