Unknown Divorce: Revelation Beyond Time Novel by Miss Lyra (Chapters 181 to 190) 

Chapter 181

Irma couldn’t help but notice that Charlene wasn’t as forward with Thorne as she used to be.

With a heavy sigh, she shot Thorne a pointed look and said, “It’s all Thorne’s fault, isn’t it?”

“After all the effort Charlene put in, and he barely gave her the time of day. Wouldn’t that cool anyone’s heels?”

Thorne responded with just a faint smile, choosing to remain silent. Charlene, on her part, was content to stay quiet too, concentrating on her meal instead of joining the conversation.

Before dinner was over, Thorne received a call and excused himself to take it, returning shortly after.

After they finished eating, he told Irma, “I’ve got to run. Something’s come up.”

Jasmine, ever so sharp, guessed the call might have been from Vesta.

“I want to go check on her too,” she said, “Dad, can I come with you?”

Sure,” Thorne agreed.

Irma then suggested, “Why don’t you take Charlene along as well? It’s Saturday tomorrow, a little outing could do her good.”

Charlene was quick to decline, “Grandma, I’ve got plans with a friend later.”

“Alright then,” Irma conceded.

Jasmine, who had been anxious about the possibility of Charlene staying with her, visibly relaxed. As they prepared to leave, she turned to Charlene and said, “Bye, Mom.”

“Take care, see you,” Charlene replied.

As Thorne’s car pulled away, Charlene too left in her own vehicle. Once she was a safe distance from the family home, she dialed up Stewart and got straight to the point, “I’m considering divorcing Thorne. He just handed me a divorce agreement, trying to settle with some assets. I want a lawyer to check for any loopholes.”

Stewart, in the midst of dinner himself, couldn’t hide his excitement, “I’ll get you a top-notch attorney right away!”

Charlene managed a smile, “Thanks.”

Hanging up, she drove back to her place.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Jasmine and Thorne were still with Vesta, while Moran stepped out into the hallway to make a call.

“He’s planning to divorce Charlene,” he told Granger, who was currently out of town.

Granger stopped dead in his tracks, exclaiming, “What? Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. I was there, wasn’t I?” Moran retorted, adding, “And Thorne isn’t even discussing custody of Minnie with her.”

Granger clenched his phone tighter. Before Moran could continue, Granger cut him off, “I’ve got another call to make,” and hung up without waiting for a response.

Moran was left muttering to himself about Granger’s sudden rush.

Meanwhile, Granger, after some hesitation, dialed Charlene’s number. She had just gotten home when she saw his call and picked up, “Mr. Harden, what can I do for you?”

There was a moment’s hesitation on his end. He wanted to ask about her well–being, but it felt out of place given their current relationship.

Charlene mistook his pause for a different reason and jumped in, “If it’s about meeting Daisy, I’m tied up tomorrow. Maybe the day after or next week?”

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Stewart had just called her, mentioning he had arranged a meeting with a lawyer for her. Tomorrow morning, she was scheduled to see the lawyer.

She had to finalize the divorce as soon as possible.

Granger knew she had misunderstood something, but he didn’t correct her. He simply said, “Alright.”

At that moment, Charlene thought he was about to end the call. When he didn’t, Charlene asked in confusion, “Mr. Harden, is there anything else?”

Granger noticed the calmness in Charlene’s voice, which surprisingly lacked the pain and distress he had anticipated.

But was that truly the case? Perhaps she was merely suppressing her feelings.

After a brief silence of two or three seconds, Charlene spoke again, “Mr. Harden? Are you still there?”

Granger snapped back to reality, responding, “Yes.”

Charlene asked, “Is there anything else?” She added, “I have other matters to attend to. If there’s nothing else, shall we end the call?”

Granger had no choice but to agree, “Alright.”

With that, Charlene hung up.

Her recent project had received high praise from Kenton Just a couple of days ago, Kenton had messaged her, asking her to organize her work for a review before submitting it to a reputable journal.

She had been caught up with Neural Nexus Tech and PrimeStar affairs lately, which had put her personal projects on hold.

Now that she had some free time, she was eager to get back to her work.

With that thought, she set her phone aside and powered up her computer.

After ending the call, Granger dialed Moran back, inquiring, “Thorne wants a divorce and custody of Minnie, right? She must be opposed to it. Are they preparing for a court battle?”

Moran had originally called Granger to discuss this very topic. He replied, “Not at all! She agreed! To both the divorce and the custody, without any objection. She signed the papers quite calmly, it’s unbelievable!”

Granger was just as shocked.

It didn’t make sense for Charlene to give up Jasmine’s custody so easily. It was completely out of character.

Moran pressed, “So, why do you think that is?”

Before Granger could respond, Moran speculated, “Is she trying to win Thorne’s favor, make him feel guilty?

Granger had no definitive answer.

Admittedly, given Charlene’s feelings for Thorne, it was a possibility.

After a moment of silence, Granger asked, “What about Thorne? How did he react?”

“Thorne was surprised too. Today, at the family dinner, I felt he was paying more attention to Charlene than usual. Damn, if I’m right about this, then Charlene is a real strategist, not someone to be underestimated at all!”

Granger remarked lightly, “Or maybe, she genuinely wants the divorce?”

Moran paused, “You mean Charlene?” He scoffed, “How could that be? She’s been into Thorne since her teens. After all these years, there’s no way she’d want to leave Thorne.”

Granger hinted, “People change.”

Moran stuck to his opinion, “I still think it’s impossible.”

Continuing, he said, “Anyway, this is something worth celebrating for Thorne. Once you’re back from your trip, and Vesta’s injury heals a bit, we should definitely celebrate.”

It was then Moran realized Granger’s silence.

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He asked, “Granger, you busy?”

Granger replied, “Nope.”

Moran then remembered something. “Oh… right, you’re back on Tuesday?”

Granger paused for a moment before responding, “Yeah.”

Before Moran could say anything else, Granger quickly added, “Let’s leave it at that.”

“Alright, just hit me up when you’re back. I’ll come pick you up and we can check out Vesta together,” Moran offered.

Granger hesitated, then said, “…Sure.”

The next day.

Charlene got up, went for a 30–minute jog, had breakfast, and then headed out.

She arrived at the law firm to find Stewart already there.

Upon seeing her, Stewart waved.

Charlene sat down, and Mr. Padgett’s assistant served her coffee as she handed over the divorce agreement to Padgett.

Padgett took it from her.

Stewart and Padgett had been close friends for years, and Stewart leaned in closer to take a look.

When he saw the first clause about the custody of Jasmine, he glanced at Charlene.

Years ago, he had met Jasmine a few times.

Charlene treated her like her whole world, always talking about her daughter in every phone call.

But ever since she decided to divorce Thorne and go back to PrimeStar, she never brought up her daughter Jasmine in front of him again.

Considering this, he speculated that during the year Jasmine lived abroad with Thorne, she might have grown close to Vesta, possibly even doing something that deeply hurt Charlene.

Seeing that she only instructed the lawyer to look for loopholes in the property clauses of the agreement, without showing concern for the custody issue, Stewart understood that she was ready to let go of her daughter.

He didn’t pry further.

In his eyes, Charlene was a kind–hearted and sentimental person.

The fact that she was willing to give up her own daughter meant she must have been deeply disillusioned.

Thinking this, Stewart didn’t dwell on it, instead moving on to the other sections of the agreement.

After a while, he raised an eyebrow, “All this real estate, wow, Thorne’s being quite generous.”

Charlene sipped her coffee, not responding.

Stewart casually flipped through the document, then stopped bothering Padgett and sat next to Charlene t chat about academic matters.

They discussed a small portion using terminologies only the two of them could understand, leaving Mr. Padgett’s assistant utterly confused.

As for Mr. Padgett, he was diligently going through the agreement with Charlene.

After more than an hour.

Padgett told Charlene, “I’ve checked it thoroughly, the agreement is indeed without issues. In fact, it’s quite favorable to you.”

Charlene paused, “What do you mean?”

“The cash goes without saying, and the real estate is clearly free from any disputes,” Padgett explained. “Regarding the shares Mr. Thorne is giving you from his company, it’s explicitly stated that you’re only responsible for collecting dividends. Should the company face any trouble, all legal liabilities and compensations fall solely on Mr. Thorne, not affecting you in the slightest.”

Charlene was taken aback.

Stewart’s eyes widened, “Are you sure you’re not mistaken? Thorne can be this considerate?” Padgett laughed, “Stewart, are you doubting my professional skills?”

Stewart replied, “…Not exactly.”

He was just too surprised, that’s all. Charlene was somewhat surprised too. But not overly so. Throughout their marriage, Thorne had always been distant and rarely supportive, but she knew him well enough to believe that if he was giving her something now, he would likely make sure she wouldn’t have any worries later on.

Thus, her request to review the contract wasn’t out of suspicion he’d play tricks, but rather out of concern there might be overlooked details.

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Thinking about it, she calmly said, “Glad to hear there’s no problem.”

With that, she picked up the pen beside her and signed her name without any hesitation.

She turned to Padgett and said, “I’ll leave the rest of the divorce proceedings in your capable hands, Mr. Padgett.”

Padgett nodded, replying, “I have a meeting shortly, but I’ll reach out to Mr. Thorne this afternoon to follow up on the divorce matters between you two.”

“Sounds good,” Charlene replied.

As it was nearing lunchtime, Charlene and Stewart grabbed a bite with Padgett before heading over to Charlene’s place to continue working on their paper.

While Charlene and Stewart were busy, back at The Henderson Group’s office, Thorne, who had just started reviewing documents, got a call.

He casually answered, “Hello, who’s this?”

“Good afternoon, Mr. Thorne. I’m Charlene’s attorney, surname Pei. Charlene has signed the divorce agreement, and she has entrusted me to handle the subsequent divorce matters on her behalf. Are you available to discuss this now?”

Thorne paused for a moment before replying, “I have a couple of video conferences this afternoon and might be tied up. How about we meet tomorrow morning around 10 at The Henderson Group’s office?”

“Thank you, Mr. Thorne. I appreciate your cooperation,” Padgett responded before hanging up.

Thorne then continued with his documents.

The evening had settled in. Stewart had to leave for another commitment.

Charlene decided to head back to the Ross family’s for dinner, grabbing her bag and stepping out.

Just as she got into her car, Jasmine called.

Charlene didn’t need to guess the reason for the call and chose not to answer.

After several unanswered calls, Jasmine stopped trying.

Arriving at the Ross family’s estate during the peak hours for traffic, Charlene waited in line for her car to be recognized.

Suddenly, someone knocked on her window. It was Granger.

Charlene was taken aback. She hadn’t expected to run into him here.

Slowly, she rolled down the window, greeting, “Mr. Harden.”

Granger’s gaze fell on her face, noting her calm demeanor, devoid of the distress he had anticipated, causing him to pause.

Charlene spoke, “Is there something you need, Mr. Harden?”

Granger started, “I was in the area and saw your car, so I thought I’d say hello.”

Considering how well they knew each other, his coming over wasn’t really necessary, but since he had helped her in the past, she kept that thought to herself.

Besides, she would have to see him again when visiting Daisy.

They weren’t friends, but there was no need to make things awkward between them.

With that thought, Charlene nodded, “Well, I won’t keep you. 1-”

Granger cut in, “I heard there’s a famous bakery around here. I haven’t been to this part of town much, and I couldn’t find it. Do you know where it is exactly?”

Without suspicion, Charlene replied, “Yes, there’s a popular bakery, but it’s not in this area. It’s about a kilometer away on another street.”

She gave him directions.

“Thanks,” Granger said.

“No problem.” It was her turn for the car recognition, “Goodbye then.”

“Goodbye,” Granger replied.

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Granger was well aware of the location of that bakery.

After Charlene left, he didn’t visit the bakery either.

He got into his car, hesitated for a moment, then dialed a number. “Hey Moran, I’m back. I’ve got a flight to catch later, but could you check if Thome is free? If he’s busy, maybe you could come with me to visit Vesta at the hospital?”

Moran was taken aback. “You’re back? When did you get in?”

Granger dodged the question: “Could you give Vesta a heads–up first? See if she’s up for visitors later.”

Moran was about to ask why Granger didn’t just call Thorne and Vesta himself.

Then he figured Granger must be swamped with other things, pressed for time, and since he hadn’t visited Vesta yet today, he readily agreed without further thought.

Thorne was tied up.

After hanging up, Granger picked up a bouquet of flowers and a fruit basket and headed to the hospital to meet Moran.

In the hospital room.

Upon seeing him, Vesta asked with a smile, “What brings you back all of a sudden?”

Granger replied coolly, “Just had some things to take care of.”

Hearing that, Vesta looked down at the flowers he had just brought, saying, “I see…”

But she thought to herself, “Whether he had really come back to take care of business or made the long trip just to see me…”

Though she was hurt that he hadn’t come right away, the fact that he made time as soon as he could to see her meant a lot.

Charlene spent the night at the Ross family home. The next day, she was up early.

Charlene stretched contentedly, admiring the succulents thriving on the windowsill.

When she came downstairs, her aunt was already up, busily preparing breakfast for her and the two kids.

Seeing her, her aunt smiled, “Charlene’s in a good mood today?”

Charlene went over to help knead the dough, replying with a smile, “Yeah, feeling pretty good.”

As a steaming bowl of soup and noodles was served, Charlene sat down to eat. But then her phone rang.

It was Jasmine again.

Charlene didn’t answer.

Jasmine kept calling.

Charlene turned off her phone, then focused on her noodles.

Seeing her calls go unanswered, Jasmine pouted and went to find Thorne.

Thorne, just back from a run and about to shower, asked upon seeing her upset face, “What’s up?”

“I tried calling Mom yesterday, wanted her to come home and cook, but she never picked up. I called her twice

more just now, and she didn’t pick up again. When I tried a third time, it said the number was unreachable.”

Thorne responded, “Maybe your mom turned off her phone.”

“Huh?” Jasmine frowned, “is the battery dead?”

Tjorne gave a non–committal response, “Maybe.”

“What do I do? I wanted to go skiing today, and Mom promised she’d take me if she was free.”

Jasmine had initially been too upset to think about fun, intending to visit Ms. Hawkins in the hospital.

But with hospital germs and everyone advising against frequent visits, and now that Ms. Hawkins was getting better, she wasn’t as worried. Finding herself with free time and no one to spend it with, she naturally turned to her mom. But her mom wasn’t answering her calls.

“Try calling her later; she’ll probably turn on her phone then.”

Jasmine replied unhappily, “Okay…”

Charlene couldn’t stay off her phone forever. After all, she had things to discuss with Stewart.

And later, Padgett might try to get in touch with her.

About half an hour later, she turned her phone back on.

Soon after, Jasmine called again.

Charlene turned on her computer and ignored the call, continuing with her thesis.

Seeing Charlene still not answering and with Thorne about to leave, Jasmine pleaded, “Dad, Mom’s still not picking up. Could you try calling her for me?”

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Thorne didn’t say much, just pulled out his phone and dialed Charlene.

Charlene saw the call but decided to disconnect.

Thorne paused for a moment, then remarked, “Looks like your mom didn’t pick up my call either.”

“She’s probably busy, didn’t you see?” Jasmine said. Otherwise, her mom would never miss her dad’s call..

“Maybe,” Thorne replied as he slipped into his suit jacket and grabbed a black trench coat. “I’m heading out. If you want to go out, you can ask the bodyguard to take you.”

“But I want mom to come with me…”

Even though she sometimes resented her mother’s nagging, there were moments she wished for her company.

Then, cupping her face, she asked, “Dad, are you visiting Ms. Hawkins at the hospital or heading back to the office?”

“Hospital first, then the office,” Thorne gently tapped on her forehead. “Off I go, have fun on your own.”

Jasmine murmured a disappointed, “Oh…”

After two more unreturned calls to Charlene, Jasmine resigned to having the bodyguard and Latonia accompany her out.

But without her favorite person, even skiing felt joyless, and it wasn’t long before she returned home, disheartened.

Leaving the hospital, Thorne made his way back to Henderson Group.

Soon after, Moran showed up.

With a glance at Thorne, Moran quipped, “Here to enjoy the show?”

Before Thorne could respond, Coy approached, saying, “Mr. Padgett is here.”

“Send him up,” Thorne directed.

Led by Coy, Padgett entered Thorne’s guest reception room.

After a firm handshake, Thorne gestured, “Please, have a seat.”

Without much preamble, Padgett sat down and presented the divorce agreement Charlene had signed the day before, sliding it across to Thorne.

Taking it, Thorne acknowledged the document.

Curious about it, Moran leaned in to check if Charlene had indeed signed.

Seeing her signature, he exclaimed in surprise, “She actually signed?”

Thorne glanced at Charlene’s name but remained expressionless, then turned his attention back to Padgett.

After a brief discussion, he said, “The agreement involves a substantial number of properties and shares. It will take some time to handle the necessary transfers. I’ll contact you once everything is settled.”

“Alright,” replied Padgett.

Thorne then instructed Coy, “Coy, would you escort Mr. Padgett out?”

After leaving Henderson Group, Padgett reached out to Charlene to update her on the proceedings.

Flowning, she inquired, “How long will it take to finalize?”

“That depends on Mr. Henderson progress.”

“Got it,” Charlene responded. “Thank you, Mr. Padgett.”

The next day, she went to her job at PrimeStar as usual.

In the afternoon, while discussing work with Stewart, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Stewart frowned.

“What’s up?” Charlene asked.

He showed her the screen, replying, “Dalton’s call.”

Given their shared circles, they weren’t strangers to each other’s numbers, though their interactions were minimal.

Since their last meeting at Neural Nexus Tech, Stewart believed there was nothing that necessitated contact with Dalton.

Puzzled but curious, Stewart answered the call.

After hanging up, he turned to Charlene and said, “He’s interested in partnering on a new project.”

The projects led by Charlene had caught their professors‘ attention, promising close collaboration with the government again.

With the projects‘ bright prospects, they anticipated a flood of partnership inquiries once the news broke. And Dalton, getting wind of it before the public, had already made his move.

With a smirk, Stewart commented, “Abelard’s quite the sly fox.”

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However, being in his position, Abelard having inside information and giving his own circle a heads up was pretty much the norm.

That’s just how it works among the elite.

Stewart had gotten used to it by now.

Grinding his teeth, he said, “Our company definitely needs to collaborate with others to scale up the project, but lately, I just can’t stand the sight of Dalton…”

Charlene knew it was because Dalton had taken a liking to Vesta.

But Charlene truly didn’t care. She stated coolly, “The smooth progress of the project and maximizing our benefits is what matters most. Everything else is secondary.”

She had met Abelard once. He might have his biases, but from what their mentor’s attitude towards him indicated, Abelard was indeed trustworthy.

“I know,” Stewart said.

He was just venting.

He raised his chin and huffed, “Anyway, we still have some time before we officially start seeking investors. I’ll just give him the cold shoulder for now.”

Charlene laughed, “Alright.” As long as he was happy.

After Dalton’s call, Charlene and Stewart continued discussing business.

But half an hour later, Stewart’s phone rang again.

Seeing the caller ID, he displayed a mix of disdain and smugness.

Charlene, sensing it was someone familiar, asked, “Who is it?”

Stewart smiled, “Granger.”

“Looking to collaborate?”

“Very likely.”

Like with Dalton, he didn’t usually cross paths with Granger or Moran.

Granger wouldn’t call him without a reason. Besides, the Harden family, like the Ramirez family, had connections in both politics and the military.

They were very well–informed.

“Should I take it?” Stewart asked Charlene.

Being Thorne’s wife, Granger and his crowd looked down on her but had taken Vesta, the mistress, into their fold and got along with her so well.

In his view, Granger was even more despicable than Dalton.

“Take it,” Charlene said. She didn’t want Stewart to act impulsively.

Stewart answered the call.

As expected, Granger, like Dalton, was indeed calling to seek collaboration.

After stating his purpose, Granger said, “I’m currently out of town on a business trip, but I’ll be back in Starfall by noon tomorrow. How about dinner tomorrow night?”

Stewart replied indifferently, “Thank you, Mr. Harden, for the honor, but the project is just kicking off and we’re swamped with work. I really can’t make time tomorrow, maybe some other time.”

‘How about Thursday?”

Stewart said, “I might not be available then either, but if I am, I’ll contact you immediately.”

Granger was aware that their company’s upcoming projects were highly sought after, and he knew Stewart really didn’t need to worry about securing investors.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting for Mr. Ferguson’s call anytime,” Granger said.

After hanging up, Stewart was so delighted he started pounding on the table, laughing heartily, “That felt great!”

Charlene laughed along.

Stewart suddenly stopped, looked at her, and asked, “Do you think… Thorne might also want to collaborate with us?”

Considering it, their company and Neural Nexus Tech were in the same league.

There was competition between them.

But even in competition, there was room for collaboration.

Hadn’t Thorne shown interest in their language system last time and initiated a partnership?

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They had a couple of projects on the table that, when they really got down to it, could actually align with Neural Nexus Tech…

Charlene listened, her voice cool and detached, “Not sure. But let’s focus on the projects themselves, for now, set personal grievances aside.”

“I get it.”

A little bit of attitude was okay, but when it came down to brass tacks, he never let his emotions get the best of him.

At this point, Stewart was actually looking forward to a call from Thorne.

But his hopes were dashed. Instead of hearing from Thorne, he received several other calls–all about new collaborations, but none from Thorne.

However, as the day neared its end, he got a call from an unknown number.

He glanced at it and decided to answer.

The voice on the other end got straight to the point: “Mr. Ferguson? This is Henley, Vesta’s father.”

Stewart stopped in his tracks.

He pulled the phone away briefly to say to Charlene, “Henley.”

Charlene looked at him, her silence saying more than words ever could.

After so many years, Stewart knew exactly what she meant.

If it were anyone else, they might set aside past conflicts to collaborate. But with the Hawkins family, there was no need for such concessions.

Stewart brought the phone back to his ear, his tone cordial but his gaze icy, “Ah, Mr. Hawkins, what can I do for you today?”

Henley was indeed looking for a collaboration with Stewart.

After explaining his proposition, Stewart responded, “I understand Mr. Hawkins‘ proposal. If it’s a good fit, we’ll definitely consider Mr. Hawkins first. Rest assured.”

Henley wasn’t naive. He knew Stewart’s words were carefully chosen, leaving the actual outcome uncertain.

Henley tried to invite Stewart for a meal, but Stewart, claiming to be swamped with work, ended the call.

He turned to Charlene, saying, “Dalton, Granger, as the top families in the country, I get why they’re in the loop so fast, but the Hawkins family…”

The Hawkins family, newcomers to Starfall, hadn’t even settled in properly yet but were already in the know, which suggested…

Charlene knew he meant that the Hawkins family getting the news so quickly was likely through Thorne or Granger.

Given Thorne’s feelings for Vesta and the relationship between Granger and Vesta, it wasn’t surprising they’d share the news with the Hawkins.

Stewart grimaced, his good mood effectively ruined.

But he was aware that Charlene was probably feeling even worse.

He said, “Come on, I’ve got money to burn. Let me treat you to a feast!”

Charlene’s mood wasn’t as bad as Stewart thought.

She’d come to terms with a lot of things,

His mood wasn’t easily swayed by others anymore.

Besides, this time, she held the cards,

She had nothing to worry about.

But since Stewart was offering, she wasn’t going to say no.

She smiled, “Thanks, Stewart.”

With that, they left together.

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As Charlene and Stewart walked into the restaurant, they saw the Hawkins and Spencer families approaching. Charlene maintained a mask of indifference on her face.

Stewart muttered under his breath, “Talk about bad luck.”

However, the Hawkins and Spencer families seemed thrilled to see Stewart.

Henley grinned, “Mr. Ferguson, fancy meeting you here again.”

Stewart offered a tepid smile, “Yeah, fancy that.”

Henley chuckled, “Since we’ve bumped into each other, why not join us?”

Henley had been planning to invite Stewart for a meal over the phone earlier, and now seizing the chance encounter, he didn’t want to let it slip.

Stewart replied, “No, thank you. I’m on personal time right now. Maybe some other time.”

“Well, if you insist, another time then.”

Henley couldn’t press further after Stewart’s refusal.

Nodding, Stewart turned to Charlene, “Let’s go.”

Without giving the Hawkins and Spencer families another glance, Charlene nodded, and they both headed upstairs.

As Charlene and Stewart walked away, Laverne frowned and said, “I heard from Vesta that Stewart has been rather lukewarm towards Charlene. With the PrimeStar project on the horizon, I hope his feelings don’t interfere with our potential collaboration.”

Given Stewart’s cool demeanor towards them, it was a valid concern.

Maureen spoke lightly, “The PrimeStar project bids are still a while away. Nothing’s set in stone; anything can happen.”

Garfield added with a smile, “Exactly. Remember the hiccup with Vesta and Thorne’s situation due to Irma’s objections? And now, suddenly, there’s a breakthrough. So, let’s not lose hope; we still stand a chance.”

The ‘breakthrough‘ Garfield referred to was Thorne’s decision to divorce Charlene.

This news had cheered them up considerably.

They, along with Vesta, were initially in the dark about the divorce.

It was Moran who let it slip to Vesta, which was how they found out.

They later found out that the processing of the divorce papers was taking longer than expected. Thorne didn’t want Vesta to worry unnecessarily, so he planned to surprise her with the news once everything was finalized

With this in mind, Georgina smiled, “Thorne has been wanting a divorce for a while now. With Vesta getting hurt trying to save him, Thorne is now defying Irma’s wishes and pushing for the divorce. He’s truly committed to Vesta.”

“Indeed. Vesta’s patience is finally paying off. Her happy days are just around the corner.”

“Absolutely.”

Maureen and Henley shared a smile at this thought.

However, glancing in the direction Charlene and Stewart had left, Georgina’s smile faded slightly, “Charlene doesn’t seem keen on the divorce. I wonder… could it be that this divorce might not happen after all?”

‘Maureen’s gaze turned icy, “From what Vesta told me, Thorne has always been quite decisive. He just wanted a suitable moment to avoid hurting Irma’s feelings. Thorne has always been set on Vesta, and now, with Vesta risking her life for him, Thorne’s move to seek a divorce without a word to Charlene shows he’s no longer willing to let Vesta suffer for Irma’s sake. He’s made up his mind, so the chances of this divorce going through are quite high.”

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Thorne, I trust completely,” Georgina said coolly. “It’s just Charlene I’m worried about. She might stir up trouble. and pressure Thorne into making concessions.”

Turning to Katie and Henley, she added, “Looks like you two will have to have a chat with her.”

Henley and Katie were of the same mind.

What the Hawkins and the Spencer families were plotting, Charlene and Stewart were blissfully unaware.

Exiting the elevator, they were heading to their private dining room when three imposing figures approached them.

Spotting the trio, Stewart thought, “Did I walk under a ladder today or something? Why do I keep running into trouble?”

Charlene glanced at them.

Salton, Kelvin, and someone else…

He looked familiar, but Charlene couldn’t place where she’d seen him.

The trio, upon seeing Stewart and Charlene, cheerfully greeted Stewart.

“Mr. Ferguson, what a coincidence,” Dalton exclaimed.

Stewart forced a smile, replying, “Yeah, quite the coincidence.”

Dalton had called Stewart earlier in the day to invite him out for a meal to discuss a potential collaboration, but Stewart had declined.

Now that they had bumped into each other, Dalton, seemingly ignoring Charlene, suggested, “Since we’ve met, why not join us?”

Kelvin chimed in with a smile, “Yeah, it’s been a while since we all had a meal together.”

“No, thanks,” Stewart replied with a polite smile. “I have some matters to attend to.”

He then turned to the other man, asking, “Mr. Watson, you’re free today?”

York Watson, his handsome face betraying no emotion, simply said, “Took a few days off.”

Stewart nodded, not wanting to linger, “We’ll have to take a rain check on that meal. We have an appointment.”

York nodded.

Stewart and Charlene then headed into their private dining room.

Once they were a distance away, York finally spoke, “Did anyone here offend him?”

Stewart’s demeanor, while not overtly dismissive, clearly conveyed that he wanted nothing to do with them.

Kelvin was clueless, “Not that I know of.”

Dalton frowned, choosing not to respond.

Inside their room, Kelvin took a sip of his tea and remarked, “Not to stir the pot, but Stewart’s really making waves. If he pulls off those two projects, we’re talking a major leap in his net worth.”

York commented calmly, “He’s always been sharp. Studied under Kenton, his field’s been booming, and he’s got talent. Success was inevitable for him.”

Then, looking at Dalton, he added, “Heard from Newbolt you had a thing for Stewart’s girl but moved on quickly.

Why do you move on, why the animosity? Did she do something?”

Dalton’s disdain for Charlene was evident earlier, not even sparing her a glance.

Mention of his fleeting infatuation with Charlene now irked Dalton to no end.

Irated, he replied, “Can we not talk about her? Let’s just order.”

York, unfazed, shrugged and changed the subject.

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