Immediately, the house fell into a silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.


    Ryan''s obsidian-like eyes stared at me unblinkingly, churning with


    unresolved emotions.


    The indifferent demeanor he once had towards everything seemed


    unsustainable now.


    The atmosphere became tense and oppressive.


    After what seemed like an eternity, he slowly got up, meticulously folding the nket, grabbing the coat on the single sofa, draping it over his elbow, his voice low. "Sorry for disturbing youst night, I''ll leave now."


    Unconsciously, I picked at my fingers and asked again, "The divorce


    certificate..."


    "Let''s talk about itter."


    Avoiding my gaze, Ryan''s longshes partially concealed his emotions. Gary just called, you heard it too. I need to rush back to thepany for a meeting."


    With those words, almost without giving me a chance to respond, he strode away with his long legs.


    As if afraid I would refuse him.


    I looked down at the floor, faintly hearing the sound of the elevator arriving outside, bitterly tugging at the corners of my mouth.


    Suddenly, my phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts.


    Jane sounded upbeat. "Charlotte, do you remember the office we were very satisfied with the other day? They contacted me just now, saying


    the owner has arrived in Jston, and we can meet face-to-face today."


    "Yeah, I remember." As I tossed clothes into the washing machine, I replied, "Have you scheduled a time? I''m free anytime."


    "It''s all set. I''ll pick you up on my way


    "Okay."


    After hanging up, I changed clothes and applied light makeup. Just as I was about to go downstairs, Jane''s Audi pulled into the garage.


    When we arrived at the prime office building, the agent was waiting in the lobby. "Ms. Wilson, Miss Greenwood, the owner will be here soon. Shall we wait for her before going up together?" Neither Jane nor I had any objections.


    The owner arrived promptly, but when I saw her, I paused for a moment upon recognizing her as Bethany''s mother.


    I wasn''t sure if it was a coincidence or something else.


    But it felt uneasy.


    Mrs. Shaw was dressed elegantly, carrying a rare Hermès bag, and upon seeing me, she showed no surprise, her attitude distant and cold. "You''re the one interested in renting the 16th floor?" "Yes," I responded calmly.


    As the group entered the office, the agent was enthusiastically introducing the ce when Mrs. Shaw interjected indifferently. "No need for introductions. I know who she is better than you do." With just a simple sentence, she didn''t use any harsh words, yet it felt like a p across my face.


    An indescribable difort.


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    Initially, Jane thought she looked down on people, but now she seemed to sense something subtle too, giving me a puzzled look.


    I shook my head. Mrs. Shaw stopped at the door of a meeting room, her gaze sharp as she looked at me. "Could we talk alone?"


    Clearly, it wasn''t just about renting an office.C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.


    This was something I had to face.


    I agreed and entered the meeting room with her.


    As soon as the ss door closed, Mrs. Shaw immediatelyunched into an usation, "Ms. Wilson, you really are two-faced, saying one thing and doing another."


    I frowned. "What?"


    Her face, seemingly untouched by the passage of time, was filled with disgust. "You said you wanted a divorce, but then suddenly you''re ying the martyr in front of us. For Ryan, he gave up a cooperation worth tens of billions just for you. What a cunning move."


    At her words, I was momentarily stunned.


    Ryan had given up such a huge cooperation for me.


    "Ms. Wilson, honestly, it''s important for someone to know their ce."