My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

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survival here demanded a savvy blend of cuming and self-preservation.

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Donna had already played her cards close to her chest. But the mere thought of spilling this secret weighed heavily on her because vaice: hit the streets, her career would be toast Charlie calmly dedarosd, "land ine the video. 111 take care of it.

Donna hesitated. "Charlie, if I give you the videos, there's no turning back. Are you sure you can fix this mess?

"As long as you havent been feeding me lies, we can sout this out?"

Charlie's toe was unwavering as he took the video from Dons. Before lewing, be turned to Buck it up?

to Pearl and said, "There's still

half a bottle of wine left.

While directing the packing, Pearl quipped, "Noah can't hold his liquor. Charlie, keep an eye on him"Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I can't be his babysitter"

Charlie took a drag from his cigarette and smirked. "At most, Ull ensure Noah drinks himself into a peaceful slumber at home. I can't afford any mishaps on the operating table caused by his antics" Charlie exited with the wine in hand and a few dishes packed, appearing utterly carefree,

Donna and Peter visibly let out a sigh of relief.

Though the negotiations had their fair share of challenges, they were confident that this case would pull through once Charlie had promised his word. All they had to do was await the good news. Donna and Peter's assistants escorted them out, leaving Pearl behind. She opted not to venture out, fearing the risk of unwanted: subsequent trouble.. attention and

She stayed back to go over the quarterly financials with her manager. Before long, Connor cautiously peeked inside. Pearl glanced at him and couldn't help but crack a smile. "It's safe now. Come on in." Connor entered, holding a coffee pot, still clad in his chef's attire. He wore a smile on his face. "Pearl, I've just brewed a fresh pot of coffee. Care to

"Mmm," Pearl responded with a hint of approval before returning to her financial discussion with the manager.

Connor served the coffee and stood attentively, eavesdropping on Pearl's conversation with the manager. "Certainly, we aim to turn a profit, but we must also raise the bar regarding the quality of our cuisine. Keep a vigilant eye on our ingredients-there's no room for anything less than absolute freshness and no cutting corners. And regarding cleanliness, what's happened in our kitchen! It's descended into chaos.

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Her voice retained its calm demeanor, yet her tone was firm, causing beads of sweat to form on the manager's forehead as he nodded n agreement. Connor clasped his hands before him, listening intently as he couldn't help but discreetly observe Pearl.

Today, she was dressed formally, wearing a light blue blouse and sleek black trousers-a simple and fashionable look. Her shoulder-length hair was tied back in a low ponytail adorned with a rose-shaped hairpin by her temple, exuding an air of calm sophistication. She appeared to be in a completely different league than the gentle and refined presence she had displayed on campus, and even more so, she stood in stark contrast to the stern and authoritative figure of Pearl, who had been in the kitchen just a short while ago, Wearing different outfits for various occasions brought out other aspects of one's personality. It was a true testament to the concept of versatility.

"Alright, I've covered most of the important matters. Let's get to work."

The manager nodded slightly and made his exit

Pearl's mouth fell parched, and she raised her hand to reach for her coffee cup. Standing behind her, Connor seemed to realize it was a bit late and hurriedly offered, "The coffee's gone cold. Let me pour you a fresh cup." Cormor promptly poured another cup of coffer for Pearl, who took a few sips to moisten her throat before looking up at him

"It's quite late. Why haven't you finished your shift yet?"

Connor parsed him lips and gazed at Pearl with clear, unwavering eyes. "Darren instructed me to come and serve you. He said the chance to meet Chapter lät

you is rare, and I mustn't let it slip through my fingers"

Commor spoke candidly and sincerely. Pearl offered a faint smile and waved her hand dismissively. "Don't just stand there looking bewildered. You seem tired. Please, take a sear" "Sure thing" Connor complied without hesitation.

As Pearl reached for the coffee pot to pour him a cup, Compur quickly stood up. "Pearl, let me handle that

"Don't be so cautious about calling me Pearl" she remarked casually, watching him hustle about. "If someone didn't know any better, they'd think I'm a mean person. You can call me Sis Connor's eyes sparkled with a hint of delight but also maintained a playful demeanor. "I wouldn't dare. I'm afraid Darren would give me an earful if

he found out

Pearl asked, "Darren more senior than me in rank?"

"Absolutely not."

"In that case, you're in safe hands. With me around, he won't give you a hard time." Pearl said as she casually sipped her coffee,

Abright smile spread across Connor's face. Then I can relax, Six

The way he pronounced "Si was crisp and endearing, tugging at the heartstrings of anyone who heard it

Pearl had several siblings, including two younger sisters, but no brothers. Suddenly, having Connor address her as "Sis" felt rather heartwarming

"Sis, what's the connection between you and Peter!"

Connor, seated nearby, attentively prepared a cup of coffee and curiously inquired.

Pearl responded with composure, Peter is about to sign a contract with my company and become one of our artists"

"Oh, I see"

Connor remarked, his brow furrowing. "I noticed Peter wasn't in the best moods a while back, as if he had encountered trouble, But his spirits have lifted recently, so it must be because of you." He then broke into a wide grin directed warmly at Pearl

that case, we're entrusting ourselves to you from now on."

When Pearl heard this, she nearly choked on her coffee. Why did that statement sound so awkward!

"Six, are you alright? Connor quickly handed her some tissues to wipe her mouth. Pearl accepted the tissues but replied with a hint of unease, "I can handle it myself."

She thought, "kids these days talk so smoothly, and their enthusiasm is like a blazing fire, hard to resist."

After finishing his shift, Connor waved goodbye to Pearl.

Pearl looked at him and asked, "How are you getting home?"

I'll just take the subway."

Pearl furrowed her brow. "It's too late for the subway. Get in. I'll give you a ride?

"No need to trouble you, Sis...

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"Alright

get in the cart

Connor na pobed and compilent in Pearl's car, like a well-behaved schoolchild. He didn't talk much, responding briefly whenever Pearl posed a question. "You're a basketball player, so what led y

1 you to want to become a culinary apprentice?

Connor explained, "I've always had a passion for cooking since I was a kid. My childhood dream was to become a chef. But then I had a growth spurt and became quite talented in basketball, leading to my recruitment for the school team. Peter thought pursuing an athletic career was a fantastic opportunity. He believed that if Limade it to the national team, it would bring honor to car country."

what's your ultimate dreamt to become a chef or a professional basketball player?"

Pearl felt like she was playing the role of a career counselor, wondering what had prompted her to engage in such a conversation

Connor looked at her with bright, unwavering eyes, unburdened by inner conflict, and boldly proclaimed, "My dream is to become a professional basketball player who can also cook!"

Only a young person could make a choice, and he desired both,

Suddenly captivated by his endearing sincerity, Pearl couldn't help but chuckle and nodded in agreement

A professional basketball player who could cook-now that was pretty cool!