Surviving Divorce Her Miraculous Second Chance - Season 1 Episode 92

After finishing the procedure, I surprisingly saw that tall and majestic figure standing out in the crowd. Inexplicably, my heart started to race, but I wanted to hide. I was really embarrassed to see him in such a situation.

Oswald also immediately noticed Raymon who had walked in, and quickly came over to greet me. You should know, the event held today was for Broadray Vision. Although Raymon was the one who came, and Mr. Parker was not seen, I was certain that Oswald would have preferred Raymon to be the one who came today.

The two men shook hands. Despite Oswald’s effusive politeness, Raymon maintained his unique coolness. A follower of Raymon handed over a gift, but I didn’t hear a single word of blessing from Raymon. To be fair, it made me extremely comfortable.

After all, in front of this man, everything was too clear and transparent in his eyes. I felt that acting with him was too forced and very awkward!

The two people were exchanging pleasantries very formally, and I could only awkwardly stand by with a forced smile, insincerely going along with it.

At that moment, my arm was suddenly gently held by someone, a very gentle voice softly asked, “Sister–in–law, who is this gentleman… …?”

I was taken aback, turned around, and to my surprise, I was met with Lelia’s smiling face. I was truly shocked, I had never seen such a shameless smile before, as sweet as a hibiscus flower.

Seeing my cold gaze and silence, Oswald quickly tried to smooth things over, “Oh! Mr. Baxter, this is my sister, Lelia!”

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Raymon subtly curled his lips, glanced at Lelia, but his gaze fell on my face. “Ms. Byrne, have you been busy lately? You’ve missed two meetings of Broadray Vision.”

He surprisingly called her ‘Ms. Byrne‘ instead of ‘Mrs. Price‘.

I was extremely embarrassed and quickly responded with a laugh, “I’ve been feeling a bit unwell recently, so I haven’t been going to the office much.”

Oswald, who was standing behind me, gave me a squeeze, indicating that I should have a deep conversation with Raymon.

“Please make yourself at home, Mr. Baxter. We are truly honored to have you at our celebration! We need to greet a few guests first, we’ll chat later!” I made an excuse to leave Raymon, I didn’t want to talk much with him in such a situation.

Oswald’s arm noticeably stiffened, and he could only laugh along.

The moment we left Raymon, Oswald whispered in my ear, “Cass, on such a good occasion, find a chance to ask if we still have a chance. After all, we have to fight for it again, we can’t just give up this opportunity!”

“In such situations, as long as their people show up, it means there’s still a chance. Do we really need to ask?” I glanced at Oswald and said lightly, “Mr. Parker sending Raymon already explains a lot.”

Upon hearing me say this, Oswald seemed to have a weight lifted off his heart, “Wife, you make sense. Since he is Mr. Parker’s assistant, he should be second only to one and superior to thousands. He should have some say!”

He was talking to himself, trying to comfort himself, and of course, I knew that he was trying to use me to tie down Raymon, even if it meant selling me to Raymon.

Seeing that I didn’t respond, Oswald still reminded me, “If there’s a

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chance, my wife, you must not miss it! Our business is a big deal! Or… …maybe you could accompany him for a while, after all, he is our important guest today.”

I gave him a cold glance, and he immediately put on a smile, “Wife, you are really beautiful today.”

While he was exchanging pleasantries and laughing with those

developers, I took the opportunity to turn around and walk out, intending to go to the restroom.

At the door, I ran into Lelia. She affectionately came up to me and whispered in my ear, “Do you think you’ve won? Would you believe that in no time, those will still be mine!”

“Really? Well, good luck then!” I said, without even glancing at her, and headed for the bathroom.

After using the restroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. The person in the mirror seemed so unfamiliar, even to me. No wonder Eleanor said I was as thin as a lightning bolt. Fortunately, the parts that should be plump were still plump. I was quite confident about that. I’ve always been a beauty, not to mention that I had a makeup artist today. My skin was as smooth as jade, and my appearance was as beautiful as a flower. It was not an exaggeration at all.

I took a careful look at the wound, it was indeed well done, located at the hairline, it was not noticeable at all unless you looked closely.

Just as I stepped out of the bathroom and was passing by a small private room, the door suddenly swung open. A hand swiftly grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. I let out a gasp…