Chapter 47
Ethan spread his hands helplessly. The thought of it depressed him. “Not only did he throw a tantrum, but he also blocked me on every app. I’m still blacklisted p>
“You deserve it!” Thurston laughed from the sofa, then glanced at Kingsley, whose face was dark. “But honestly, he just mentioned your ex-wife. You’re divorced. It’s been over, so why can’t people talk about it p>
He leaned in as if realizing something. “Don’t tell me… you still have feelings for her p>
Kingsley didn’t respond, only shooting him a warning glare. “Ran out of things to talk about p>
“Hey, just chatting! We agreed no work talk tonight.” Thurston swallowed his words upon meeting Kingsley’s eyes.
Kingsley glanced at him. “So we’re not discussing the land in the Eastborough District p>
“Of course we discuss it!” Hearing “Eastborough District,” Thurston sat up straight. “How much share is Sherwood Group releasing p>
Kingsley tapped his finger slowly against his glass. “Half. But The Fletcher Group can only take one-third of that p>
“Considering how tight we are, that’s all you’re giving me? You really don’t treat me like a brother!” Thurston complained.
Ethan chimed in, “You know how cold-blooded he is p>
“I know!” Thurston sighed.
Kingsley looked at him. “You know why. Make up the funds, and everything is negotiable. Otherwise, there are plenty of people wanting a piece of the Eastborough project p>
“I really can’t make it up right now p>
ubbed his forehead. The
Fletcher Group’s liquidity was tied up in other projects. “You know the Situation
Kingsley threw out three words: “Get a loan p>
“From whom? My father-in-law? Or my wife?” Thurston rolled his eyes. “You want
me dead? Get out of here p>
He muttered internally: “If Jane finds out, she’ll divorce me. I finally
managed to pullone overne
Kingsley, if screw up now,
real suicide p>
Kingsley remained silent, checked his watch, grabbed his jacket, and stood up.
“Leaving already? Did you pay the bill?” Ethan shouted at his back.
The only response was the click of the door closing.
Thurston stood up too. “I’m leaving. I’ll cover the bill. You drink slowly p>
“Wait, you called me here, and we
complained to the met
air.
“Next time, don’t call me!” Content’s
Downstairs, Kingsley walked past the lounge area. Seeing the familiar figure, he didn’t stop.
Thurston caught up to him. “You go ahead. I’ll drive them back to the hotel p>
Kingsley glanced sideways. “None of my business p>
“Right, none of your business. Since you’re divorced and all.” Thurston smirked, his tone sarcastic.