Chapter 83
That meant, if Vesta wished, she could come to work there anytime. The favoritism Thorne showed was something Charlene had long stopped bothering to count. While sipping from her coffee, Charlene’s gaze drifted to the glass door where a figure stood. She looked up slightly. It was Thorne. She paused. Thorne’s gaze met hers, yet it seemed his focus was elsewhere. Turning back, Charlene noticed Vesta offering a slight nod toward the door, greeting Thorne. Then, Vesta turned to Mr. Ferrell, “I’ll be off then.”
Then, Mr. Ferrell and Quincy realized Thorne’s presence.
Approaching noon, Thorne had come down specifically to take Vesta out for lunch.
As Quincy and the others started to stand up, Thorne waved them off, “Please, don’t worry about me. Go ahead with your work.”
They nodded in agreement, busying themselves.
Thorne politely addressed Stewart, “Sorry, I can’t host you personally due to my schedule. Mr. Ferguson, I hope you can understand.”noveldrama
“Mr. Henderson, you’re too kind. I completely understand the demands of your schedule,” Stewart responded.
Thorne smiled, his gaze briefly meeting Charlene’s before he and Vesta left together.
Thorne’s extensive business portfolio was well-known within the industry. Stewart hadn’t expected to find
Thorne and Vesta at Neural Nexus Tech.
We turned to Charlene, patting her shoulder silently in a comforting gesture.
Charlene shook her head. She was fine. Heading to Neural Nexus Tech, Charlene was mentally preparing to possibly run into Thorne. What she didn’t see coming was bumping into Vesta there too.
Quincy had mentioned a few days ago that Vesta had visited Neural Nexus Tech, but Charlene had assumed it was a one-time occurrence. She hadn’t realized that Vesta treated Thorne’s company almost as her own, coming and going as she pleased and being so familiar with everyone there.
The contract they discussed involved technical collaboration in later stages and contained numerous clauses to avoid potential disputes during the partnership. Every clause required meticulous discussion.
It was past five in the afternoon when they finalized the contract terms.
After Stewart signed, Mr. Ferrell personally took the documents for Thorne’s signature.
Stewart paused, “Mr. Henderson is still in the office?”
“Yes.” Quincy added, “He’s busy dealing with another project.”
Stewart wondered, ‘Is that so? Is it because he’s busy, or is it because Charlene is there, and he prefers not to interact too much?”
Charlene wondered the same.
Quincy and Stewart, both tech folks, had known each other before.
With the contract signed and a moment to relax, Quincy coughed softly, lowering his voice, “Ms. Hawkins has been with Mr. Henderson all day. Their relationship, well, it’s solid.” Sitting right beside Stewart, Charlene couldn’t help but overhear.
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Soon after, Mr. Ferrell returned with the documents signed by Thorne.
Stewart had personal matters to attend to that evening and declined Mr. Ferrell’s dinner invitation.
Mr. Ferrell and Quincy didn’t insist, politely seeing them out, only to bump into Thorne and Vesta by the
elevator.