All Chapters of Second Chance at Love: From Divorcee to the Billionaire's Bride: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Luke fixed his gaze on the design draft, his eyes unwavering. "There's no need to rush. Let's wait a little longer. I've already asked someone to look into the email address. Hopefully, we'll receive good news soon."IQ was incredibly mysterious. There was no information about him online. Luke had consulted several well-known headhunters in the industry, but none of them had even the faintest idea about IQ. It was as if he had materialized out of thin air.Luke suspected that IQ intentionally concealed his real identity by using a pseudonym to submit his work. He might be a high-ranking figure in the industry.At that moment, Neil's call interrupted Luke's ruminations. Before the meeting began, Luke had specifically requested that I contact Neil so he could participate remotely.Although Neil had agreed verbally, there was no response from his end when I tried to connect him as the meeting commenced. Luke's face visibly darkened.As the head of Hanque, Neil's performance had been

As I worried the reporters might keep following us, I planned to go straight home and order dog food delivery.When we were about ten meters from my usual pet shop, Luke, who had been discussing work with me, glanced at the store and said, "You mentioned buying dog food this morning."I didn't stop. "I'll order delivery instead.""Last time they delivered, it was nearly expired.""Then wait in the car for a bit."My Samoyed has an excellent sense of smell and can detect near-expired food. It turns its nose up at it.Wanting to avoid the same situation again, I parked in front of the pet store.As I was getting out, Luke unbuckled his seatbelt. "Goofy's been going through toys quickly lately. We need to buy some new ones.""It's because my dog is too rough. I'll buy Goofy's toys."My dog and Goofy are complete opposites. Though Goofy is timid, he's no longer as afraid now that he's familiar with my dog.When my dog gets rowdy, Goofy lazily opens an eye to glance at him, not bo

"Online collaboration?" "Yes. He declined a face-to-face meeting." IQ's response was brief and direct, characteristic of someone confident in their talent."We can collaborate online, but we'll need his identification and resume." Every detail of the collaboration must be precise. If any issues arise during the process, Hanque could suffer significant losses.Luke handed me a glass of water. "If he has time, we can discuss the details of the collaboration.""I'll reply to him right away."While waiting for his response, I stayed at Luke's place, playing with the two dogs. Goofy had the same indifferent attitude towards both me and the other dog. Whenever I touched him, he barely lifted an eyelid, and I could see disdain in his eyes. Was Goofy really this aloof?Just as I was about to tell Luke about Goofy's disdain, the living room filled with the captivating voice of a nostalgic love song. The song brought a flood of memories, causing my emotions to fluctuate before slowly calm

In the courtyard, the cool night breeze helped clear my head a bit. What just happened was an accident. I practically fled from Luke's house, feeling as if I had some improper thoughts about him, and my guilty conscience was all over my face!But I have no fantasies about him!I patted my slightly warm cheeks, hanging my head in frustration as I returned home. Just as I was closing the gate, I saw Luke standing not far away. He always keeps his word. When he said he would see me home, he meant it. He must have followed me, witnessing my awkwardness. He's so perceptive, he must know I have no feelings for him!Right now, I wished I could adopt the ostrich tactic and pretend not to see him, quietly shutting the gate."You forgot something," Luke said, handing me the shopping bag."Thanks for bringing it over."I approached Luke and took the bag from his hand."Get some rest," he said, glancing down at me."You too."I didn't dare look him in the eyes the whole time. Back in the

"Shall we taste the wine?" Mrs. Walker suggested."After you, Mrs. Walker," I replied politely.I lifted the glass, giving it a gentle swirl before taking a small sip."This Cabernet Sauvignon has several distinctive notes," Mrs. Walker explained. "The one we're tasting today has a lovely bouquet of blackcurrant with a hint of cedar.""You certainly know a lot about wine, Mrs. Walker."My father was a wine enthusiast, and I occasionally joined him for tastings. However, I never fully grasped its complexity, often finding the tannins overwhelming.Father always advised me not to rush, to savor each sip. He would say that every wine had its unique character, and once you developed a taste for it, it became irresistible.I usually lacked the patience, but here I was, experiencing my first serious wine tasting under such unusual circumstances."Wine tasting can be quite meditative, cultivating patience and refining the palate. Luke is quite skilled at it.""Mr. Walker only drinks