Semua Bab Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Bab 191 - Bab 200

In just a few days, Adriana had grown afraid of Carson. Quick on her feet and even quicker with her words, she worried that, at this rate, the entire upper class of New York City would soon know about their affair.Carson said, “As far as I remember, Anna doesn’t seem like the type to actively pick fights. And it’s true that I don’t like her character, but it’s not so bad that it’s outrageous—unless you two have a deep grudge.”Carson was also a little intimidating. As a lawyer, he had the ability to analyze situations beyond the surface, cutting straight to the core with seamless precision.But Adriana didn’t feel that her relationship with him was at a level where she could share personal details. Once again, she changed the subject. “Deputy Director Carson, are we still going to the Public Security Bureau? Are you still looking at the evidence?”She clearly didn’t want to continue the conversation, and since it seemed to invade her privacy or touch a sore spot, Carson decided not t

Snow was so angry she stomped her foot and cursed again. “See? That’s Calvin’s brilliance — he sells you out and you still count the money with a smile! Adriana, ten million is nothing to him! Look at you — satisfied with scraps. It’s stupid!”Adriana patted Snow’s back, trying to calm her down. Her eyes curved into a smile. “You’re all my own, my dearest friends. But right now, what I need is money. Besides Calvin, who else is handing me ten million? Where else am I going to earn that?”Snow’s eyes filled with tears as she wiped them with the back of her hand. “You… Clarke’s precious daughter, used to buying cars and watches without blinking — wasn’t eight or ten million just pocket change to you? Oh, my Adriana, how did you fall this far for a man?”“Okay, okay,” Adriana said soothingly. “What’s wrong with accepting it when the money’s already in my hands? Do you know how many people would envy me?”“You traded your heart for it. Can you really put a price on that?” Snow’s voice cra

Just three simple words, no signature.Adriana took the slightly wilted bouquet from her desk and handed it to the receptionist. “Please throw this one out for me. Thanks.”Then, with a bright smile, she took the fresh bouquet from Carson’s hand, held it up to her nose, and took a deep breath.“These smell amazing. I really love today’s flowers.”Carson’s expression darkened, but he turned around and instructed the receptionist, “Go back to work.”The receptionist sensed that the atmosphere wasn’t right and quickly busied herself, hugging the flowers and slipping away.Carson shut the door and stared at the roses with eyes that could pierce through walls.“Who sent them?”Adriana carefully placed the flowers on her desk, gently fiddling with the petals. The smile on her face didn’t waver.“A person who shall not be named.”“Suitor? Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?”It occurred to him that he had never actually asked Adriana about her relationship status. Could she already be married t

Taking on a new assignment arranged by the law firm while assisting Grand Empire with their lawsuit, Adriana knew in her heart that it was her responsibility, even if she couldn’t fully handle it at the time. But that wasn’t the real reason.So, when she spoke to Calvin, she tried to be polite, avoiding anger or defensiveness.“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect the scheduling conflict, but don’t worry — my focus will still be on Grand Empire, and I won’t let down the trust you’ve placed in me.”Calvin was surprised that Adriana didn’t come at him with thorns today. Did she actually realize she was in the wrong?“You know how to split your attention?” Calvin asked. “These two cases aren’t even in the same city, and both are major cases. So tell me, how exactly are you prioritizing them? How do you plan to divide your time?”His tone, unusually calm, gradually softened the air of hostility in the car. The atmosphere cooled back to normal, and the soft piano music in the background suddenly bec

Twenty minutes after the car started moving, the low-pressure atmosphere still lingered, and the delicate balance seemed as if it could be broken by a single heavy breath.Kevin wanted to speak but didn’t dare. Several times, he secretly observed the CEO’s expression in the rearview mirror. Ever since Calvin had kicked Adriana out of the car, his mood had been bad. In the past, his facial expressions had been so uniform that it was almost impossible to tell what he was feeling. But whenever he fought with Adriana, it became obvious—whether he was angry or, on rare occasions, happy.Of course, happiness was the exception.As the car neared its scheduled destination, Kevin finally mustered the courage to speak in a low voice. “President, I’m not sure whether I should say this or not.”Calvin replied, “If you shouldn’t say it, then don’t.”At least he responded. As long as the president was willing to speak, it meant his mood wasn’t bad enough to kill someone.Guessing that Calvin’s mood