Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Inviting Guests for Dinner 

The financial crisis of the Conner Group eased somewhat after Thomas and Ryan were arrested. Alexander is a talent, he has his own theories on management and governance of the company. 

So, in the following month, many of the major issues on the surface of the Conner Group were almost well resolved by him, and the few shareholders who originally wanted to divest also stopped causing trouble in the company. 

The situation within the company had also become much more stable. 

As I had thought, Owen was burdened with several cases, and he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison. As for Ashley, Lucas had given me information, saying that because there was only Owen’s testimony, it was not enough to convict her. They could only leave a case record for her, and the other police officers couldn’t do anything for the time being. 

I had anticipated such an outcome long ago. As for the incident five years ago, the police had also issued a case-closed notice. 

As for Walter and me, perhaps it was because Ashley was being watched by the police, or perhaps for some other reason, he did not appear before me in the following days. 

I was originally waiting for him to sign the divorce agreement, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate. In this way, our marriages would no longer be related. 

But I never saw him, and I was always busy working with Alexander to develop new projects for the Conner Group, so naturally I didn’t have the energy to actively look for him. 

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The days passed in a hurry. 

River City had truly entered winter. 

On the day of the Winter Solstice, my mother and I went to visit my father, telling him about the events from five years ago, so that he could rest in peace with the knowledge. 

After leaving the cemetery, the sky over River City was foggy and the weather was very cold. I took my mother back to the Conner family, thinking about making some ginger soup to warm up. 

Before I even entered the kitchen, Olivia had already called. 

It had been some days since we last contacted. I unlocked my phone and before I could even speak, a sweet voice came from the other end, “Tabatha, are you busy?” 

I subconsciously shook my head, then realized she couldn’t see me through the phone, so I said into the phone, “Not busy, what’s up?” 

The little girl over there seemed a bit embarrassed, hesitating for a while before she asked, “Could I invite you to dinner that night?” 

I smiled, originally intending to directly ask her what was going on. But considering I had nothing to do that evening, I simply said, “Sure, I was actually thinking of inviting you to dinner, it’s been quite some time since we last met.” 

“Great, I’ll send you the address later.” The voice on the other end sounded somewhat excited upon hearing my agreement. 

After hanging up the phone, it was only a matter of seconds before Olivia sent me the address and time for the meal. 

I couldn’t help but find it a bit strange. Although I got to know Olivia because of the Hinton family, and we usually hang out, occasionally 

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meeting up for meals and shopping was a common thing. I had never seen her this happy before, why was she so cheerful today? 

I was doubtful, but I didn’t think much about it. 

I put away my phone, realizing it was getting late. I said goodbye to my mother, went back to my room to change my clothes, and then left the house. 

When I parked outside the restaurant and just got out of the car, a voice came to my ears, “You’re quite fast.” 

Turning around, I saw Alexander, which made me pause. “Are you also coming here to eat?” I asked involuntarily. At this time, he should have just gotten off work. Usually, he would go home to eat after work, mainly because he seemed to really like the food my mother made. From time to time, he would even persuade me to join him. 

He raised an eyebrow, still toying with the car keys in his hand, and looked at me, “Didn’t Ms. House tell you?” 

I was a bit confused, “Ms. House? Olivia House?” 

He looked up, but hadn’t spoken yet. 

A sweet voice rang out not far away, “Tabatha, Alexander.” 

Alexander? 

Alexander? 

I raised an eyebrow, were these two already so familiar with each other? But Alexander was calling her Ms. House, it seemed like they weren’t that close after all!