NovelEnglishChapter 157 Carl led them down the hall to the door of Stewart's office and knocked.
"Cin." A deep male voice rumbled from inside.
Carl opened the door and stepped in. "Mr. Wentworth, Ms. Kensington and Mr. Delaney are here." At his words, Stewart, who had been standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced indifferently at James, but his gaze quickly settled on Briony.
"This is a private matter," Stewart said coolly. "Let any outsiders wait outside." Briony frowned. "Mr. Delaney isn't an outsider." "Not an outsider?" Stewart gave a cold, mocking laugh. "What, has he already been given a special status with you?" Briony couldn't be bothered to argue. She turned to James. "Wait foroutside." James shot Stewart a glare, then looked at Briony. "Don't worry, I'll be right outside. If he gives you any trouble, just call out I'll cright in!" Briony couldn't help smiling at him, touched by his protectiveness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStewart took in this softer side of her, and his eyes narrowed further, darkening.
Briony stepped into the office. Carl closed the door behind her.
James really did plant himself just outside and refused to budge.
Carl invited him to the lounge to wait, but James stood there like a sentry, his face set in stone. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here! Who knows what your crazy boss might try to pull on Bryn?" Carl looked a bit embarrassed and adjusted his glasses, but said nothing more, simply stepping aside to wait quietly.
Inside the office.
Stewart walked over to the coffee machine and personally brewed a fresh cup of coffee.
He brought it over to Briony and offered it to her. "I remember you like this brand," he said. "They just released a new batch of beans. Want to give it a try?" The aroma filled the air, rich and inviting.
Briony had always relied on coffee to get through late nights at work. But now, with a baby on the way, coffee was out of the question.
Not to mention, even if she weren't pregnant, she wouldn't accept anything Stewart made.
She looked at him coldly, irritated by how calm and collected he acted, as if nothing had happened between them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Stewart, I don't think either of us is in the mood to sit and sip coffee together," she said, voice icy. "There's Rosita between us. There's my mother's death between us. Forget being husband and wife-I can't even stand the thought of being casual friends with you. It makes my skin crawl." Stewart's brow furrowed, and he quietly set the coffee down on the table.
"I'll give you an explanation about your mother," he said, his tone low.
"She's dead. What kind of explanation could possibly matter now?" Stewart turned to face her, his eyes shadowed. "Just givea little more time. Please." Briony's heart was long past hope.
"Stewart, ever since the truth about Irwin cout, there's there's been nothing left between us. I can't trust you at all." She fixed him with a cold stare. "Right now, all I want is to end this marriage."
Stewart's lashes flickered, and for a moment, he seemed almost mostom resigned. With a sigh, he walked to his desk, picked up a document, and handed it to her.
"I know you don't trustanymore, so I drew up a new agreement," he i said. "Everything's in writing my signature, the firm's seal. The minute you sign and stamp it, it's legally binding." Briony frowned, glancing down at the document in his hand.
"Take a look," Stewart said quietly. "You're the main beneficiary of this agreement."
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