A Successful Career After Divorce

Chapter 191 Gentleness



“It doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve already asked my lawyer to handle it… I’m tired now. I’m going to take a shower.” Ranita didn’t want to continue talking about Shannon so she found an excuse to end the conversation.

“That’s fine! Let me run some water for you so you can relax in a bath.”

For a moment, Ranita was stunned.

When did Brendon become so gentle? And why was he helping with running bathwater for her? She bit down on her lip but couldn’t help feeling happy inside at his kindness compared with before when he wasn’t as caring towards her feelings.

Her tone softened slightly, “I’ll just wash up quickly. I don’t want to soak in the tub. You go ahead and deal with your work.”

Brendon came over here specifically for business matters after all; he was indeed busy.

After finishing up in the shower, Ranita saw that Brendon was still working in his study room so she made him a cup of coffee before bringing it over, “Are you still not done yet?”

“It’ll take a bit more time! Thanks!” Brendon took the coffee, had a sip, and frowned.

Ranita quickly explained, “It’s fine. I didn’t bring you coffee; it’s from the hotel. Maybe the taste isn’t that great.”

“No problem! You’re tired, go rest. I’ll sleep later,” Brendon said.

Ranita nodded.

She felt a bit surreal, as if they were back in the past. Ranita lay on the bed and chatted with Eve, “Eve, how’s your health?”

“Better! Just uncomfortable lying down every day,” Eve replied almost instantly, probably bored. “If you weren’t carrying a golden treasure, I would definitely be cursing you right now. With such a big thing happening online, and you didn’t let me help you!”

Ranita smiled.

“It’s not that I didn’t let you help. You’re also in that circle. If this incident dragged you into trouble, it might bring negative publicity to you.” Pausing, Ranita sent her a pleading emoji, “I know you mean well, but I also want what’s best for you!”

“Besides, I won’t let anyone bully me!”

Eve was feeling frustrated. She had just been surfing the internet and things were even worse than before. First, Shannon deleted her new post, then Paityn did the same.

Deleting it only made things worse as it sparked a new wave of comments claiming that Ranita was guilty and had found someone to back her up, forcing Shannon and Paityn to delete their posts.

Eve was so angry she wanted to confront those people on Twitter but her agent held her back. Instead, she used a fake account to battle with them online. However, Eve didn’t want to bother Ranita with these issues.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“If anyone bullies you again, I won’t let them get away with it!” Eve promised.

“Well then don’t go online for a while,” Ranita replied sleepily. “There’s always something happening on the internet but in a few days this will all blow over.”

After chatting for a while longer, Ranita fell asleep in a daze. She wasn’t sure how long she slept when suddenly her phone rang loudly next to her ear.

“Hello?” she answered groggily.

“Miss Bowman? This is Caleb,” came the voice from the other end of the line.

“Caleb?” Ranita squinted at her phone screen. “What’s up?”

Caleb remained silent for several seconds before finally saying slowly, “Miss Bowman… this is Mr. Stuart’s phone.”

Ranita felt embarrassed as she realized that he was right – it wasn’t even her own phone!

She sat up slightly and saw light coming from under the bathroom door – Brendon must have left his phone on their nightstand after finishing work earlier that day.

“It’s okay,” she apologized sheepishly into Caleb’s earpiece. “I’ll call Brendon over here.”

It was already 2am – definitely too late!

“… Or maybe I can pass along your message instead.”

Caleb paused before saying, “This matter is also related to you, Miss Bowman, and it’s okay if you know. I’ve contacted friends on Steland’s side regarding that ES blue velvet dress, but no one knows the specific details, so it’s impossible to purchase it.”


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