All Chapters of Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

For the rest of the ten-hour long-haul flight, Calvin sat next to Anna. The two of them either spoke in hushed voices, occasionally writing and sketching on documents, or exchanged light smiles.Even during meals, they continued chatting, creating an atmosphere of perfect harmony.Their voices were so low that Adriana couldn’t make out what they were discussing. She tried to focus on her papers, determined not to let irrelevant thoughts distract her.Eventually, she drifted off to sleep, still clutching her documents. When she woke, the cabin was unusually quiet. Most passengers were asleep, the reading lights dimmed by the flight attendants, leaving only a soft, hazy glow in the first-class section.It was then that she noticed Anna leaning against the back of her chair, her head tilted slightly toward Calvin. At first glance, it almost looked as if they were nestled together, sleeping.The seats were adjusted to the perfect recline for rest

Anna slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to grab that broad, slender hand. "Falling in love is a matter between two people, but marriage involves two families—especially a prestigious family like the Walkers. Without enough strength to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, sooner or later, one has to leave. Adriana will never enter the Walker family in this lifetime. Grandpa specifically told me that as long as he lives, she will never step foot inside, not even half a step."This was her bottom line, and because of it, she was never afraid of Adriana dangling in front of Calvin’s eyes.Calvin withdrew his hand, avoiding her touch. "And what makes you think you have what it takes to enter the Walker family?"Anna's expression froze in horror.She had thought that as long as her father and the Walker family reached an agreement, nothing could change the marriage. But she had underestimated Calvin’s iron will. Would he really go against

Adriana had never reacted so quickly before. In less than the blink of an eye, she dodged Calvin’s hand, moving swiftly to the door. Composing herself, she casually smoothed her long hair and smiled.“What was the president saying just now? I’ve remembered it. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to do my job seriously.”Calvin’s fingers lingered in the air for a moment before curling into a fist. He quickly concealed any reaction and responded smoothly, “Then I’ll leave the hard work to Lawyer Clarke.”After their seamless exchange, Adriana turned to Miley and smiled warmly. “Secretary Miley, are the miners organized?”Miley, still in a daze, struggled to process what she had just seen.She could have sworn she saw the president’s hand moving intimately near Lawyer Clarke’s face, as if they were sharing a secret.But now, the mood was completely serious again.H

Carson picked up his phone, put it down, then picked it up again. He had lost count of how many times he hesitated, calculating the time difference between New York and London.It was already afternoon over there—more than ten hours of flight time. Adriana can’t still be sleeping… can she?‘Will I disturb her rest?’Tossing and turning, he couldn't sleep. Watching the dawn break, he found himself lost in thought about the law firm. His gaze drifted to Adriana’s forbidden office, the closed door standing like a barrier. His mood felt hollow—like the emptiness of a lost love.The moment Adriana’s message appeared in the work group, he hurriedly called her.His series of movements were so swift that he took his own breath away.The phone connected, but there was only the sound of wind in the background—she was clearly outdoors. Carson immediately followed up, “Are you outside?”

He wants to make a deal for dinner?She is just a part B, not a slave.Taking a deep breath, Adriana smiled slightly. “If you’re not hungry, you can stay here and enjoy the scenery. I’ll find a restaurant myself. Don’t tell me every restaurant along the riverbank is on the bayou—if that’s the case, I’ll just have to put up with it.”Calvin followed her, though he despised the idea of chasing after a woman and trying to guess her thoughts. Yet, he still did it.“Stop.”Adriana sighed helplessly, closing her eyes. Her hands hung loosely at her sides, fists forming as if she might swing at him in the next moment. “Alright, say what you need to say.”“For the next week, whatever you hear and see—don’t believe it.”“In what way?”Calvin stepped past her, taking the lead. “You’ll find out.”“Anyth