All Chapters of Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Chapter 581 - Chapter 590

Sitting in Calvin’s office, Adriana fell into deep thought.Why had she come again?On the desk in front of her was the laptop she had once used while handling his case. Now, it had some new software installed, including various movie streaming apps.Adriana was a bit confused. What was Calvin up to?As a frequent visitor to Calvin’s office, the staff of the president’s office were familiar with Adriana—especially Secretary Nancy. When she brought coffee, she had even prepared Adriana’s favorite snacks and whispered, “Miss Clarke, if you need anything, just let me know.”Adriana smiled, glancing at Calvin, who was carefully reviewing documents, and quietly asked, “How is Mr. Walker feeling lately?”Nancy thought for a moment. “We can’t really read the president’s mood, but the company is running smoothly, so it should be fine.”Adriana blinked. “What about… personal matters?”Nancy dared not gossip in front of the president and only whispered, “Wait a moment.”A few minutes later, she

Adriana stood up, smiled, and gestured politely. “Mr. Walker, please sit down. What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea?”Peter sat on the sofa in the meeting room, facing her. “You didn’t call me here just to have tea.”The Walker family wasn’t stupid—they caught on quickly. Adriana liked that about them. She poured him a cup of coffee. “You’re so busy, I wouldn’t dare waste your time on idle chatter.”Peter studied her silently, trying to figure out what she was up to. “After all, we are family. There’s no need to be so formal. Even though you’ve left the Walker family, in my heart you’ll always be the best sister-in-law, and the perfect match for Calvin.”Adriana smiled inwardly. No wonder he was Peter—he knew exactly how to make people feel warm and touched.“Since the Deputy General Manager considers me family, then I’ll speak as

Calvin burst into laughter, as if watching a fool trying to pull a tiger’s whiskers. “Don’t you think that’s a bit much?”Adriana was prepared for his sarcasm and replied calmly, “A bit, but I am risking retaliation from Peter to stand up for you. I am not doing this for a mere verbal thank-you.”Calvin leaned back against the sofa, his right hand resting on his leg, his long fingers pointing lazily. “You want to stay at GE Group? That’s not impossible.”Adriana’s heart skipped a beat, but she knew he had more to say. “Finish your sentence.”“Kevin is currently on a business trip abroad, so the assistant position is temporarily vacant.”Adriana nearly lost her temper upon hearing this and exclaimed, “I want to learn from Marshal, not be your assistant—serving tea and running errands!”Calvin remained unmoved. “The opportunity is

Eleanor.This was a name Adriana had never heard before.From the servant’s scattered remarks, Adriana had already learned most of what she needed to know. Calvin once had a deeply loved childhood sweetheart, unanimously recognized by the elders of the Walker family as the ideal daughter-in-law. She was the light of his life.What kind of relationship had they shared? Had they grown up together, innocent and carefree, witnessing each other’s growth and treasuring every beautiful moment of their youth?Isn’t that what childhood sweethearts are supposed to be?Adriana let out a bitter smile. No wonder she couldn’t enter Calvin’s heart no matter how hard she tried. It was already occupied by someone else, leaving no room for her.When he was forced to marry her, he must have been furious and resentful—perhaps even harboring a trace of revenge.Since the woman he loved was out of reach, everyone else wa

The hazy sensation of being half-drunk was pleasant, but not quite enough—because she couldn’t make out Calvin’s expression clearly.In her memory, his face was always cold and sharp, like the edge of a knife. But tonight, she suddenly couldn’t see it clearly.That feeling of weightlessness was both unsettling and terrifying.She squinted, trying to focus, and after a while, she heard the man without features say,“You’ve had too much to drink?”He didn’t answer her question directly.Was that an admission, or was he just avoiding it?Adriana forced a bitter smile. She couldn’t drink, but she could eat, right? She shoved a few bites of spicy noodles into her mouth. The intense heat and pain rushed up at once, and tears began to flow freely again.Later, Calvin drove her home.She staggered upstairs, collapsed onto the sofa, and lay there limp and dazed.In her