All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Your Ex-Wife Is Absolutely Killing It in the Research World!: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

On the other end of the line, Xena was quiet for a few seconds. “If you want to get back at Miranda, then beat her with your actual ability. Outshining her will embarrass her far more than anything else.”Fiona blinked in surprise. In that moment, she remembered that Xena was only her half-sister. She was not someone who would truly stand up for her. Depending on Xena was always less reliable than depending on herself.Fiona slowly regained her composure and let out a long breath. “You’re right. But you and Mr. Gibson can’t just keep dragging things out like this. You’re almost twenty-eight. If you don't marry into the Gibson family while you're still young, how much longer are you going to wait? Aren't you afraid he’ll have a change of heart?”Fiona still wanted to know when Xena planned to marry Felix. She needed Xena to hold the line for the family.“Felix has been buried in work these past two years. I don’t want to pressure him right now,” Xena replied. “Besides, I have a char

Leo gave a quiet laugh. “Makes sense. Even if you and Miranda are divorced, living right under her place will make it a lot easier to look after Mia.”Felix shot him a look but remained silent.The elevator doors chimed open. Leo stepped out first, followed by Felix, who was carrying two elegantly wrapped gift bags containing musical dolls.When the doorbell rang, Mrs. Young hurried out from the kitchen. “Vivian, that must be your uncle.”She checked the video monitor and relaxed when Leo’s face appeared. She opened the door, but when she looked outside, she froze in surprise. “Mr. Lincoln? Mr. Gibson? You both came?”Leo smiled politely. “I’m here to pick Vivian up.”“I see. Please come in.” Mrs. Young quickly brought out two pairs of men’s slippers.“The children are in the playroom. Make yourselves comfortable. I’ll go upstairs and let Mrs. Stone know.” She hurried toward the spiral staircase.Miranda was still in the study working when Mrs. Young rushed in. “Ma’am, Mr. Linc

At ten thirty that morning, inside a high-end jewelry boutique downtown, a man in casual clothes stood at the counter, leaning slightly as he studied the display.From the moment he walked in, every sales associate in the store had been captivated by him. He was not only handsome but tall and well built, with a natural, effortless kind of masculinity that was impossible to ignore.“He’s so handsome. Seriously, he’s unreal,” one of them whispered.“Do you think he’s an actor?”“No way. He’s way better-looking than most A-listers.”Mike paid no attention to the glances in his direction. His expression remained calm and composed as he focused on the pieces beneath the glass, a quiet elegance in the way he carried himself.He remembered that Miranda almost always wore a watch and rarely wore necklaces. Whatever he chose had to be something practical she could wear every day.A brooch? Earrings?Finally, Mike stopped at the earring counter. His fingers tapped lightly on the glass as

Felix sat on the sofa with the gift box resting in his hands. His fingers mindlessly brushed against the edges of the box. After a few seconds, he checked his watch, stood up, and headed out.Instead of taking the elevator, Felix took the stairs. Just as he pushed open the stairwell door, he heard a young girl’s voice.“Uncle Leo, can we really celebrate Aunt Miranda’s birthday with her?”“Yes,” Leo replied gently. “She’ll be happy to see us.”Felix stopped in his tracks. He instinctively stepped back, staying in the shadowed corner beside the elevator.Leo rang the doorbell.A moment later, the door opened, and Mrs. Young’s voice rang out. “Ma’am, Mr. Lincoln and Vivian are here.”Then came Miranda’s surprised voice. “Leo, what are you two doing here?”“Vivian wanted to play with Mia, so I brought her over. And I picked up a little birthday gift on the way,” Leo said.“Aunt Miranda, Uncle Leo put a lot of thought into this gift. I hope you like it!” Vivian added.Miranda’s v

“Alright, then we can have cake after dinner.” Miranda smiled gently.“Mia, we have to save a little room so we can eat cake later,” Mia said very seriously to Vivian.The adults at the table couldn’t help laughing at her earnest tone.Seeing how relaxed everyone was, Miranda let out a quiet breath of relief. She had worried the evening might feel awkward.“Mom, I’m full,” Mia said, setting down her utensils.“Me too,” Vivian chimed in.Mia and Vivian had barely finished half a bowl of pasta before their minds drifted straight to the cake.*Compared with the warmth upstairs, the downstairs lobby felt cold and empty.Felix stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of whiskey in his hand. Half of it was already gone. He tilted his head back and finished the rest in one swallow. His Adam’s apple moved as he drank, and his eyes slowly lifted toward the ceiling.A moment later, faint laughter drifted down from the balcony above. A little girl’s bright, crisp gigg