บททั้งหมดของ She Moved On and Glowed Up — Now Her Ex-Husband and Son Want Her Forgiveness: บทที่ 361 - บทที่ 370

Nora’s embarrassment deepened, her cheeks tinged pink. “Oh no, it’s really not what you think,” she said quickly. “We’re just friends. He came to the convention with his nephew, and we happened to grab dinner afterward.”The restaurant owner tilted her head curiously. “A convention, huh? Sounds like something you two have in common. Usually only couples or really close friends go to those together.”Nora tried to stay patient. “Actually, my friend got the tickets, and I just went along for fun. He was there with his nephew. It was just coincidence we ran into each other.”Ian finally stepped in with a calm smile. “Ma’am, you’re overthinking it. We really are just friends. But I do value her company, and I hope we can grab a meal or chat again sometime.”The woman looked between them, half-convinced. “Alright then, maybe I read it wrong. Still, you two have great chemistry. Either way, enjoy your dinner.” With a knowing smile, she left the room.Nora sighed helplessly and turned to

Travis let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “You were with Ian, weren’t you? The way you two acted today, it was obvious something’s going on.”Nora’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept her voice steady. “So what if I was? We’re just friends. He only gave me a ride home.”“Friends?” Travis’s tone rose. “The way he looks at you is anything but friendly. Moving on to another guy right after divorce, what do you think that does to Quinton?”That hit a nerve. Nora’s patience snapped. “Don’t you dare use Quinton as an excuse. Whatever’s between us, leave him out of it. When you did what you did before, did you ever stop to think about how that would affect him?”There was silence on the line. When Travis finally spoke again, his voice had lost its edge, replaced with guilt and frustration. “I know I messed up. I’ve been trying to make things right, Nora… I really have.”Nora’s voice softened slightly but stayed firm. “Travis, I don’t want to argue anymore. My mind’s a mess. I’m hanging up.”

After hanging up, Nora’s sleepiness vanished.She tossed and turned in bed, that familiar pressure creeping back the moment Gillian reappeared in her life. The woman was like a shadow that never left, always showing up whenever things started to calm down.Finally she got up, opened her laptop, and went through the studio’s active projects, client list, and finances until she had a clear picture of everything. It was nearly dawn by the time she forced herself to shut it down and lie back down. She dozed for only a few hours before morning broke.Nora arrived at the studio early. Eric and Jodi were already there, both looking grave.“It’s messier than we thought,” Eric said without preamble. “We declined the obviously suspicious orders, but a few slipped in earlier and have already started moving through the pipeline. The teammate handling them did not realize the red flags at the time. The contracts are active now. If we cannot deliver on time and up to spec, the penalties will be

Nora and Eric practically lived at the studio, working around the clock to find a way out of the mess. Then, by sheer luck, a breakthrough came.While sorting through old client files, Jodi stumbled upon something odd—a contact address from one of the problematic “clients” matched the registered address of a shell company owned by Gillian Lawson.It wasn’t solid enough to serve as legal evidence, but it was a powerful lead.Nora immediately decided to use it. She had Eric discreetly leak the information to Gillian—just enough to make it clear they’d found a connection and were prepared to take legal action if necessary.The move worked.The stream of fake inquiries began to slow. Some of the most difficult “clients” suddenly softened their tone, agreeing to renegotiate their contracts.Meanwhile, Eric managed to reach an old contact who agreed to supply the raw materials they desperately needed. The price was steep, but it pulled them back from the brink.After weeks of grinding

“Their manager wouldn’t even meet me,” the supplier said with a heavy sigh. “I went to the factory to plead in person. With the way things are, there’s nothing more I can do.”After the call ended, the office fell silent. Only their strained breathing filled the room.Nora sagged into her chair, hands cradling her head. Her mind raced and blanked at the same time.At last, Eric broke the silence. “We can’t sit here and wait for the worst. If this supplier is a dead end, we cast a wider net and find new ones.”“I’ll reach out to everyone I know in the business,” he said. “One by one. Nora, pull a list of reputable manufacturers with stable output and start calling down the line. Jodi, keep your eyes on the industry groups. If anything pops up, jump on it.”Nora lifted her head. She was exhausted, but she nodded. “That’s our best shot. Let’s move now.”They split up and got to work.Nora stared at her screen, fingers flying over the keyboard as search terms stacked line after line