The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 181

Catherine’s face appeared in Lance’s mind, pale and distant, just like the day she asked for a divorce out of the blue. For the two years they’d been married, she’d been like a Ragdoll cat—beautiful in a way that always caught him off guard, pulling at something deep inside him when he least expected it. But she always kept her distance, and that kept Lance from ever letting himself fall completely.

He pressed his fingers to his brow, forcing himself back to reality as his focus cleared.

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Adolf came in with Lewis to sign the contract. Catherine had everything ready and followed Lance into the conference room. As soon as she walked in, she spotted Lewis, dressed in a crisp suit, sitting next to Adolf.

“Lance. Catherine.” Lewis stood and nodded to Lance. When he said Catherine’s name, his voice softened in a way that was hard to miss.

Adolf gave him a smile, eyes flickering with a teasing look that lingered on Catherine and Lewis.

“Adolf,” Catherine said, greeting only him. She wasn’t sure what position Lewis held, so calling him by his first name didn’t feel right.

Adolf nodded, then got straight to business. “Lance, from now on, Lewis will handle our partnership with SilverLeaf Industries. He’s the new project manager.”

Lance pulled out a chair and sat down, fiddling with his watch as he glanced at Lewis, his expression impossible to read.

“Lance, I’m looking forward to working together,” Lewis said, leaning forward and offering his hand.

“So, does this mean Adolf wants Catherine moved over to manage the collaboration too?” Lance’s handshake was quick, his voice calm but carrying a hint of challenge.

Adolf caught the edge in his tone and answered right away. “No, just stick with the original plan, Lance.”

Catherine sat across from Lewis, acting like she hadn’t heard a thing. She nodded at him. “Lewis.”

“I look forward to working with you,” Lewis replied, giving her a genuine smile but not reaching across the table for a handshake.

Lance opened his laptop, clicked into the attachment, and started reading every line.

The glow from the screen lit up his glasses. Behind the lenses, his brown eyes flickered as he read. When he reached the last line—‘This project has extremely high potential’—he took off his glasses.

“Well, if Catherine has this much faith in the project, then let’s sign,” he said, uncapping the pen and writing his bold signature across the final page.

Catherine was a little lost. Why did it sound like she was the one taking responsibility for the project’s success?

“Guess we all owe Catherine for this one,” Adolf said, getting up and smiling as he walked over to shake Lance’s hand. “Let them go over the project details. I have something I’d like to talk to you about in private, Lance.”

Catherine closed her laptop, put it in her briefcase, and stood to leave. Lewis followed right behind, grabbing his own case.

“Catherine.”