Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 138

Garry’s invitation was so enthusiastic that Carney couldn’t very well turn him down.

But he already had plans for the evening.

After a quick consideration, he glanced at Garry. “I’m actually having dinner with Professor Thornton from the Antiquarian Society’s Legal Defense Group and our legal team tonight. Mr. Ferguson, if you don’t mind, would you like to join us?”

Garry gave a faint smile. “Anyone willing to contribute to the preservation of our cultural heritage has my respect. I’d be glad to make their acquaintance.”

…

Silveridge, at a private restaurant.

By the time Carney and his group arrived at the reserved dining room, Professor Thornton and the others were already there.

Professor Thornton and Carney went way back—they’d been like-minded friends since their university days, and even now, well into their careers, they were both determined to do their part for the country.

“Professor Winslow, you’re here! Let me introduce you—this is Stewart Wentworth, Northborough’s most renowned attorney and the top legal mind in the field!”

Hearing Stewart’s name, both Briony and James paused in surprise.

They exchanged a knowing look.

James let out a low whistle. “Small world, huh?”

Briony pressed her lips together, silently agreeing.

What were the odds of running into him here? The world really was small sometimes.

Professor Thornton continued his introductions, beaming with pride. “And these are Attorney Chambers and Attorney Tristan, both part of Mr. Wentworth’s team…” Thornton had already been chatting with Stewart before Carney’s group arrived, and the more they spoke, the more convinced he was that he’d found the perfect person for the job.

“I was actually being modest earlier—Mr. Wentworth’s reputation is huge these days. I watched his recent legal interview on TV—young, brilliant, truly impressive! We’re lucky to have him on our side!”

Carney stepped forward to shake Stewart’s hand. “Attorney Wentworth, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Stewart took his hand, his voice deep. “Professor Winslow, a pleasure.”

James had already given Carney a rough rundown of Stewart and Briony’s history over the phone.

As Carney looked at Stewart—imposing, sharp-featured, with a commanding presence—he couldn’t help but think, *Talented, certainly. But as for his character… best left unmentioned.*

Still, since Professor Thornton had arranged tonight’s gathering for the sake of heritage preservation, Carney wasn’t about to let personal feelings spoil the mood.

James and Briony clearly felt the same. They were all here for a bigger cause.

After the introductions, everyone took their seats.

Briony found herself seated between Carney and James, directly across from Stewart.