Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time (Charlene and Thorne) novel Chapter 418

A while back, when Kevitt Smith—someone she deeply respected in the field—flew in from overseas just to meet Charlene and Stewart, he’d casually mentioned to her that if she’d joined PrimeStar last year, her professional growth would have been extraordinary. At the time, she wholeheartedly agreed. She’d even resented Charlene for blocking her path to PrimeStar, feeling she’d been robbed of a pivotal opportunity.

But now, watching Charlene standing confidently by Stewart’s side, seeing how much she’d grown in less than a year, she realized she’d lost far more than she’d ever imagined.

After all, it wasn’t just Stewart. There was Kenton too.

Kenton was a powerhouse—not only was he formidably skilled, but his position also gave him first access to the most comprehensive and cutting-edge information in their field.

That kind of advantage was a massive boost for both Stewart and Charlene.

Her mother had always said that if she’d landed a job at PrimeStar, with her intelligence and work ethic, she would’ve outpaced Charlene in no time.

But there are no “what ifs” in life.

All of that was just wishful thinking now.

The realization made her eyes go cold as she watched Charlene across the room. “No wonder she was willing to walk away from The Henderson Group back then. So that’s why…”

Thinking back on the way Charlene had orchestrated her departure from The Henderson Group, maneuvered close to Stewart, and blocked her own daughter’s path into PrimeStar—it all seemed less like coincidence and more like a careful game of chess. Looking at everything Charlene had now, Maureen finally saw her for who she was: someone not to be underestimated.

She murmured, “I never realized how calculating she truly is.”

Charlene was chatting with someone nearby when she glanced over and caught the icy stares from Maureen and her daughter. In the past, whenever the two of them looked her way, it was always with a mixture of disdain and indifference. Today, though, their attitude had shifted, and their eyes were cold—almost hostile.

She noticed, but didn’t care enough to dwell on it. With a cool indifference, Charlene turned her attention back to her conversation.

To Vesta and her mother, Charlene’s reaction looked smug, almost triumphant—like she’d already won, like she’d left them in the dust.