Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 691

Charles still remembered Whitney smiling and offering him her best wishes before he left that day, saying sincerely, “I hope that your blind date goes well, Mr. Newton.”

He stared at his phone screen, seemingly lost in thought. Now that I think about it, I bet Whitney’s sudden resignation has something to do with going home for a blind date.

Nevertheless, he swiftly cast his thoughts aside as his slender fingers typed out a reply to the oceanarium director: No need for that. When she clears her paycheck, give her the proper compensation per the standard resignation procedure.

The oceanarium director texted back: Mr. Newton, monetary compensation shouldn’t be offered in circumstances like hers where she submitted the resignation letter on her own and with the resignation statement being personal reasons.

Charles: As I said, settle it as per usual.

Those few simple words were enough for him to convey his displeasure and authoritative demeanor to the oceanarium director, resulting in the latter’s prompt reply: Very well.

After closing the chat window, Charles was about to put down his phone when a new text message popped up from an unknown number: Mr. Newton, this is Jessamyn Cloud. Are you free today at noon? I’d like to treat you to lunch. Because of my mood yesterday, I may have spoken somewhat harshly and come off as unfriendly toward you. I wish to apologize to you in person. Is that okay?

He frowned almost immediately when he saw the words “Jessamyn Cloud,” and the disgust in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Out of politeness, though, he had no choice but to reply: I’m busy.

Jessamyn responded with a sobbing emoji and the words: You’re a gentleman, Mr. Newton. Please don’t turn me down. We’ll just be having a meal. My dad gave me a stern scolding after I returned home yesterday. I sincerely apologize to you for my previous misconduct, Mr. Newton. Can you give me a chance to explain in person? The Cloud family is strict. My dad will kill me if I don’t see you.

She ended the message with another crying emoji.

Charles frowned as he read the woman’s texts, a little irritated by the continuous pinging of the text message notification.

His display of gentlemanly demeanor was contingent upon the person he was conversing with. In the past, he reserved such behavior solely for Gwendolyn. However, in the presence of anyone else, his civility was largely absent, let alone any traces of gentlemanliness.

Just as he was about to block her contact, a child’s head suddenly entered his line of sight, obscuring his vision of his phone screen.

Zendaya had heard his phone pinging nonstop and had run over to investigate.

“Who is it, Uncle Charles?”

Charles never hid anything from her, so he answered truthfully, “It’s Jessamyn, the daughter of the Cloud family whom you met yesterday at the restaurant. She’s the one who sent the texts.”

Zendaya pouted in displeasure. “What’s wrong with her? I can’t believe she sent so many texts to scold you! Don’t back down, Uncle Charles. Reply to her now. I’ll help you come up with a reply!”

Gently stroking her flushed pink cheeks, Charles couldn’t contain his laughter. “No, she’s not scolding me. She’s actually offering to treat me to lunch as a token of apology. She even said that if I turned her down, her dad would kill her. What do you think, Zendy? Should we join her for lunch at noon?”

“Apologize?” Zendaya’s response was sharp-witted as ever as she replied, “Of course, we should. She humiliated you yesterday and even scolded me. I want to hear her apology before deciding whether or not she should be forgiven. Plus, we’d get a free meal, so why shouldn’t we go?”

Charles let out a chuckle before praising sincerely, “Such a sensible girl you are, Zendy. You’re even helping me save money on food.”

The little girl flashed him a blinding smile. “That’s because I’m only five years old, so Daddy and Mommy don’t give me much pocket money. But Uncle Treyton said that I’m the prospective heir of Harris Group, so I’ll be very rich in the future. When the time comes, I can provide for you until your death, Uncle Charles.”

Despite being very touched, he still could not help correcting her words.

“You can provide for me in my old age, but remove the word ‘death.’ I’m still very young and want to spend a few more decades with you. I don’t wish to be sent off in a coffin so soon.”

“Got it!”

“Good girl,” Charles praised gently. He then honored Zendaya’s wishes and replied to Jessamyn’s text, agreeing to meet at noon.

While he was typing, the little girl stood by his side, saying excitedly, “Uncle Charles, remember to tell Ms. Cloud that I’ll be choosing the place to eat, but she’ll be paying for it. I’ll choose the most expensive restaurant in Salinsburgh and make her poor!”

“All right. I’ll do as you say, Zendy.”

Two hours later, Jessamyn booked a private room in the restaurant that Zendaya requested.