Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 284: At that moment, a waiter called out in a gentle voice, "Miss, your coffee is ready. Please take it." Candice quickly replied with a smile, "Thank you." She then picked up her mocha coffee before sitting down by the window. Meanwhile, Greyson overheard their conversation on the phone and demanded, "Are you at a café? Send me your location, and I'll come to you." Candice remained composed as she responded, "No, I'm busy with work at the moment." She took a few sips of her coffee, not wanting to escalate the situation with Greyson any further since she had just moved.

"Anything else? If not, I'm hanging up. I'm serious." This would be her last polite sentence. Candice was just about to end the call when Greyson surprised her with an apology. "I crossed the line that night. I'll make it right. I'll help you with the Blake Group case." Before Candice could respond, Greyson abruptly hung up. As Candice gazed out the window, the bitterness of her coffee matched the bitter feeling in her heart. Had she misheard him? Greyson? Apologizing? It was too unbelievable to be true. Candice got up and walked to the Hope Law Firm. She sipped her coffee on the way.

She felt uncharacteristically calm after her last phone conversation with Greyson. It seemed that this time, she had truly shed all her feelings for him. Candice had loved Greyson for ten years. She was devastated when they divorced the day after their wedding. But now, she was completely unbothered. She no longer felt anything when interacting with him. Your source for updates gⱯlnσνls․com It seemed her feelings for Greyson were not infallible after all. She didn't even know when she had started losing interest in him. Then, for some reason, Milton's face popped into her mind.

She thought of waking up that morning and finding him sleeping beside her, and her face flushed again. Her reaction annoyed her deeply. As she stepped into the Hope Law Firm, Candice noticed everyone had arrived early today. When the receptionist saw her, she greeted respectfully, "Good morning, Candy." The receptionist's eyes darted to Candice's neck. Then she exclaimed, "Wow, what a beautiful necklace! Did you buy it recently?" Before Candice could answer, Bettina walked into the office and overheard the comment about the necklace. Excited, she approached and examined the jewelry.

She gasped, "Oh my God. Is this RICH's latest piece, the one they just released last week? This is the necklace that won the gold prize in the jewelry design competition. It's called the Shackle of Love. Am I really seeing it? I thought this piece wasn't for sale." . . .