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Veronica remained composed as she processed the information. “As long as everything is in order, that works for me.” D
She positioned her car in the queue and settled in to wait her turn.
Marco’s intense gaze swept over her face, searching for signs of emotional turmoil or exhaustion that never materialized. Her composure seemed to catch him off guard.
She lifted her gaze to meet Leon’s professional stare. “The remaining divorce procedures are yours to handle, Mr. Bell.”
The line went dead. Cullen placed his phone down with deliberate care and returned his attention to the quarterly reports spread across his desk.
She gestured toward the correct direction with precise hand movements. Marco’s expression brightened with apparent gratitude. “Excellent. Thank you for the guidance.”
Across town at Dennis Group headquarters, Cullen had just settled into his executive chair when his phone’s sharp ring cut through the silence of his corner office.
The explanation felt thin considering their limited social connection. Under normal circumstances, casual acquaintances wouldn’t go out of their way for such
interactions.
As evening approached, Dario gathered his research materials and departed Veronica’s apartment to handle personal business matters.
Leon’s tone remained professionally neutral. “Certainly, Mr. Dennis. I appreciate your accommodation. We’ll speak tomorrow.”
Veronica accepted his question at face value and considered the local businesses. “There is a renowned bakery, but you’re looking in the wrong district. It’s approximately a mile east on Riverside Avenue.”
She had zero interest in another dramatic confrontation. The call went unanswered.
“Did you need something, Mr. Valerie?” Veronica inquired with polite curiosity.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Dennis. This is Leon Bell, legal counsel for Ms. Murray. My client
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has executed the divorce settlement, and I’ve been retained to manage all subsequent legal matters. Are you available to discuss scheduling?”
Marco interrupted smoothly. “Actually, I’m looking for a specialty bakery that’s supposed to have an excellent reputation in this vicinity. I’m not familiar with the area’s layout. Would you happen to know its location?”
A sudden rapping against her passenger window made her turn. Through the tinted glass, she recognized Marco’s familiar silhouette.
He lifted the device without checking the caller ID. “Dennis speaking”
“You’re welcome.” The electronic gate system had processed the vehicles ahead of her. As her car began moving forward through the security checkpoint, she called out
pleasantly, “Have a good evening.”
“Perfect.”
Veronica decided to visit her family for dinner. She collected her designer handbag and car keys, then headed for the door.
Veronica arrived at the Murray family’s exclusive gated community during the busiest transition hour. Luxury vehicles lined up in an orderly procession, each waiting for the security system’s electronic recognition.
Leon adjusted his tie and nodded curtly. “I have a client meeting shortly, but this afternoon I’ll reach out to Mr. Dennis to coordinate the next phase of your dissolution.“.
She offered a small nod. “I see. Well, I should probably-”
Surprise flickered across her features. She hadn’t anticipated encountering him in this neighborhood. With measured movements, she lowered the window halfway. “Mr.
Valerie.”
The clock on Leon’s office wall showed nearly noon. After sharing a business lunch where they discussed legal strategies, Veronica and Dario made their way back to her apartment to continue refining her academic research.
“Same to you.”
Sabrina’s persistence showed itself through two additional attempts. When silence continued to greet her efforts, she finally conceded defeat.
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Veronica weighed his words carefully. He had provided assistance during her difficult period, and she would inevitably see him again through Cecelia. They weren’t close friends, but maintaining civility served everyone’s interests.
The moment she slid behind the wheel of her sedan, her phone erupted with an incoming call. Sabrina’s name flashed across the screen. Veronica didn’t need supernatural powers to predict the conversation’s direction.
Without a moment’s pause, she reached for the sleek black pen resting on the mahogany desk. Her signature flowed across the document with practiced elegance, each letter sealing her decision with quiet determination.
Cullen’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly as he processed the words. His voice remained steady when he responded. “My calendar is blocked with board meetings through this afternoon. Schedule something for tomorrow morning around ten at Dennis Group.”
He shifted his weight slightly. “I had business in the area. Noticed your vehicle and
thought I’d acknowledge you.”
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