Divorced Heiress
Chapter 53

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econd, because I didn't want to intrude on their conversation.

in New York for defamation cases.- Said Julian, completely changing the subject when he saw that I didn't respond.

ow to hide his emotions behind an expressionless face that made him look mysterious and attractive.

You for your concern.- I replied kindly, and he nodded in agreement with my decision.

g, you can let me know. I may not have much influence, but perhaps I can help you in the smallest way possible. With your permission, have a good night.- is innovative and avant-garde clothes.

I had the desire to return to the place where I left my father and Alexander talking, but I held back for The first, because I was talking with Julian, and it would be very rude of me to leave him talking alone -It is regrettable what those women did to you, will you take legal action? I can recommend the best I looked at him, trying to guess what was going through his mind, but it was impossible for me. Julian -Please don't bother, Mr. Ferrer. I have my contacts that will help me with the whole process. Even so, -I have no doubt that you will handle the case very well. I wish you the best, Mrs. Doinel. If you need a He said politely with his deep and masculine voice before turning around and going to the models weg As for me, I went back to my mother and Abby. Tristan wanted to rush into his grandmother's arms, we looted at me with complicit eyes, while my friend seemed displeased. -What's going on? Did I miss something?- I asked confused, not understanding why both of them were coming at me like that. -That Julian Ferrer gives me a bad feeling.- Abby said almost immediately, unable to keep her opinion -Why does he give you a bad feeling?- I said. -It's absurd, she was one of the ones who chose the Inno -But what are you saying, Abby? I don't agree with that. I think he is a gentleman, not to mention how her arms and listened to everything he told her.

I looked at them even more confused than before.

self. My confusion grew.

nd for the collaboration, and now it turns out that she doesn't trust the CEO.-

she looks when it comes to work. I believe that the collaboration will be a success with Julian Ferrer.- My mother contradicted Abby, while she took Tristan in

-What did I miss? Why are we talking about Julian Ferrer now?- Abby rolled her eyes and decided to remilent. I looked at my mother, and she was so engrossed in what Tristan was saying that I didn't want to continue with the topic. -Where is Paul?- I asked, changing the subject, and Abby looked towards the exit before looking at me with complicity. -He went out a moment ago to take an important call from one of the branches, but he's coming back me from head to toe with a smile. My concern grew in my chest at the thought that something bad wa

-Is something wrong with the company? What could have happened? It's strange. I'll go see what happ took me by the hand, stopping me from moving.

worry about him. Look at the beautiful dress you have, Patrick stood out with this design, and it looks better on you than any runway model.- Abby looked at ening with the branch.

'll be right back.- I completely ignored Abby's compliments and turned to head towards the exit where Paul was supposed to be, but my friend stood up and

-Sari, let Paul handle it. He is capable of solving it. I don't think it's something out of this world. Wait f......... to return.- She said. I looked at her thoughtfully and after debating between going with Paul or waiting, I decided on the latter. Abby was right, Paul was capable. After all, he had managed a branch all on his own, and everything had gone wonderfully. I shouldn't worry.

Just as I was about to start a conversation with my friend, Vincent called me and gestured for me to come with him.

-Give me a moment, Abby.- I apologized to my friend and made my way to my cousin. He didn't wait for me to fully arrive before getting up from his seat and walking away from the crowd with me. I felt confused, as Vincent was not one to speak privately when accompanied by colleagues or family, whispering or secrets in front of others was not his thing.

I looked at him patiently, waiting for him to speak, until he did.

-I don't mean to alarm you, but there's something strange about Paul.- He said with a neutral expression but a voice that left me completely intrigued. Something strange about Paul?

-What are you talking about?- I asked, not hiding my confusion. Vincent looked at me for a few seconds before looking towards the exit, where some guests were heading.

-He's not taking a call from the company, I can assure you that. Something inside me tells me that Paul is hiding something and it has to do with you, if you want to find out, it would be convenient for you to go with him.- My brow furrowed upon hearing that and I couldn't help but feel bewildered.

Perhaps Vincent was exaggerating, if it wasn't a call from the company, it could be any personal problem and he didn't want to announce it to everyone. But something related to me, I doubted it. What could he be hiding?

Did he have a suitor? It was not like it affected me. It was his life and he could do whatever he wanted. He was not tied to me, nor was I to him.

There were things that simply couldn't be said.

-Hold on, what he does or doesn't do is his business, he can do whatever he wants with his life, and I...-

-You're not understanding me.- Vincent suddenly interrupted me, and he looked at me with a serious expression.- I'm not talking about him doing something with his life because I couldn't care less about what he does, but if any action or decision affects you in any way, I won't allow it. You're just meters away from knowing what he's up to.- He discreetly pointed to the emergency exit, a door that was on the opposite side of the door Abby told me about.

Did my friend lie to me?

I didn't want to give too much importance to this matter, but Vincent's concern, seriousness, and insistence sparked my curiosity to know more about what he suspected.

-I'll go, but just to show you that you're making a storm out of a teacup, Paul is my lifelong friend, what could he do to affect me?- I wanted to sound unconcerned just so that my growing curiosity wouldn't be so obvious.

I didn't wait for my cousin to say anything else and walked casually towards the door that Vincent pointed out, without Abby noticing, because I knew her so well that if she saw me heading to where her brother was, the same brother she was covering up for, she would be capable of doing anything to stop me until he returned and his mission was over.

Halfway there, I thought about how silly this was, I was on my way to listen to a conversation that probably had nothing to do with me, just because Vincent had a hunch, but I had nothing to lose by going and making sure that everything was as normal as always. I barely touched the doorknob and heard his cold and authoritative voice, I had never heard him like that before, but it sounded so annoyed and serious that it made my skin crawl.

-You don't understand, Mr. Richman, you have to do your best, I'm paying you better than any lawyer, no matter what you have to do, I want everything to turn out perfect.- I frowned, not understanding a word of what he was talking about, maybe I was right, it was his business and I was meddling, I didn't even know a Mr. Richman. I was about to turn around and leave when I heard what he said next.

-Don't you know who Sarah Doinel is? She is more powerful than you can imagine, she will win the case in no time.-

He was talking about me, about the case. Was he talking about the lawsuit?

A burning heat ran through my body and settled in my chest, and for a moment, I thought I was completely wrong about Paul, that didn't sound good at all.

My hands moved on their own and I opened the door of the emergency exit, revealing a flushed-faced Paul with a furrowed brow, which relaxed and was replaced by a look of confusion as soon as he noticed my presence.

- Did you talk about me behind my back?-