By the end of these conversations, they could only comfort each other, telling themselves to let go. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

On Saturday morning, Laurent was at home, enjoying a rare day off. She planned to help her mother with some housework and clean the house.

However, she received a call from Morrison. She had no idea why Morrison was calling her, and she couldn’t help but feel uneasy, wondering if he wanted to ask her for Marylin’s contact information. If that was the case, she would definitely scold him fiercely.

She still remembered clearly the way Morrison had looked at Marylin last time. Sometimes Laurent would think, what kind of woman could handle a man like Morrison? And how strong would that woman’s heart have to be to accept such a flirtatious man?

"Laurent—"

When she answered the phone, Morrison’s voice came through, sounding incredibly pitiful.

Laurent felt a chill run down her spine.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Morrison?"

Morrison spoke on the other end.

"Could you come out for a moment? I need to talk to you about something."

Laurent was puzzled. Morrison was at Burg Eltz, and she was at home. If she went out, she wouldn’t be able to meet him. After a moment of thought, she realized what was happening and quickly went to the window. She lifted the curtain and looked outside, only to see Morrison holding his phone, leaning against a car, smiling and waving at her.

"Hi—"

Laurent was at a loss for words. She hung up the phone and walked outside.

He had come all the way to her house, and since they had already seen each other through the window, it wouldn’t be quite right for her to stay inside.

After Laurent went out, she got straight to the point.

"What do you need?"

Morrison looked around at the surroundings.

"Let’s find somewhere to sit and talk. You see, being out here... it’s not the best for your image."

Laurent had to admit Morrison had a point. A handsome man driving such an extravagant car coming to find a divorced woman—yeah, that definitely wouldn’t look good.

So, she turned around, went back inside the small courtyard, told her mother, and then got into Morrison’s car. He drove her to a teahouse on the street, where they sat down.

Seeing Laurent’s rather indifferent attitude, Morrison decided to get straight to the point.

"Lord Washington must have talked to you about the project, right? The one with that strange old French guy who’s coming to China for an inspection."

He really did resent Dave—so much so that he had carried over that dislike to anyone related to him. Tsk, tsk.

Morrison really wanted to protest. After all these years, he had been the one helping supervise Dave’s social events and affairs for her. Although, to be honest, someone like Dave didn’t really need supervision.

As soon as Laurent heard him bring up this issue, she felt a headache coming on.

"Don’t tell me you’re here to act as his mediator?"

Morrison shook his head.

"I’m not here as his mediator; I’m here as my own mediator."

Laurent was confused, and Morrison explained with a pained expression.

"Because this project is a collaboration between the two of us. If it fails, I’ll take a huge loss too."

Morrison looked like he was about to cry.

"So, Laurent, please, for my sake, just go along with him and put on a show, okay?"

He was a grown man, pleading with her in such a pitiful manner. Laurent thought to herself, Morrison really had no shame.

Morrison then went off again, angrily cursing Dave.

"I know, he’s a complete asshole. He’s too blind to see how good you are, and look at the damage he’s done to you. He must have saved the galaxy in his past life to deserve a wife like you, but still, he didn’t appreciate it. Tell me, how is he not an asshole?!"

Morrison continued his tirade while watching Laurent’s reaction.

"If he had treated you well, do you think we’d be stuck in this mess right now?"

However, no matter what Morrison said, Laurent remained indifferent.

Seeing that nothing was working, Morrison had no choice but to pull out his trump card.

"Laurent, you know my mom has been pressuring me to get married. Recently, she even said if I don’t get married soon, she’ll take away my management rights to the company and give them to my younger brother, who’s about to return to the country. If this project fails, won’t my mom have the perfect excuse to strip me of my power?"

By the end of his speech, Morrison’s expression was so pitiful that he looked like he might burst into tears.

"At that point, I’ll truly have nothing left, Laurent. You can’t just stand by and watch me lose everything!"

Morrison thought to himself, in order to win this opportunity to be around Laurent, he’d really given it his all. He was almost ready to resort to crying, throwing a tantrum, and everything else. If Laurent still didn’t budge, then there would be nothing more he could do.

Morrison’s desperate act did make Laurent feel a bit guilty.

She knew well that he’d been pressured by Linda to get married. Since Morrison and Dave were the same age, after they got married and had a daughter, she often heard from Tiffany about how Linda kept pushing Morrison to hurry up and marry and have children.

What Laurent hadn’t expected was that Linda would go so far as to threaten to take away Morrison’s management rights to the company. However, thinking from a parental perspective, perhaps Linda was really just desperate.

Feeling somewhat troubled, Laurent said,

"Sorry, I need to use the restroom."

Then she quickly took the opportunity to leave.

It was really hard for her to make a decision. She was strongly opposed to interacting with Dave, but Morrison’s plea was so pitiful...

It wasn’t that she pitied Morrison as a friend more than she pitied Dave as her ex-husband. It was simply that Morrison’s attitude was so humble and sincere, while Dave was her ex-husband.

Because of that relationship, in this situation, Dave was less convincing and harder for Laurent to accept than Morrison.

Seeing Laurent’s attempt to escape, Morrison figured it was probably a lost cause.