Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 567

At noon, Charlotte was having lunch with Lilith when she overheard colleagues at a nearby table chatting excitedly about getting paid. She pulled out her phone to check her bank notifications.

"Charlotte, did your salary come through?"

Charlotte took a sip of her soup. "I'm not taking a salary for the next six months."

"What?" Lilith stared at her in disbelief. "He's making you work for free?"

"I call it a voluntary contribution," she said with a small smile. "Professor Carstairs is in a tight spot right now. Just try to be understanding."

"Him? An heir to a fortune is in a tight spot?" Lilith paused as a thought struck her. "Then again, I guess it makes sense. I've even seen him at those cheap roadside diners, and he wears the same few outfits over and over. I was starting to wonder if he'd gone bankrupt."

Charlotte looked up. "How do you know he goes to roadside diners?"

"Well, you know, I just..." Lilith forced a smile. "We happen to live in the same area, by coincidence."

"You found a place?"

She nodded. "Karin helped me find it. It's a one-bedroom for fifteen hundred a month. Not bad."

"Karin is...?"

"That college student who works as Judd's assistant. He's a really nice guy."

Charlotte didn't recall the name, but she did remember a young, clean-cut university student with glasses who assisted Judd. He definitely fit the description of a recent graduate just entering the workforce.

And Lilith, also a recent graduate, was a bright, pretty, and likable young woman. They probably had a lot in common. It wouldn't be a surprise if she had no shortage of admirers. Still, it wasn't her place to pry into Lilith's personal life.

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Inside a high-end restaurant that had been booked out for a private event, the atmosphere was quiet and serene.

Evander sat at a window table across from Caleb, who was elegantly holding a wine glass by its stem.

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