His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 437

Chapter 437 Does Not Matter To Her

It seemed as though Josiah didn’t notice the onlookers as he was led by the waiter into the private room. across the courtyard, accompanied by Lysanne..

The private dining room was separated from the main hall by a uniquely scenic pond, around which a charming covered walkway was constructed. If the people outside didn’t look carefully, they wouldn’t notice the guests inside at all.

This private dining restaurant was very good at maintaining discretion.

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Daphne stared wide–eyed some time before she could bear to look away. She turned to Lysander,

her confusion evident. “Didn’t Josiah and that pretentious woman already part ways? How come they can still dine together now? How can he be entertaining a new interest while rekindling an old flame?”

“Let him be.” Lysander said nonchalantly. “He’s always surrounded by a multitude of women. One more old flame wouldn’t make a difference. He can certainly afford it.” Lysander took a sip from her tea, sliding the menu across the table toward her companion. “I’ve ordered some food. Why don’t you add a few

more?”

Carol kept insisting that he had gone abroad for a business trip, but it was clear that he was just avoiding her.

However, Lysander didn’t really care. As long as the task was accomplished and the Everhart family’s crisis was resolved, it made no difference to her whether Josiah chose to leave the country or stray

from the path.

With a cautious tone, Daphne asked, “You’re not angry at all?”

Lysander returned her smile. “Why would I be upset? I no longer want to deal with his affairs. All I want now is to live my own life peacefully. What’s in front of me is what truly matters. I already have enough on my plate as it is.”

“Indeed.”

Daphne wholeheartedly agreed, adding two desserts to their order on the menu. Then, she told the waiter, “We’re done ordering.”

As the appetizers were being served, a new guest arrived in the courtyard, heading toward the private dining room where Josiah and Lysander were previously seated.

Lysander was entirely focused on her meal, not bothering to look around, and she certainly didn’t notice this particular guest.

On the other hand, Daphne was surprised and put her fork down. She exclaimed in astonishment, “Isn’t that Tiffany? What is she doing here?”

“Tiffany?”

Daphne lowered her voice and commented, “Well, well, has Josiah started to let loose after his divorce? How did he manage to invite both his new and old flames here?”

Lysander remained silent.

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This secluded restaurant was indeed quite a distance away, and the prices were genuinely steep. However, the quality of the dishes was unquestionably remarkable.

The steamed bass was both tender and juicy, masterfully cooked to preserve the original flavor of the ingredients while highlighting the firmness of the meat to the fullest extent. The control over the heat was impressively precise.

Daphne scrutinized Lysander’s reaction carefully, noting her genuine indifference before continuing. “One is his publicly acknowledged current girlfriend, while the other is his universally known first crush from Harborbrook. How on earth did Josiah manage to have these two women coexist under the same roof? Are you sure these two women won’t start fighting?”

Lysander meticulously picked out the fish bones. “Everyone’s lifestyle is different, as are their values. Daphne, you should try this fish. It’s really quite tasty, but it won’t be as good once it’s cold.”

Daphne picked up a piece of fish with her fork, her gaze still unwilling to withdraw from the scenery outside the window.

It was such a shame not to use this juicy gossip as mealtime.conversation.

Before long, the door to the opposite compartment swung open.

Lysanne and Tiffany were seen walking out together, engaged in a lively conversation. Far from being at odds, they seemed to get along pretty well, which made Daphne couldn’t help but marvel, “I’m truly astounded. It’s just like they’re sisters in some palace drama.”

As Lysander listened to her vivid description, she turned her head to follow her gaze. Unexpectedly, she caught sight of Josiah just as he was exiting the private room. Their eyes met instantly.

Initially, Josiah was absent–minded, his brows furrowed. It was only when his gaze unintentionally swept across the room that he suddenly realized who was in the hall opposite him. His eyes instantly returned to the figure

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Josiah seemed to recall the words he had entrusted to Carol that afternoon, his demeanor awkward as he took a step forward. But before he could actually step onto the corridor, Tiffany, holding onto Lysanne, turned around and said, “Jose, come over here quickly and help me take a photo with Lysanne!”

As night fell, the edges of the pond were illuminated by a series of courtyard lamps. The ambiance was particularly captivating, perfect for taking photos that would turn out beautifully.

Josiah withdrew his gaze from his shared look with Lysander, responding with a nonchalant expression, “Okay, coming

Swiftly, he made his way toward the gate by the pond.

Lysander also returned her gaze to the dishes before she stood up and said to Daphne, “Daphne, I’m going to the restroom.”

“All right.” Daphine immediately showed her the way. “Once you leave the lounge, turn right into the corridor, then just follow the signs.”

Lysander nodded in acknowledgment, then hastily

the lounge.

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She intentionally lingered in the restroom for a while, planning to return only after the trio had left.

In this way, neither of them would feel too awkward, and she could enjoy her meal in peace

But when she emerged from the cubicle, washing her hands at the sink, it was only when’she looked up at the mirror that she discovered, to her surprise, that an extra person had silently appeared behind her.

Lysanne was leaning against the wall, her smile not quite reaching her eyes as she watched her reflection in

the mirror.

Lysander pulled out a tissue to dry the droplets of water on her hands, ready to turn around and leave. However, Lysander was stopped in her tracks by the prepared Lysanne. “What a coincidence. Won’t you even greet me, Dr. Thorne?”

“Do we still need to exchange pleasantries, given our relationship?”

Lysanne chuckled. “Even if we set aside our respective relationships with Josiah, we are still daughters of the Thorne family, aren’t we? You are their biological daughter, and I, albeit not by blood, was raised by them. Given this connection, we’re bound to cross paths in the future. It’s not like we can pretend not to know each other every time we meet, right?”

Lysander took a shallow breath, her voice soft as she said, “Hello, Ms. Thorne. Now that the greetings are over, I’m leaving.”

Lysanne stepped forward, blocking her path, and asked with a hint of displeasure, “What’s the rush? Haven’t you realized that I came here specifically to wait for you?”

“So what?” Lysander asked, neither humbly nor arrogantly, “What’s your point?”

Lysanne clenched her fists, getting straight to the point. “I’m here to remind you this. Don’t forget, as the adopted daughter of the Thorne family, I have rights to the inheritance too. Now, our father has transferred all the company ownership to you behind my back. This is illegal. The contract has no legal

force!

So that’s all she’s after.

Lysander felt sorry for Howard and Molly in the hospital. She nodded and said, “It’s pointless for you to come and talk to me about this now. This was Howard’s decision, and the matter has already been handled by Josiah, transferring the shares to me. If you disagree, you could try making a fuss with him. It might be more effective than coming to me.”

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