Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 508

"Miss Rayburn and I are acquainted. Could you give us a moment alone?" Evander said, turning to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper looked surprised but nodded with a smile and quickly excused herself.

Charlotte crossed her arms, tilting her head up to look at him. "Howard, aren't you afraid my brother will recognize you?"

Evander stepped closer, a barely perceptible smirk playing on his lips. "He's already investigated me, but this identity of mine is flawless. As long as I don't admit to anything, what can he do?"

Charlotte bit her lip, silent.

"How were the kebabs?"

Her head snapped up. "Were you following me?"

Evander gave a wry smile. "In my current position, do I need to follow you?" He let the smile fade slightly. "It was just a coincidence."

Charlotte was speechless; she couldn't argue with that. He was "Jason" now, not Evander. They were divorced, so he really had no reason to have her followed anymore.

She lifted her chin. "They were great. Should I recommend the place to you?"

"I don't go to places you've been with other men."

Charlotte froze for a second. Was that a hint of jealousy in his eyes?

She immediately turned away. "Suit yourself."

As she started to walk past him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. The motion spun her around, and he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her gently against him. "Are you free this weekend?"

"For what?" she asked, confused.

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