CHAPTER 160: CHAPTER 160: SHE AND CALEB LOCKWOOD ARE OFFICIALLY DIVORCED

Claire’s face blossomed into a smile.

It was the first time today she had genuinely smiled.

Suddenly, a cheer erupted on the golf course.

"Someone hit a hole-in-one!"

"Amazing! I’ve played for ten years and never managed that!"

"And it was a super stunning lady! Look, over there."

Claire followed the gaze of the onlookers and saw Serena standing next to Caleb.

Serena was a stark contrast to her; her clothes weren’t vibrant but perfectly matched Serena’s aura, giving off a subtle yet sophisticated vibe.

At this moment, Serena’s expression was both surprised and delighted, her large sparkling eyes filled with disbelief.

Caleb was standing close to Serena, with one hand wrapped around her waist.

Claire’s eyes instantly flared up, her molars grinding audibly.

As night fell, the banquet hall of the Lynton Grand Hotel was filled with glasses clinking.

Cynthia, the host of the banquet, wore a shimmering gold silk strapless evening gown, flaunting opulence to the fullest, with a gold and diamond-studded hair accessory atop her wavy locks.

She stood casually, exuding the air of a noble lady from high society.

Tonight, Cynthia was hosting the guests without Justin by her side.

Because Cynthia’s family had a tradition that the bride and groom shouldn’t meet the day before the wedding.

Serena silently watched Cynthia speaking on stage, unexpectedly recalling Justin’s previous confession to her.

Even now, she’s unsure what exactly Justin likes about her.

If Cynthia, the elegant socialite, were compared to a swan, then Serena thought she was a mere ugly duckling.

After Cynthia finished speaking, the banquet officially commenced.

This time, Cynthia and Justin’s wedding had invited quite a few people, and the vast banquet hall seemed somewhat crowded.

Mr. Miller arrived late and handed two papers to Caleb.

Serena saw and walked over proactively.

"Is the divorce decree approved?"

"You have to mention this here?"

Caleb’s expression didn’t change, but his voice was filled with displeasure.

Serena glanced at Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller said nothing.

"Yes."

Ultimately, it was Caleb who answered her.

"Can I have a look?"

"Do you think I could be deceiving you?"

Though Caleb was smiling, Serena felt Caleb was even more unhappy.

Taking the divorce decree from Caleb, Serena saw the clear stamp of the Meridia court.

Thus, she was officially divorced from Caleb.

At least in Meridia, they were divorced.

Holding the divorce decree, Serena remained silent for a long time.

She didn’t even know what she was thinking.

Her mind was blank.

Her heart felt empty.

"Regretting it?"

Caleb’s voice unexpectedly drilled into her ears, startling her, she shook her head and softly replied, "No."

Serena didn’t regret it.

Divorcing Caleb was exactly what she wanted.

She was merely in a daze, as if her more than three-year-long marriage with Caleb was just a dream.

The divorce decree was quickly taken back by Caleb.

"If this divorce decree isn’t taken for consular authentication, it won’t be effective in Country A."

"Yes, I understand."

Serena nodded.

Caleb had mentioned this process to her before they came to Meridia for the divorce.

So now she wasn’t anxious to get this divorce decree in hand.

Having it wouldn’t help.

"Tomorrow, after attending Justin and Cynthia’s wedding, I’ll ask Mr. Miller to do the consular authentication."

"Okay."

After speaking, Serena left Caleb’s side.

Caleb watched Serena’s figure gradually fade away, the displeasure in his eyes like ink that couldn’t be dissolved.

"President Lockwood..."

Mr. Miller softly called out.

"President Lockwood?"

Caleb snapped out of it, looking at Mr. Miller, still clutching the stamped divorce decree.

Mr. Miller’s face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"President Lockwood, shall I take these two divorce decrees for now, after the wedding ends tomorrow I’ll immediately go for the consular authentication..."

Before Mr. Miller could finish, Caleb’s gaze on him grew increasingly displeased, increasingly cold.

A cold wind seemed to gust around Mr. Miller’s neck, and he finally realized how he’d overstepped.

"Sorry, President Lockwood, I understand what you mean."

Mr. Miller solemnly apologized, and right after, he saw Caleb hand him the two divorce decrees.

"Keep it safe."

"Yes."

"You should know what to do."

"Yes."

Mr. Miller put the divorce decrees into his briefcase.

"President Lockwood..."

At this moment, Jim approached Caleb, full of excitement.

"Allow me to introduce, this is the genetic expert we’ve recently hired at CelestiMed, Julian Xavier."

Caleb raised his eyes slightly, scrutinizing the unfamiliar man standing before him.

The man was dressed in a crisply ironed white suit, young in age, with delicate features and a baby face, appearing to be in his early twenties. Judging by his appearance, if he truly were a genetic expert at that age, it would be hard for Caleb to believe.

Unless this man was a genius.

"Hello, President Lockwood, I’m Julian Xavier. It’s a great honor to work with you."

The other man smiled, his demeanor courteous.

Caleb thought this man named Julian Xavier seemed familiar when he smiled.

They shook hands.

As Caleb intended to withdraw his hand, Julian seemed reluctant to let go.

"Young Julian was the top choice of our HR, and I believe once his genetic database is successfully developed, our FZZL will reach new heights." Jim assuredly pounded his chest.

Caleb’s expression remained indifferent.

"Everything is theoretical at this stage unless he provides tangible results."

Jim’s face immediately turned awkward.

Julian simply smiled, his smile conveying warmth and approachability.

"President Lockwood is right, so if you don’t mind, would you like to discuss the upcoming development in the conference room now?"

"But we’re still at the banquet."

Jim thought it was inappropriate.

This banquet was the prelude to Cynthia’s wedding, after all.

Julian shrugged, "I don’t mind. HR told me this project is urgent, yet if it can’t wait for the banquet, then let’s enjoy the banquet first tonight!"

Having said that, he raised his wine glass to Caleb and then turned to leave.

"Wait."

Caleb’s deep voice made Julian, who was facing away from him, smile slightly.

Caleb instructed Mr. Miller to call everyone involved with the FZZL project, including two bodyguards, and they all left the banquet hall together.

Serena noticed Caleb and his group leaving, along with CelestiMed’s people, understanding that they must have work to handle.

Claire was currently chatting with Cynthia.

Though not very familiar with Cynthia, Claire felt that forming a friendship with her might be beneficial.

"What has you so happy?" Cynthia wondered why Claire’s smile suddenly grew bigger.

"Oh, nothing much, just saw an acquaintance."

Claire withdrew her gaze.

A moment earlier, her gaze had been focused on the man in the white suit who had followed Caleb’s group out of the banquet hall.