CHAPTER 190: CHAPTER 190: DIVORCED IN THE MORNING, EAGER TO HOOK A MAN BY NIGHT!

When Belinda drove Tanya Sinclair to the restaurant, other colleagues and company executives had already gone inside, leaving only the cars parked in the parking lot outside the restaurant.

Belinda found a spot to park the car, then quickly walked in, arm in arm with Tanya Sinclair.

Behind them, a white Bentley slowly arrived.

Inside the car were Vincent Hawthorne, Rhys Lucas, and Cindy Lynn.

Rhys Lucas sat in the passenger seat, coldly watching Tanya Sinclair’s striking back, and sarcastically said, "How impressive, divorced in the morning and split half of Vincent’s family assets, then dressing up in the evening to celebrate at the most upscale restaurant."

Cindy Lynn glanced at Vincent Hawthorne’s expression and exclaimed, "Ms. Tanya was not always the most frugal and thrifty? I thought she’d never come to this kind of restaurant..."

Vincent Hawthorne watched Tanya Sinclair’s figure disappear inside the restaurant, his face indecipherable, without speaking.

But Rhys Lucas, getting out of the car, sneered, "Cindy, you’re too naive. If Tanya was not at all vain, how could she have contacted Zane Shaw, that ruthless lawyer, and thoughtfully divvied up half of Vincent’s assets?"

"Even before the money is in hand, Tanya is already celebrating. The mentality of a poor getting rich quickly, can’t wait to splurge in the most expensive place." Rhys Lucas inserted one hand into his pocket, full of disdain, and sneered, "Tonight, it’s probably only Tanya, the bumpkin, truly here to eat."

At the table of the wealthy, the main focus is networking.

Tonight, he was accompanying, with Cindy Lynn as the intermediary.

Rhys Lucas looked at Cindy Lynn with more admiration.

"Cindy, I really didn’t expect you to know President Quinn from Aether Aeronautics Group, even Felix Kendall, the hardest to meet, gave you face and agreed to tonight’s dinner invitation!"

Felix Kendall’s father is the commander of the three armies in The Westwood Region.

Rhys Lucas sighed, "I heard Felix and President Quinn are already collaborating on a military secret project, still short a partner. If Vincent can successfully negotiate this time, after The Veridia Project, it would be another national-level big project. Zenith Group’s market value might triple! Vincent could also smoothly become the actual helm of Zenith Group!"

Vincent Hawthorne’s purpose for coming tonight was exactly this!

Recently, their family has been entangled in scandals, and coupled with the divorce news somehow reaching Silas Hawthorne, who naturally kicked him while he was down, gossiping about his infidelity and disgraceful conduct during the marriage!

The family council was also quite critical, Theodore Hawthorne had already been called over to explain, and upon return, was furious. He directly had Yvonne Hawthorne tied up and sent overseas.

If he has any more problems, this branch is bound to be suppressed by Silas’s family!

Fortunately, at this time, Cindy Lynn called, telling him she knew people who could connect him to President Quinn of Aether Aeronautics Group and Felix Kendall!

Vincent Hawthorne said, "Cindy, you have such wide connections, why haven’t I heard you mention them before?"

Vincent Hawthorne had known Cindy Lynn for many years but had never heard her voluntarily talk about her family’s situation, leading him to think her family was just comfortably affluent.

Unexpectedly, it turns out The Lynn Family is probably as influential as The Hawthorne Family!

Before Cindy Lynn could speak, Rhys Lucas said first, "Isn’t Cindy always like this? Not competing, not fighting, most low-key. Clearly a billion-dollar heiress, but always humbly herself as your secretary. Unlike Tanya Sinclair, who wasn’t satisfied being Mrs. Hawthorne, always greedy!"

The last sentence was purposely said by Rhys Lucas for Vincent Hawthorne to hear.

He truly felt sorry for Cindy Lynn.

For the sake of Vincent Hawthorne, she endured so much grievance...

Rhys Lucas only regretted not being able to catch her eye, but he also wouldn’t show it.

To guard a girl as wonderful as Cindy Lynn is also a kind of happiness.

Now that Tanya Sinclair, the troublesome bumpkin, is out of the picture, he can watch Cindy Lynn become happy step by step.

Vincent Hawthorne’s face showed no expression, only a cool glance at Rhys Lucas: "Why mention that woman?"

"Senior Brother Lucas, I am not aggrieved at all." Cindy Lynn looked at Vincent Hawthorne, her eyes gentle, "Moreover, being Vincent’s secretary these years, I’ve learned a lot."

"President Quinn is an old friend of my father’s, and this matter I only learned in recent days. As for Mr. Kendall, I met him once at The Dissonance, he sent his assistant to add my contact information. After chatting, I found out Grandpa Kendall is a seasoned antique collector, and coincidentally, we have some collections at home, which I sent over for Grandpa Kendall to appreciate. It warmed up relations gradually this way."

Rhys Lucas had followed his father before and met Old Master Kendall a few times.

The old master indeed loved artifacts and antiques and was an expert in various fields, but he had a discerning eye, and what he admired had to be rare treasures!

Cindy Lynn referred to the family’s collections so casually, each seemingly worth a fortune!

Rhys Lucas’s gaze towards Cindy Lynn deepened with emotions.

She could endure never flaunting them... such unpretentious girls are too rare. Compared to this, Tanya Sinclair is worlds apart!

Cindy Lynn is like the clouds in the sky, while Tanya Sinclair is just a pond of stinking mud.

Just then, a black Hummer H1 drove over, and just judging by the car plate color, it’s not something an ordinary family can afford.

The ones getting off the car were indeed Felix Kendall and President Quinn from Aether Aeronautics.

Vincent Hawthorne stepped forward swiftly, Cindy Lynn moved a few steps away, gently took Vincent Hawthorne’s arm, and seeing he didn’t object, she tightened her hold.

"Uncle Quinn, Mr. Kendall." Cindy Lynn greeted warmly and cordially.

Vincent Hawthorne and Rhys Lucas also followed with greetings.

Felix Kendall in a casual suit, having stayed in the army for years, his temperament was unique, nodded slightly to Cindy Lynn and the others, acknowledging their presence.

President Quinn looked at Cindy Lynn and sighed, "It’s been almost twenty years, hasn’t it? You’ve grown so much. When your parents are free, I must visit them properly."

"You’re always welcome, Uncle Quinn."

"President Quinn, Mr. Kendall, I’ve booked a private room on the third floor. Let’s talk while we eat." Vincent Hawthorne said.

The group began heading upstairs.

This restaurant even has its staircase meticulously designed, an art piece in itself, deliberately omitting the elevator.

Guests are treated with utmost respect, with Silas Hawthorne specifically walking on the right rear side. As he passed the second floor, for reasons unknown, he glanced around twice.

Just as a server pushed a dining cart out from a private room, the intricately carved folding wooden door needed to be fully opened to cart it out.

Silas caught a glimpse of that eye-catching red, seated in the corner, no longer a mere backdrop but an irresistible focal point.

Tanya Sinclair was unknowingly made to laugh by someone, her eyes curved, vibrant and lively, like a rose in full bloom.

He paused slightly, and a word suddenly sprang to mind—enchanting.

In all those years by his side, she seemed to rarely smile like this...

And who was it making her laugh?

From his angle, Silas couldn’t see, a vague irritability stirring within him.

The cart was pushed out, the door closed again...

"Tanya, what are you looking at?"

Belinda noticed Tanya glancing outside the door, but by the time she looked over, the door was already closed.

"Nothing much, probably just mistaken," Tanya smiled, brushing it off.

She lifted her drink and took a sip.

Surely, she wouldn’t be unlucky enough to run into that ill-fated Vincent Hawthorne here, right?

At the high-ranking table behind her, Declan Pierce, seated in the prominent position, casually glanced at Tanya’s back.

From his spot, once the door opened, he could see the staircase entrance.

"President Pierce, this is our first official opportunity to dine with you," said the vice president with a beaming smile, bowing down to this man nearly his son’s age as he toasted, "I represent the company’s top executives in welcoming you as the new leader of Westgard Pharmaceuticals!"

Declan nodded faintly, "Have a seat."

With no intention of raising his glass.

Just then, a call came in, and he excused himself, saying, ’Pardon me briefly,’ and got up to take the call.

The entire table of executives quickly rose with him. After Declan left, the vice president glanced back toward Tanya’s table, easily spotting Tanya amidst the crowd.

He flashed a knowing, savvy smile.

Having climbed to the position of vice president, he was savvy enough to notice President Pierce’s multiple glances towards that direction tonight.

The vice president gave a look to the person beside him and whispered a few instructions...

The group was split into three tables tonight, with the executives and the boss at one table, having a quiet and elevated dinner. Meanwhile, the two long tables of the research center were lively and bustling.

Only Tanya and Belinda, as the two heads of the research center, exchanged pleasantries at first then returned to their seats.

Tanya was engaged in a drinking game with them when suddenly a shadow cast over her from behind.

She turned to see it was a senior executive of the company.

"Minister Holloway, is there something you need?"

Minister Holloway smiled broadly, "Team Leader Sinclair, may I speak with you privately, and bring your glass, please."

Though unsure, Tanya obliged, taking her glass along.

Minister Holloway lowered his voice as he informed Tanya...

Ten minutes later.

Declan finished his call, turned, and headed back.

Approaching the private room, his steps gradually slowed until, finally, he stopped completely.

The private room door was half open, revealing the bright and animated interior.

In the corridor outside the door, Tanya stood bathed in moonlight. Seemingly growing impatient, she gently swayed, tiptoeing under the moon’s glow, bored and listless.

The red dress soaked in the gleaming moonlight had a sense of a celestial beauty descending into the mortal soil, cold yet vibrant.

Declan’s gaze landed on the two glasses in her hands, his eyebrow arching slightly.

He took long strides toward her.

Tanya heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Declan approaching.

"President Pierce." She carried the two glasses towards him. In the dimly lit corridor, she wore heels with some height, and whether it was slippery floor or something else, she suddenly lost control and fell forward.

She didn’t hit the ground, for strong and wide hands securely caught her.

At the other staircase corner, Senior Brother Lucas was just descending to retrieve something from the car and happened upon this scene.

He could only see the man’s back and Tanya’s seeming surrender.

Senior Brother Lucas sneered coldly, his disdainful scorn deepening.

He had truly misunderstood Tanya.

So, it wasn’t about having dinner here but dressing up like this immediately after their morning divorce to rush to this restaurant to snag a guy!