Atticus' POV:
"Why are you here?" Eloise didn't answer my question. Instead, she simply scanned me vigilantly.
For a moment, I didn't know how to answer her. That was right. Why was I here? I didn't even know why.
I was passing by their company when I thought she should still be there, so I walked straight over. However, this was not a reason at all. It was only an excuse.
Even in the most serious of negotiations, I had never lost my confidence like this.
"Alright, but of course, I'm willing to have a good chat with you about this matter. We only have to go somewhere else." She didn't seem to want to continue talking about this.
I saw her colleagues not far away. They were already looking in our direction. After all, she was my ex-wife in name, so it was still surprising.
Of course, I had something to discuss with her.
