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Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

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Chapter 612 Interest

A car pulled up in front of the entrance of the Easton Group's building, and Waston, with a thermos in her hand,

walked toward the building. The security guard recognized her and allowed her to enter without questions asked.

After all, she was well-known in the Easton Group. As she entered the building, the assistant led her directly to the

CEO's office and left.

She knocked on the door gently. After getting permission from the person inside the room, she walked in.

"Matteo, I brought you some food today,’ she said as she entered Matteo's office. She had come at the urging of

Robyn, who seemed eager for her to be a couple with Matteo.

Waston was well aware of the saying that you could lead a horse to water, but you couldn't make it drink. She was

eager to be with Matteo but knew she couldn't force him to accept her.

"Have a seat." Matteo sat next to her after finishing his work.

Waston had already opened the thermos when he approached her, revealing the desserts she had made and the

soup she had brought.

Shyly, Waston looked at Matteo and said, "Please try them, Matteo. Mrs. Easton mentioned that you enjoy them, so

I prepared some for you."

Matteo caught on to the subtle meaning behind Waston's words and apologized to her, "My mother sent you, didn't

she? You don't have to listen to her. I know she's not going to let it go after storming out of my place in a huff

yesterday."

"There's something I wanted to say, but I'm not sure if I should, Matteo," Waston said hesitantly.

Matteo poured her a glass of water and reassured her, "I'm all ears."

After a moment of contemplation, Waston spoke in a hesitant tone. "It seems like Mrs. Easton doesn't like Ms.

Easton. Yesterday, when we were shopping together, Mrs. Easton said something..."

"She said negative things about Aisy, didn't she?" Matteo's expression turned serious.

Trying to ease the tense atmosphere, Waston clarified, ’I don't intend to create any conflict between you and Mrs.

Easton. I know she is a kind- hearted person, and any issues between her and Ms. Easton might just stem from a

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misunderstanding. Besides, Ms. Easton is her niece. I bet Mrs. Easton has affection for Ms. Easton deep in her heart.

I am sure everything will be resolved once the misunderstandings are cleared."

Matteo was well aware of the meaning behind her words, but he was well aware of the true relationship between

Ainsley and his mother as well.

He asked in confusion, "So, did my mother ask you to come here today?" Given his understanding of Robyn's

personality, he was confident that she would orchestrate something like this.

Waston smiled uneasily and clarified, "Although Mrs. Easton did mention it, I came here because I wanted to see

you. I made these desserts myself, and ever since I learned how to make them, I've been looking forward to

sharing them with you. Finally, my wish came true.’

Since a young age, Waston was always easily smitten by him, whether it was when they first met as youths or at the

coming-of-age ceremony.

Hence, it was no surprise that when Waston found out Matteo had frequently visited the bakery to buy desserts, she

wasted no time, signing up for a baking class to learn how to make desserts.

"Thank you," Matteo expressed his gratitude and picked up a piece of dessert, savoring the sweet yet not

overpowering taste. The fruity aroma lingering in his mouth brought back memories of Green Wine he had tasted

previously.

"This is really delicious, thank you," Matteo complimented as he ate another piece of the dessert. "By the way, how

was the response to the Green Wine from the last banquet?'

Waston was pleasantly surprised that Matteo remembered and she smiled joyfully. "Grandpa said the feedback was

really positive, and we're planning to mass produce it for the market. However, this type of Green Wine has a long

production process and requires precious and limited materials, so we can only produce a limited supply."

"I wonder if you are willing to provide some of the stock to the holiday resort on PineMist Island if the wine can be

put on the market." Apart from feeling that Waston had helped them a lot and wanted to repay her in some way, he

believed that the wine was worthy of being tasted by many people.

Most of the visitors to the resort island were there to unwind and enjoy their vacation, and the Green Wine would be

a perfect drink forthem while sitting on the beach and basking in the sea breeze.

"Absolutely, I'm willing to do it," she replied, noticing how busy Matteo was as his assistant kept walking in to deliver

documents.

She quickly rose from her seat. "Matteo, you should focus on your work for now. We can discuss this when we both

have more time. I should get going as well."

"Alright. Take care," said Matteo, not preparing to make her stay.

To Waston's surprise, within two hours of leaving the Easton Group, the news of her visit to the company had spread

all over the internet, causing quite a stir.

The lights in the operating room went off, and she immediately headed to the sterilization room to remove all the

equipment on her body before returning to her office.

As she made her way back to her office, she noticed many curious, envious, and annoyed looks directed toward

her, but she had no idea what could have caused such reactions.

She finally became aware that something was wrong when she overheard some people talking, "She's the daughter

of the Glover family. They are a perfect match. They are meant for each other."

"No wonder they were standing so close to each other at the charity auction. Perhaps they already knew each other

back then."

"I doubt there's any real love between the children of wealthy families. They are probably just together for their

own interests," someone commented.

"Alright. Stop talking about it. She's here."

Waston retrieved her phone and found it flooded with notifications - missed calls, unread texts, and unopened

emails.

After returning a call to a friend, she understood what was happening.

She looked at her phone with a pale face and saw the ugly comments and false rumors being spread about her by

those people.

Having grown up as the daughter of the Glover family, Waston was no stranger to people spreading rumors about

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her, so she was not afraid of them.

However, she was worried that Matteo might be affected by the rumors and become upset.

Feeling uneasy, Waston dialed Matteo's number, and he picked up after the phone rang for a few seconds.

"Matteo!"

"What's wrong?" Matteo's voice sounded the same as it did in the morning. Waston felt a little relieved after hearing

Matteo's tone. "Have you seen the news? It's my fault,’ she said.

Matteo responded in a calm manner, "Are you referring to the commotion caused by your visit to the company this

morning to drop off some items?'

"Yes, the news about my visit to the company this morning was posted on the Internet and has caused a stir online.

People are spreading rumors that we are secretly engaged and I refuse to make it public.’ She then added

anxiously, "Matteo, I think I should release a statement to clarify the situation. Please don't worry about it.’

Matteo's response was reassuring. 'You don't need to do that and don't worry about it. It's not right for a gentleman

to let a woman deal with such a matter alone. If it's bothering you, Ms. Glover, I'll issue a statement using the

company's name to clarify the situation.’

"Matteo, I'm not bothered by these rumors. It doesn't matter to me. You don't have to issue a formal statement

about it.’ In fact, she didn't mind the rumors at all. If possible, she hoped that Matteo would eventually publicly

confirm their relationship.

"Is there anything else?" Matteo asked politely.

It was at that moment that Waston realized they were still on the phone. "There's nothing else. I’m sorry for taking

up your time. I'll let you go now."

Waston had to leave for another surgery after the call.

Initially, they thought the rumors would die down if they ignored them, but they had underestimated the extent of

their spread this time.

After work, Waston immediately got in the car and went to the mall.

Waston headed to the designated venue after arriving at Seattle's largest mall and parked her car.