The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

She gave Grace Harrison a questioning look, and Damian Thompson glanced over as well.

Grace clenched her somewhat sweaty palms, feeling as if her feet were nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Damian exchanged a few words with Vivian, then approached Grace and asked, “Miss Harrison.”

Embarrassed, Grace tried to shove the shopping bag in Damian’s hands and leave, but he stopped her, “Wait!”

Damian quickly stepped forward, gently placing the shopping bag on a nearby table and tapping on the surface, “Wait for me here.”

Then he handed her the menu, softly said, “Order whatever you want to eat or drink, I’ll be back when I’m done.”

Grace’s heart skipped a beat, her face and neck flushing under the sudden attention from Damian.

She didn’t expect him to be so polite to her.

Feeling the probing gaze from Vivian, Grace hastily lowered her head and whispered, “I have a class later.”

She had a class that afternoon and had snuck out to do this. Although she wanted to stay, reason told her she had to stay sober.

“Then I’ll give you a lift…”

“No need, no need.” Grace interrupted him, struggling to control her pounding heart as she walked away, head down.

This time, Damian didn’t stop her.

Walking out of the coffee shop, Grace clutched her chest, taking deep breaths.

The shirt had shown her the gap between them and Damian.

Even though she might have flirted with him in the moment, it was only a fleeting thought. When she saw Vivian, she immediately backed down.

Forget it, they were from different worlds.

At that thought, Grace’s nose started to tingle, and her eyes began to feel hot. Slowly, tears blurred her vision.

She looked up at the sumptuous ceiling, thinking that even though her family owned this place and she was better off than many of her classmates, facing Damian brought an intense feeling of inferiority.

“Mr. Thompson, I did see it that day, Amanda Leaford and Chase Jackson were intimate, I observed for a long time, and took several photos.”

Phoebe Belmont and Daniel Thompson walked past Grace.

Hearing the name “Chase Jackson,” Grace looked up curiously at Phoebe, her eyes widening in surprise.

She had seen this woman before; she had taken the photo and left. She even saw mom’s blind date try to pursue her but was unsuccessful.

Although it was a small interlude back then, she remembered it vividly.

She remembered that Mom’s blind date was named Chase Jackson, and Amanda Leaford was just a friend of Mom’s.

Mom had been divorced from Dad for many years, and Amanda, as her mother’s longtime friend, had always wanted her mom to live a better life.

But the woman who just spoke clearly twisted the facts.

Grace watched as Daniel and Phoebe disappeared into the coffee shop, and a thought flashed through her mind. She suddenly realized that the middle-aged man looked somewhat familiar as well.

She couldn’t help but walk over and take an accidental glance at Daniel.

This man looked so familiar!

Looking at Damian not far away, Grace’s heart trembled slightly. After checking her cell phone, she became certain of her suspicion.

This man was Damian’s father, Daniel Thompson!

In the cell phone, next to the profile about Daniel, in the “Wife” column, there was a photo and name of Aunt Leaford.

So who was this woman…

Grace squinted her eyes, feeling an ominous premonition. In the blink of an eye, she watched as Daniel and the enchanting woman entered a private suite.

There was definitely something unusual about the relationship between these two.

She thought for a moment and found the coffee shop manager.

When she heard that she wanted to serve in that private suite, the manager was scared on the spot.

“My Miss, our coffee shop’s private suite requires a five-figure spending to enter. Do you know who the people in that suite are? They are our VVIP clients!” The manager’s eyes turned red with anxiety.

Before, he had only heard from his colleagues about the “glorious deeds” of this heiress. He prayed every day that this heiress would not pick his coffee shop, so he could keep his job. Just now, he had clearly seen this heiress leave. Why had she turned back and now wanted to serve in the private suite?

“If you want to experience working here, feel free to choose a position in the lobby, but please spare that private suite!”

The coffee shop manager was short of kowtowing to this young lady.

Performance was related to his salary and whether he could get promoted this year.

Seeing his tearful appearance, Grace Harrison could not bear it: “Don’t worry. I won’t cause any trouble this time. I just want to confirm something. After confirming it, I will leave and won’t delay your work.”

“Really?” The manager was full of doubt.

Grace Harrison nodded like a pecking chicken.

Seeing her reaction, the manager could only agree, who made her the boss’s daughter? He, a mere worker, could not afford to offend such a princess.

Since the matter had come to this point, it was time to give each other a way out.

Grace Harrison brought the coffee to the private suite and heard Phoebe Belmont gossiping.

“Mr. Thompson, I’ve done some investigation before. This Chase Jackson still likes Amanda Leaford. As for the nature of the relationship between Amanda Leaford and him, I’m not sure. You know, the daughter you found back is capable; it’s not impossible to hide some itinerary and information.”

“After all, the ‘W’ organization takes money to do things, good and evil. You’ve seen your daughter’s ability, and she can do anything.”

Upon hearing this, Daniel Thompson’s stubborn determination not to divorce wavered.

Ivy’s ability was something he feared; otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen to fake illness.

Phoebe was right; Ivy had never wanted to acknowledge him as her father. It wasn’t impossible for them to deal with him.

Especially Joshua, ever since he acknowledged Ivy, it was as if his brain had been washed, and he became the same group as Ivy.

If the children interfered, they couldn’t ensure that Amanda and Chase Jackson wouldn’t get together.

He understood Amanda’s temperament. At this age, what she valued most was no longer love but her children.

Thinking about the “clean break” incident, Daniel felt more and more wrong.

Seeing Daniel Thompson shivering, Phoebe Belmont was secretly delighted. She couldn’t help but reach for the teapot next to her to pour tea for Daniel, only to find that the teapot had been taken away at some point.

What surprised her even more was that the waiter by her side seemed to have never left.

Phoebe’s face darkened, and she said to the person next to her, “You don’t need to serve here; you can leave first.”

Grace Harrison, holding the coffee, paused; she was as anxious as ants on a hot pot in her heart.

This woman was really not a good person, every word she spoke was provocative, always trying to sow discord among the Thompson family.

At first, she just wanted to confirm if Damian’s father had a misunderstanding about Aunt Leaford; now she had confirmed it.

There was indeed a misunderstanding between the two, all orchestrated by this woman in front of her.

Some words were on the tip of her tongue but were barely held back.

She told herself, this was someone else’s business, don’t interfere.

If she couldn’t help it, she would bring trouble to the coffee shop again.

But thinking of Damian’s gentle face, Grace felt even more uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath, looked at Phoebe Belmont’s dissatisfied face, and suddenly slammed the coffee onto the table. The little angel in her heart flew out at once.

She was going to mind this business!

“What’s wrong with you?” Phoebe Belmont saw her acting like she was in a temper, her tone suddenly rising, “You’re just a waitress! What kind of attitude is this? Call your manager over here!”