Chapter 166 A Divorcée

• The next day, a black Rolls-Royce pulled over by the roadside just as Jonathan rolled down the window and looked outside. Seconds later, he kept his gaze and probed Aidan, trying to sound out if the latter was in a good mood. "President Pearson, it looks like the studio isn't open today. Mrs. Pearson must be taking a day off over the weekend."
• Aidan pursed his lips and looked up, asking, "Is she doing that on purpose?" After all, the fact that Leanna's studio was closed seemed too much of a coincidence to him, especially after the day he told her he would visit again.
• Meanwhile, Jonathan only reacted with a brittle smile on his face while wondering about the answer to Aidan's question. Shouldn't you know? She's your wife, and it's funny to think that I'd know the answer to that.