The Ex-Wife's Triumph novel Chapter 160

"Yeah, I know," Kingsley responded flatly.

"Since you found out, handle it yourself. Don't leave any loose ends," Winston admonished again.

Hanging up the phone, Kingsley stood up, turned off the study light, and walked steadily toward the bedroom.

The next morning, Jules brought the blueprints and the designer to the Sherwood Subsidiary.

In the conference room, Kingsley sat at the head of the table, listening quietly to the designer's explanation.

He had already made a judgment about the blueprints—it was impossible for one person to complete them independently in such a short time.

Once the designer finished, Kingsley looked up at Jules, his tone flat but carrying undeniable weight. "Construct according to the blueprints. I hope The Holt Group can be steady this time and not have any more issues."

Jules met his gaze with a smile. "Rest assured, Mr. Sherwood. Just look at the results when the time comes."

Kingsley pulled a very faint smile, seemingly perfunctory. "Fine."

After Jules left with the designer, Kingsley also stood up and left the conference room.

He had an appointment to meet David. As soon as he arrived at the other party's company, he bumped into Peter.

"Kingsley, miss me?" Peter walked up quickly.

Kingsley didn't even spare him a glance, his tone holding a hint of mockery. "You seem quite free. You must be the idlest person in your company, right?"

Peter smiled, unfazed. "Can't help it. Lucky life, I guess."

Saying that, he led Kingsley to push open the door of a meeting room, and the two walked in together.

A moment later, a secretary brought in a few cups of coffee.

Kingsley's fingers gently rubbed the side of the cup, his gaze resting on the exquisite latte art on the surface, his thoughts unknown.

Lucy stood up and began to explain the modified design blueprints.

Kingsley's gaze was fixed on the screen, occasionally raising a few questions. Lucy kept things strictly professional, answering work questions earnestly without mixing in any personal emotions.

After the meeting ended, Lucy was waiting for the elevator when Kingsley stepped up beside her, his tone carrying a seemingly nonexistent teasing note.

"Designer Lucy seems quite helpful to others."

Lucy turned her head to look at him, retorting coldly, "Compared to Mr. Sherwood, I pale in comparison."

Just then, the elevator doors slid open. Lucy didn't look at him again and walked in first.

Kingsley followed closely. As the elevator doors closed, he suddenly spoke. "Grandma is investigating who posted the video."

Lucy looked at her phone, her voice calm and rippless. "Tell her I was the one who posted it."