Mr. CEO's Ex-Wife: A Cunning Comeback-Chapter 263: Who Says We Don’t Know Him?

Thea showed Chantelle the footage.

Then she said, "If they get caught, they’ll probably say they were drunk and broke the dresses by accident."

Chantelle quickly picked up what she meant. "Ruby might cover the cost for them, and we won’t be able to do anything about it. But no amount of money can bring back the trust we’ve lost from our customers."

Thea nodded, clearly upset. That’s what bothered her the most and it would be hard to regain their customers’ trust.

"Most of them ordered those dresses for big events," Chantelle said. "We need to focus on fixing and remaking the dresses quickly. If we don’t, they’ll blame us for not securing their orders safely. And they’ll stop believing in us."

Right after talking with Thea, Chantelle told the boutique staff to start fixing the damaged dresses.

With Chantelle’s encouragement, Thea pulled herself together. They focused first on the dresses their clients needed the most.

They also contacted the factory to remake the ones that weren’t as urgent.

But since all the dresses were handmade, redoing each one would take time. free𝑤ebnovel.com

"I heard Marco is in Easthan with Camelot and Hale’s team," Chantelle said, an idea forming in her mind.

Thea’s eyes lit up for a second, but her smile quickly faded. "If Mr. Marco came here to grow his brand, why would he help a competitor like us? We don’t even know him."

"Who says we don’t know him?" Chantelle said with a wink.

"Chantie, are you serious? You know Mr. Marco? And you never told me? He’s my idol—like, my actual idol!" Thea was so shocked, she reached out and pinched Chantelle’s face.

Chantelle couldn’t say a word with Thea holding her like that.

"Ahem!" A man suddenly cleared his throat.

They both turned around and saw Daniel and Ashton standing behind them.

Thea trembled. She quickly let go of Chantelle and gave Daniel a nervous smile.

"Who’s Marco?" Daniel asked.

"He’s a famous fashion designer." Chantelle could tell Daniel hadn’t slept since she left. She made him a cup of coffee and shot him a glare.

"You know him?" Daniel raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. I met him abroad. He’s really nice."

Actually, he was the one who noticed her talent for fashion design.

Therefore, Marco was like her teacher.

But he never accepted any apprentices. He said it made him feel old. He only made friends.

"I’ll take it from here. You don’t have to worry." Daniel felt jealous. The way she talked about Marco was so gentle, soft, and happy; so it bothered him.

First Rowan. Now Marco. What am I supposed to do with a wife this attractive?

Thea looked at Chantelle with bright eyes. She was silently begging her to accept Daniel’s help.

If Mr. Wilson stepped in, everything would be fine.

No one in Easthan would dare go against him.

"It’s okay. I’ve already found a way." Chantelle turned him down with a smile.

She knew how swamped Daniel was. He was running the entire Wilson Group Of Companies, and Joseph kept trying to cause trouble or worse, take his life.

Daniel still had to find out who was really the culprit; the one who ordered Ruby to kill Wesley.

Chantelle didn’t want to add to his stress with something so small.

However, Daniel didn’t see it that way. To him, Chantelle always came first. He wanted to be the one she relied on, no matter what.

Her refusal made him grumpy.

"What’s your solution? Ask Marco for help? I’m right here, and you’d rather go to him?"

Or does that jerk mean more to you than I do?

"Marco knows a lot about this. He can give me the best solution. He’s—"

"Whatever. Do what you want." Daniel cut her off and walked away.

"Mrs. Wilson," Ashton quickly explained on behalf of his boss. "Sir didn’t sleep. He started looking into Ms. Thea’s case the moment he knew about it. Mr. Collins said it might’ve happened because Sir punished Ruby at Phoenix International. It was his way of taking revenge for you."

Ashton looked serious and added. "Sir rushed here for you. He was worried. How could you turn him down for someone else?"

Chantelle had no idea Daniel had done all that for her. Her heart felt warm and full.

"I’m not turning him down. I just don’t want him to wear himself out."

"Then tell him that. If you don’t, he’ll think Marco matters more to you."

"Okay, I get it. Take him home first. He needs rest. If he keeps pushing himself like this, he might collapse." Chantelle watched as Daniel got into the Rolls-Royce.

Before shutting the door, Daniel glanced at her. She felt like he was so upset. Maybe she was just overthinking after hearing Ashton’s words.

Ashton got into the car, grinning, and drove off without even asking Daniel where to go.

Daniel peeked at Chantelle through the car window, then shot Ashton an annoyed look.

Ashton flinched and quickly explained, "Mrs. Wilson told me to take you home right away. She’s worried about you. Your eyes are red, Sir. Please take care of yourself for her sake."

"She really said that?" Daniel’s lips curled into a small smile.

"I’d never dare lie to you. She even said she won’t spare me if I don’t make sure you rest." Ashton watched his reaction carefully.

Daniel’s mood lifted, and Ashton finally felt relieved.

Only Mrs. Wilson could make Sir listen.

"Hmph, now she’s even bold enough to threaten my assistant," Daniel said with a smirk.

He couldn’t stop smiling, especially after reading Chantelle’s message: "Go home and rest. Don’t let me see those red eyes again."

"I’ll listen to my wife," he said as he put down his phone, feeling like he was walking on air.

After Daniel left, Thea approached Chantelle and wanted to gossip. "Wait... so the Demon King of Easthan got jealous because of you?"

"Demon King? He’s just an ordinary guy," Chantelle said, flicking Thea’s forehead and gently pushing her aside.

"Wah, look at you now, trying to protect Daniel, huh? I guess Princess Steph’s getting a little sibling soon."

"It’s not that simple. Steph hasn’t accepted him yet." Chantelle felt a bit torn just thinking about it.

"Our Princess Steph isn’t easy to fool like you. Daniel still has a long road ahead." Thea held her chin as she talked.

"Go back to work!" Chantelle shook her head and put the dress down. Then she called Marco.

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