I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366 Ghosts in Tuxedos

“No problem? Good. Maxwell said as he stood. “Let’s go.”

Finished

Ellis followed behind him, keeping a respectful distance–just enough to look like a proper assistant.

This was one of the top business events of the year. The city’s major players had all shown up. As venue, Ellis straightened her back and kept her posture composed and elegant

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she entered the

But it wasn’t long before she spotted her ex–husband, surrounded by people.

And just a few feet away stood Morty, watching her with a faint, unreadable smile.

Of course.

She immediately remembered the time she fainted, Morty took her to the hospital, and Easton punched him right there in

the room.

Why do I always attract the worst kind of drama?

Maxwell seemed to catch a flash of discomfort on her face. “Ms. Harper, is it inconvenient for you to stay here?”

For a second, Ellis froze. Is he implying something?

But Maxwell didn’t leave her hanging. His gaze shifted–intentionally, and very clearly–to her ex–husband. Then he added calmly. “Your ex–husband is over there”

Ellis felt like she’d just heard a pin drop

He knows?

She hadn’t listed her marital status in her employee file.

But of course he knew. The company would’ve done a background check, and hers wasn’t hard to trace. Former Mrs. Hudson. It was bound to come up–especially with Easton’s public status,

Still, her smile didn’t falter. “Don’t worry, Mr. Maxwell. It’s not inconvenient at all.”

It was very convenient, actually. Convenient enough that she wouldn’t mind cussing out her ex. Or punching him, for that

matter.

As they spoke, a shadow approached on the floor. Ellis didn’t even need to look up–just from the shape of it, she knew it was Моглу.

“Ellis. Long time no see,” Morty said, with a warm, almost too–familiar smile.

He wasn’t the person she hated most. They’d had their issues, but he had helped her more than once. This was a public setting–ignoring him would only make things messier. She forced a small, polite smile in response.

At least Morty wasn’t as tone–deaf as her ex. After greeting her, he didn’t linger–he turned toward Maxwell instead.

“I heard Mr. Maxwell just returned from studying abroad and has started taking over parts of the family business?”

The business world was small. Especially for second–generation elites–they all knew of each other, even if they hadn’t grown. up together. Marty and Maxwell weren’t childhood friends, but they were definitely acquainted.

Maxwell reached out and shook Morty’s hand. “Mr. Morty. I see your reputation for staying informed is well earned.”

“I do stay informed,” Morty said with zero humility. His gaze slid sideways, toward Ellis. “I also heard Ellis is now working as your assistant.”

Ellis resisted the urge to groan.

Morty’s uncle had already sent people to warn her off, making it clear the family didn’t approve of her and Morty getting involved.

Maxwell gave a faint chuckle and continued exchanging pleasantries with Morty.

Her mind began to drift, and before she knew it, Maxwell had stepped away–likely to speak with one of the major players in

Without thinking, she turned her back to him.

She heard his voice behind her, and immediately felt her irritation spike.

Morty was still nearby, and though he didn’t say anything, there was something smug about the faint curve of his mouth. His gaze slid past her, landing on Easton, cool and silent.