The Breaking Point of Love / The Zillionaire's Abandoned Wife Novel ( Celeste Rodriguez & Trevor Fleming) By Cloudsearcher Updated 2025 -26 - The Breaking Point of Love or The Zillionaire’s Abandoned Wife Chapter 652

Naturally, Jordyn resembled Trevor.

But beyond him, there was something else in her features—something faintly familiar. No matter how hard Jorge tried, he couldn’t place it.

“Mr. Robinson, please have a seat,” Trevor said calmly.

Jorge withdrew his gaze and sat down. It wasn’t the first time he’d felt that sense of recognition when looking at Jordyn. And once again, he couldn’t figure out why.

Soon, they began discussing business.

When it came to work, Trevor was sharp and composed. His smile was measured, his tone steady. There wasn’t the slightest trace of awkwardness—no sign that he cared whether Jorge had discovered anything about him and Celeste.

Partway through the meeting, Jordyn, who had been watching videos quietly, suddenly looked up.

“Dad, I want to go out and have some fun.”

Trevor didn’t object. “Go ahead. Just don’t stay out too long. Be home before it gets dark.”

“Okay.”

Near noon, just as Trevor and Jorge were wrapping up, Zeke leaned over and whispered something in Trevor’s ear.

Trevor nodded, then smiled. “My secretary just informed me that Mr. Yoder from YodaVision is here as well. I’ll be treating him to lunch. Mr. Robinson, do you have time to join us?”

Under normal circumstances, Jorge would have declined. His relationship with Trevor—and with Matthias—was cordial at best.

But now?

Thinking about what he knew regarding Trevor and Celeste… and seeing how Trevor mentioned Matthias without the slightest hesitation or guilt, Jorge replied coolly, “Sure.”

So when Celeste, Matthias, and Kieran came downstairs at Fleming Group, ready to head out for lunch, they stopped short.

Trevor was there.

And so was Jorge.

They had already been informed—by Lazarus—that they would be dining with Trevor.

What they hadn’t expected was Jorge’s presence.

Trevor stepped forward first and extended his hand to Matthias.

“I appreciate you coming in person to handle the project matters. It’s been a great help.”

“You’re too polite, Mr. Fleming,” Matthias replied evenly. “It’s what I should do.”

Trevor then inclined his head politely toward Celeste.

Jorge watched the exchange.

Trevor’s courtesy toward Matthias was flawless. And when Matthias glanced at him—lips slightly pursed, expression indifferent—Jorge almost laughed.

The irritation in his chest sharpened.

After brief pleasantries, they headed to the restaurant.

Once seated, the conversation flowed easily across a range of topics.

Celeste spoke little.

She only contributed when the discussion touched on cooperation between Fleming Group and YodaVision.

As the host, Trevor kept the momentum going, directing most of his attention toward Matthias and Jorge. From Jorge’s perspective, Trevor handled the situation impeccably.

Matthias, maintaining professional decorum, responded whenever Trevor addressed him. To any outsider, the two men appeared to be on excellent terms.

Jorge observed quietly.

Matthias showed no sign of knowing anything.

Trevor and Celeste barely exchanged a glance.

Celeste sat there, composed and reserved, as if she and Trevor were nothing more than distant colleagues.

The chill in Jorge’s eyes deepened.

She really was good at acting.

If he hadn’t witnessed it himself, if he were judging solely by her quiet demeanor at the table and her limited participation in idle conversation, he would have believed she was exactly what she appeared to be—a focused, disciplined engineer who cared only about her work.

But in truth…

Trevor and Celeste were more alike than anyone realized.