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Chapter 62: If you get divorced, my door will always be open for you
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Ava’s brow furrowed as doubt clouded her mind. How had Valentina known she would be at Maison Marseille tonight? And hadn’t Valentina been unwell? Why had she been discharged from the hospital so quickly?Outside the towering building, Valentina leaned against a sleek Lamborghini worth five million dollars—one that her father, Alfonso, had bought for her. The sports car gleamed under the city lights, a statement of wealth and indulgence. Alfonso had repeatedly told Valentina not to drive alone and had even offered to assign her a driver. But Valentina often ignored his advice, opting to discreetly track a man she was infatuated with, as though her persistence would one day earn his attention.Despite her lavish surroundings, Valentina anxiously tapped her manicured nails on the steering wheel, her eyes darting to the glass facade of Maison Marseille. Growing impatient, she redialed Ava.Inside the elevator, Ava rubbed her forehead in frustration as she answered the call. "The elevator
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Ava maintained her polite composure, her lips forming a faint smile as she nodded. “Thank you for your concern, I’m fine.”Inside the second elevator, Alexei seemed eager to lift her spirits. His voice carried a hint of accomplishment as he said, “My collaboration with Mr. Thompson has been canceled. He’ll highly likely come looking for you now.”But Ava’s expression remained neutral. Regardless of whether Mr. Thompson sought her out, she had already decided to sever ties with him. Years of collaboration meant nothing if trust was absent. His decision to not only avoid her but also deceive her in order to hitch a ride with Volkov Co. Inc. spoke volumes about his character.“Well,” she replied evenly, “I won’t work with Mr. Thompson anymore either. I’ll simply find another company.”The elevator dinged softly as it arrived on the ground floor. Ava, preoccupied with getting to the hospital, didn’t linger. She nodded politely at everyone in the elevator, her movements brisk and purposefu
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Serena was already drenched, rendering the umbrella Alexander had given her practically useless. But turning down his kindness a second time would have seemed ungrateful, so she accepted it out of courtesy.If she were honest with herself, she had half a mind to boldly ask for fifty bucks for a taxi ride—anything to avoid stepping into Alexander’s car. However, she bit her tongue, knowing it would only further reveal her reluctance to be around him. Instead, she decided to walk back to the Morales estate.The distance wasn’t impossible—about half an hour on foot—but wearing high heels on uneven pavement made it far less convenient. Each step was a minor ordeal, with her shoes squelching from the rain.From his car, Alexander caught glimpses of her through the rearview mirror, her figure illuminated briefly by passing streetlights. Her drenched silhouette pressed on despite the conditions, lips pursed tightly in determination. His brows furrowed imperceptibly as he watched her stride in
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Ava hesitated before typing out a message: Mr. Vanderbilt, sorry, I broke the umbrella.Feeling a bit unlucky tonight, she impulsively added a pitiful emoji for good measure.Alexander, who seldom engaged in casual conversations, found the message peculiar. Most of his communication was reserved for business calls and the occasional curt chat with associates. Seeing Ava—typically poised and composed—send such an unexpected emoji piqued his curiosity. A subtle but unfamiliar sensation flickered in his chest, though he quickly brushed it aside.Ava didn’t expect any response from him and decided to take a shower. The hot water cascaded down, washing away the chill that had clung to her all night. By the time she returned, dressed in cozy loungewear, she noticed a new notification on her phone: the $700 had been refunded. Alexander hadn’t added any accompanying message.She frowned. Was this his way of saying he didn't want her to pay? Although Ava knew Alexander wasn’t lacking money, the
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Jonathan, who was driving, glanced in the rearview mirror, catching sight of Alexander immersed in a virtual meeting on his tablet. A moment of hesitation flickered across his face as he debated whether to interrupt.Through the corner of his eye, Alexander thought he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the window. For a moment, he wondered if his mind was playing tricks on him. Just as he was about to look again, the car had already driven past.Jonathan cleared his throat. "Sir, that was Miss Serena," he said carefully. "She seemed to be walking her dog."Alexander’s brows furrowed slightly, but he didn’t respond immediately. He turned his attention back to the tablet screen, though a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes. What was she doing out there with a dog?When they arrived at Le Châteauesque Manor, Alexander stepped out of the car, his polished black shoes clicking against the driveway.Aunt Torres, who was sweeping near the entrance, was startled at the sight of him.
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