All Chapters of After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Kira’s eyes were now fully rimmed with red. She glared at me, her voice shaking with fury.“Evelyn, you used, secondhand woman—what right do you have standing next to my cousin? Did you trick him? Tell me, what disgusting things did you do to manipulate him?”Me? Secondhand?I let out a sharp laugh. “Secondhand? Look in the mirror. You and your entire drama-starved family are the ones who’ve been passed around. "And please, enough with the ‘cousin’ act. Miles already said it that you two aren’t even related. "You’re not family, not even remotely. And the fact that you had the nerve to live in the Wynn household like some clingy stray? You want to talk about shame? You’re the definition.”Kira looked like she was about to lose her mind.All sense of decorum flew out the window as she pointed a trembling finger at me, shouting, “You evil woman! No wonder Julian Moore dumped you. You’re greedy, shameless, and just trying to latch onto my cousin for status. "I’m telling Mrs. Wynn—you’l

Miles wrapped his arm around my shoulder and said to Julian, "Since Mr. Moore is so eager to do charity work, we ought to support him. "But this time, I’ll be going with Evelyn. I don’t feel comfortable letting her head to an unfamiliar place alone."There was nothing but tenderness in his eyes."I need to keep her safe."I saw Julian clench his fists.After a moment, he forced out a reply."Fine. We’ll go together then."He turned around to leave.Unfortunately for him, Miles was here today, and whatever plans Julian had carefully prepared were completely ruined. There was no point in staying any longer because that would only embarrass him.Miles suddenly called out, "Mr. Moore? The second mediation is the day after tomorrow. I hope you’ll cooperate."Julian let out a cold laugh."I’ve already submitted new evidence. Evelyn only wants a divorce because of her amnesia. Don’t waste your effort, Miles. I’m not divorcing her."Miles smiled faintly."In that case, I guess there’s no nee

Trey chuckled."Of course, I'm just letting her enjoy a little sweet victory first."I hesitated, then reminded him,"Don’t forget, you’re ‘dating’ Tina right now. Don’t mess this up."Something about Chloe just didn’t sit right with me. My gut told me she was the type to cling and not in a good way. Trey was playing with fire. And I was genuinely worried he’d get burned.But he brushed it off."Relax. Nothing’s gonna go wrong. Just sit back and enjoy the show."I couldn’t get through to him, so I could only warn, "Just be careful."Then out of nowhere, Trey asked, "Hey, do you trade stocks?"I blinked."No. I don’t know the first thing about it."A muffled laugh came from the other end.I frowned."What’s so funny? Why are you suddenly asking me that?"He snickered for a while before finally answering,"You might want to take a look at Moore Group’s stock today. Someone hammered it hard this morning—it nearly hit the limit down."I swooped in and bought a few thousand lots. Betting

Miles adjusted his grip around my arm and frowned slightly."You're lucky I’m letting you come. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be allowed within ten feet of Evelyn."Trey looked stunned."Bro... I just—"But before he could finish, Miles had already led me into the car.Once inside, I glanced over at him, puzzled."Why are you so hard on Trey? He’s actually not that bad."Miles adjusted his glasses and looked at me."Not that bad? Enlighten me, what exactly is ‘not bad’ about him?"That stare of his made me feel strangely guilty, like I’d just been caught doing something I shouldn’t have.It was weird—nothing had even happened, but the way he looked at me felt like a husband interrogating a cheating wife.I racked my brain but came up blank."I... I don’t know."Miles suddenly gave a quiet laugh."Alright. Just stop defending him. And stay away from him."A lightbulb went off in my head."Wait, you’re jealous? Of your own brother?"Miles let out a cold huff and turned to look out the window.

Trey smiled."Sure thing, Mom. Let me walk you to your seat."He offered his arm, and Marsha hooked hers through his, clearly satisfied.Once they walked off, I finally snapped out of it.Miles frowned a little. I asked, "Is it just me, or was Mrs. Wynn actually nice to me?"He gave me a soft smile."Don’t overthink it."How could I not?Her attitude had completely flipped. And it even looked like she wasn’t being cold to Trey for once.The auction started.Marsha sat a few seats away from us, calm and elegant, flipping through the catalog like she had all the time in the world.Trey kept leaning in to explain different pieces, and she nodded occasionally.It seemed like she already had her favorites picked out.Bit by bit, I started to relax.Each piece of jewelry was brought out by gloved staff, followed by dramatic introductions from the auctioneer. The room got more and more lively with every round.Just like Trey said, the early items were pretty average. But the rich kids he’d b