Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 611 - チャプター 620

Aidan rolled his eyes on the other end. “Aren’t you still close with your ex-husband? Doesn’t he give you any living expenses?”“Stop wasting my time. This is an emergency!”“Fine. I’ll transfer it to your phone. You haven’t contacted me for so many days, and the first thing you say is to borrow money. Our friendship is over.”“Don’t! If we’re done, who will I borrow money from?”If Alicia heard that Adriana had to borrow money just to treat someone to dinner, she would probably laugh herself to death.Alicia was punctual and entered the private room right on time.Her hair was styled in soft, flowing locks; her makeup was flawless. She wore a chic Chanel suit with nude-colored high heels—pure career-woman elegance, softened by a touch of sweetness.It had to be said: Alicia was quite pretty.“Did I arrive late?”Adriana said, “I arrived early. Since I’m treating you to dinner, I should come earlier.”Without any unnecessary formalities, Alicia ordered a two-person set meal.While wai

Leon sat nearby, trying to reason with him, only fueling his rage further.Yet one had to admire Calvin’s endurance. Even in that state, he didn’t utter a sound, as if the one being beaten to a pulp wasn’t him.Seeing the situation turn dire, Anaya rushed out to call Adriana, fearing Grandfather would cripple her third brother.At that moment…Facing George’s blatant assault, Adriana stood tall and declared sternly, “Do you want to see him die here, or recover from his injuries so we can give you an explanation together? Calvin is the successor you personally cultivated. If he dies like this, it’s not just unfair—it’s a tremendous loss for you, the Walker family, and GE. Is it worth it for me, an outsider?”Calvin’s brow furrowed tightly. He didn’t want to hear her call herself an outsider.Adriana felt his grip tighten, his fingers digging into the space between hers, locking each one in place.“Superficial wounds are no big deal. Let me talk to Grandfather.”“What are you talking ab

By the time they left the hospital, night had deepened.The two got into the car without a word and headed home.On the way, Adriana’s phone rang. Unable to answer while driving, she switched it to speakerphone.“Adriana? Is my brother okay? Did he see the doctor? My brother and I just got Grandpa home and rushed to call you!” It was Anaya’s anxious voice.Adriana glanced at Calvin in the passenger seat, signaling him to speak if he wished.But the young master remained silent.Adriana sighed and continued, “He’s okay. He saw a doctor and got his wound bandaged. It’s not life-threatening, but it’s pretty serious. He got stitches on his forehead. If it heals badly, he might have a scar.”“Adriana, you wouldn’t dump my brother just because he has a scar on his face, would you? He’s so handsome—a little flaw won’t affect his looks at all.”What nonsense.Adriana thought she saw Calvin smirk. Seriously? He actually had the nerve to laugh at a time like this?“My relationship with your bro

Several buttons on Adriana’s pajamas had been torn off, leaving her clutching the fabric to cover herself.“I wasn’t trying to run away! I just got thirsty and wanted a drink!”With that, she bolted.Bam!The door slammed with a deafening bang.The entire sequence unfolded with fluid grace and effortless cool.Trapped inside, Calvin curled his lips into a wry smile and rubbed his temples in resignation. Turning to the disheveled bed and the scattered cardboard box atop it, he tidied everything and returned the items to the drawer.She might get away with it once, but could she keep it up forever?How childish.But what now? With his back injury, he couldn’t take a cold shower. Was he supposed to handle it himself?Damn it. He’d just have to endure.Adriana sprinted into her room, slammed the door, locked it, and collapsed onto the bed. Her heart pounded wildly.She couldn’t tell if it was from anger or from the shock of what had just happened.The next morningHaving learned her lesso

After three days of rest, Calvin’s back injury had mostly healed, leaving only faint traces.The bandage on his forehead had been replaced with a small fresh one covering the stitches. The swelling around the wound had subsided, and his bangs fell loosely across his forehead, creating a stylishly messy look that concealed the injury and made him appear remarkably youthful and fashionable.Today he wasn’t wearing a suit—just a black polo shirt, black slacks, and white sneakers. His tall, straight frame was pure studio-trendsetter material, and he had far more charisma and looks than any of those so-called stars.Hands casually tucked into his pockets, he radiated irresistible charm.Adriana rolled her eyes while packing up team-building supplies. “Dressed to kill on a weekend? Where are you off to attract attention?”“You’re going out?” she asked, her tone less than friendly.Calvin grabbed his car keys without even turning his head. “Yeah, got something to do. I won’t be back tonight.