All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Nick's expression turned cold the moment he was asked about the progress. His usually gentle face darkened with displeasure for the first time."All those 'charming tactics' you mentioned before—throwing money around, giving gifts, taking people out—are completely useless. And here you were bragging about being some kind of dating expert?"Ronan scoffed. That jab hit a nerve, and he wasn't about to let that slide. So, he immediately dragged Nick out of the room.He said, "Hold on, you need to explain this to me properly. There's no way my advice was wrong, so it's definitely because of you. With your brain full of code, you must have done it all wrong! Come on, tell me exactly what you've been doing." ...Meanwhile, Theodore entered the ballroom and scanned the crowd. His eyes lit up the moment he spotted Nevaeh surrounded by a crowd. "Nevaeh!" he called out as he approached her, obviously thrilled.Nevaeh was chatting warmly with some people when she heard the voice. She turn

Marisol felt like the world was crashing down around her. She understood every single word Alinta said, but when put together, she was completely baffled. What did Alinta mean by "she accidentally slept with Ronan"?The little garden was dead silent; even the wind seemed to hold its breath.After a long pause, all Marisol could manage was a dry, stunned whisper. "Where did you even get the guts to do that?"This was Ronan they were talking about. He was a ruthless man who carried a gun, an absolutely dangerous individual. If it weren't for special circumstances, Marisol wouldn't have wanted any connection with him at all.And yet, her best friend had slept with him? She'd always known Alinta loved thrills. The latter learned to shoot and tried all sorts of extreme sports and dangerous activities. However, she'd never shown interest in any man before. What happened to her anti-marriage stance?Marisol paced in circles, took a deep breath, and asked, "What exactly happened?"

Nevaeh had just finished her conversation with Theodore in the banquet hall's private lounge. She was happy that she had achieved her goal. Just as she was preparing to return to the main hall, she received a call from Zayne. The gist was that he had to leave early and had arranged for another car to take her home after the banquet ended. Without any explanation, he hung up immediately.Nevaeh listened to the dial tone from her phone. Her expression darkened for a moment. Zayne always treated her this way, showing no courtesy whatsoever. Once she and Lucian's relationship was official and she became Mrs. Muller, she'd have the authority to properly discipline this man.She'd make sure he learned to submit!...A black car sped through the night and came to a stop in front of Crimson Oaks Estate. Then, a tall man got out and strode into the villa, immediately meeting Wanda, who was pacing anxiously in the living room with worry written all over her face.Before Wanda could speak,

Would she come back after going abroad? This question barely required any thought as Marisol instinctively shook her head. Then, she felt that was too absolute and nodded instead.After what she'd been through last time, she truly had psychological trauma. As long as she got out of the country, unless her legal team or Amara found new evidence that could definitively restart the lawsuit, she absolutely wouldn't return.Without new evidence, she could always take a step back and choose separation for two years before filing again. Nick watched her face. Even though she didn't say a word, he could already guess what she was thinking. He smiled gently and said, "Then I'll come visit you often."Marisol's lips parted slightly, wanting to say he didn't need to go through the trouble of traveling back and forth. However, she reconsidered it. Since he was being so thoughtful in helping her, she ultimately didn't voice any refusal.She wanted to make an excuse about needing rest and leav

On the day of the auction, the weather was perfect. The breeze was blowing gently, and everything was bathed in warm spring sunshine. Winter had retreated, and an early spring had arrived.Outside the villa at Verdant Woods, Marisol stood in the sunlight. She was dressed in a beige knit dress that was layered with a soft silk shawl that looked like an ink-wash painting. Her jet-black hair was swept up with a row of pearl pins, and a strand of large, white pearls that gleamed with silky luster wrapped elegantly around her neck.She exuded a quiet, sophisticated beauty. Beside her, Orion held her hand. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored, vintage-inspired blue sweater and matching trousers. The soft sky-blue hue made his small face look even fairer, and he tilted his head up to look at her.He asked, "Mommy, isn't Mr. Calcraft coming with us?"After spending time with Nick and discovering that he was an excellent cook, kind to him, and had a gentle nature, Orion no longer hid fr