All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Zayne had been waiting in front of the coffeehouse for nearly two hours. Just as he was about to go inside to find her, Marisol came out on her own."Did he hurt you?"He saw the woman's red-rimmed eyes and flushed nose tip. It was clear that she had just been crying. His expression darkened immediately. Though his tone remained calm as he questioned her, he was already striding toward the coffeehouse, looking ready to settle accounts with Nick."No!"Marisol quickly grabbed him and pulled him away. "Mr. Muller Senior asked me to come over tonight. I can't delay any longer. Besides, what business is this of yours!"It was always like this. Over the past year, every time she met with Nick, Zayne stuck particularly close. Initially, he would insist on accompanying her inside for meetings like this. When she scolded him, he always had the same response. "Mr. Muller's final orders were to protect you."But Nick would never hurt her!After losing her temper several times, she'd fin

What? Luke? Did he mean Lucian?Was Otto missing his grandson and talking about him with someone? But something felt strange about it. She instinctively held her breath, trying to hear more clearly. Then, the door suddenly opened.Marisol, who had been leaning against it, lost her balance and stumbled inside. She hit something hard, and her forehead throbbed with pain."What are you doing here?" A man's deep, steady voice came from above her head. It sounded strangely familiar.She covered her forehead and looked up. Then, she froze in place.Standing before her was a man in a black short-sleeved shirt. He had a buzz cut, sharp and defined features, and dark eyes as keen as an eagle's. His eyes were now fixed on her. It was Logan.Why was Lucian's cousin here?Well, it made sense. Otto was a military retiree, and Logan was currently the Muller family member developing fastest within the military. Of course, they'd speak to each other frequently. She rarely visited Otto, so it wa

"How are your studies going?" Marisol tactfully changed the subject."First place!"At the mention of this, Andre immediately beamed with pride again, spreading a pile of test papers and report cards on the table. This didn't surprise Marisol at all. Andre was always naturally intelligent. Even when he didn't study, his grades weren't bad. This past year, especially, it was like he'd had a breakthrough and made remarkable progress.It could be said that as long as Andre was willing to learn, the adults didn't need to worry about his studies at all. Marisol praised him for a bit."Mom, I listened to Great-grandpa, ate well, grew taller, and got first place in my studies. I did everything you said. When can I go abroad and live with you?"Andre immediately pressed his advantage. Marisol was at a loss. When had she ever said that doing these things would mean she could take him abroad?Everyone seemed desperate to go overseas lately. What was going on? Either way, Andre definitely

"You're Marisol?" It was a sharp voice. Marisol stepped back, rubbed her forehead, and looked up to meet fierce eyes tinged with red at the corners.It was a woman smoking a slender cigarette at the banquet.The woman was tall. Her burgundy suit gave her an intimidating presence that warned people to keep their distance. Her sharp eyes carried intense scrutiny as she looked Marisol up and down. Her crimson manicured fingers held the slender cigarette that was wreathed in smoke.She leaned closer with a somewhat oppressive air and asked again, "Are you Marisol?""Yes."Smoke wafted toward her face. Though it wasn't the harsh, unpleasant kind but rather a cool mint scent, Marisol still frowned and stepped back.She hated the smell of smoke. Any smoke."Who are you?"Marisol was certain she didn't know this woman and had never seen her before. Remembering Nevaeh's earlier comment about coming to witness her misery, she frowned.Did this imposing woman know Nevaeh? Was she here to

Andre suddenly rushed forward, kicking the boy to the ground and pinning him down while throwing punches. Having been specifically trained by Otto, several kids tried to pull him off, but they couldn't move him. Instead, they got hit with a few punches themselves and ran away screaming.The two boys wrestled on the ground. The boy who was being beaten wasn't one to give up easily either. He struggled fiercely, throwing punches at Andre while shouting."Andre Muller, you're just a kid nobody wants, with no dad or mom! You don't know, do you? Even if your dad hadn't died, your parents would have divorced anyway!"Nobody wants you! My dad says you're just unwanted trash, a jinx. It's because of you that your dad died... mmph!"Hearing this, Andre's face showed no surprise at all. With a dark expression, he swung his fists harder without saying a word. Blood splattered. Soon, the boy was reduced to just wailing.Finally, a teacher who had been called over arrived and separated the two