All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 501 - Chapter 510

In the secluded alley restaurant, it was pin-drop silent. Sienna maintained the downward pressure with her hand while glancing sideways at Zayne, who was holding up his phone behind her.There was some distance between the two sides. Sienna naturally knew Zayne and could even be considered familiar with him. She understood his status and significance within the Muller family.But so what?If she were truly afraid of that, she wouldn't have gone after Marisol in the first place. At the end of the day, there were only two people in the Muller family who held real authority and power: Otto and Marisol herself.She'd already gone after Marisol. What else was there to fear?After glancing at Zayne, Sienna turned back to continue forcing Marisol to leave with her, but Zayne spoke up again. "Ms. Perrin, even if you take her with you today, it won't solve the problem you have with your kid. I suggest you take this call."Sienna didn't turn around. After pausing briefly, she asked, "Who's

"Yes," Sienna said matter-of-factly. "Because she's not a Perrin.""What about me?" Nolan asked. What about his feelings?"You're my little brother. I'll overlook your insolence today in defending an outsider and repeatedly contradicting me. But Nolan, don't make me unhappy."Sienna turned and walked toward the mouth of the alley. Her figure was slender yet sharp. Nolan stared silently at her retreating form, managing only a bitter smile.This was his sister.The Perrins hadn't initially groomed her as heiress, but with her forceful, unquestionable temperament and abilities, she'd dominated him from childhood. She excelled at everything and was brilliant beyond measure. Fresh out of college, she'd quickly made her mark by starting from the company's entry level and completely changing the family's perception. They raised her as the rightful heiress.But he knew his sister all too well. She only did things because she wanted to win. She never cared about family company assets or

In the next second, Marisol awkwardly stopped in her tracks. Under her phone's flashlight, several men lay on the ground, moaning and crying out in pain. They cursed and struggled to get up upon hearing her voice. They clenched their fists as they walked toward her.Ten seconds later, a bunch of them were sprawled on the ground. Marisol asked one of them, "Where's the person you dragged in here? What did you do to him?""What could we do! Didn't you see who got beaten..." The man being questioned started to curse, but catching sight of the silent man beside the woman, he bit his tongue and softened his tone."We didn't do anything! That kid got drunk and trashed our bar, so we just wanted to talk to him about compensation. Who knew the guy would be so violent..."After getting the story and finding out where he'd gone, Marisol stepped over the men on the ground and ran deeper into the alley. Passing by the bar's back door, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inside and quickl

The call ended. In the bedroom, Julius sat on the edge of the bed for a long time until his phone buzzed again, snapping him back to attention. He instinctively answered.It was the fast delivery he'd ordered. He left the room and walked softly past Marisol's bedroom. He then went downstairs, opened the door, and crossed the courtyard to the main gate. Waiting outside wasn't a delivery worker, but Zayne.In the quiet night, a few streetlights glowed along the road. The man stood at the gate holding the items while silently watching him. Julius didn't speak either.The villa's iron gate was half open, with the two of them on either side. They stared at each other wordlessly until Zayne finally broke the silence. He handed over the items, and his tone brooked no argument. "Leave tomorrow. Don't come back here.""Marisol agreed to it. Mind your own business." Taking the items, Julius slammed the gate shut, not bothering to waste words.Zayne wasn't surprised by this.If Julius wer

After arranging affairs for both companies, Marisol finally felt at ease. She changed into a comfortable knit dress she often wore at home and went to the villa's workshop to begin sketching designs for the wedding dress.Though the client wasn't in a rush, custom wedding dresses involved complex procedures and took considerable time. She couldn't afford to be careless, and she had high expectations for this particular commission.Meanwhile, Julius left the house but didn't go directly to find Mitchell. Instead, he first went to school, took care of various matters, then slipped out the back gate during the weekend crowd chaos and disappeared into a waiting car.Soon, the car entered an underground parking garage at a private club. Wearing a black baseball cap and black athletic wear, Julius jumped out of the car. He entered the elevator, went upstairs, and slipped into one of the private rooms.He frowned the moment he walked in. Though the room wasn't exactly filled with smoke an