All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 531 - Chapter 540

After hanging up the phone with just a few words, Nevaeh finally breathed a sigh of relief. After hesitating for a moment, she still called Nick.He had delivered the team as promised. To maintain a good partnership, she naturally had to follow through on her agreement to help him succeed.It took a while for him to pick up. His voice was cold. "What is it?""Nothing." Nevaeh thought for a moment, then began with a long string of thanks. She also expressed that once the project succeeded, she would definitely give him a profit-sharing contract."Not necessary." Nick was very calm. "I don't need that. You said you'd help me win her over. How do you intend to do that?"Hearing him bring up this matter proactively, Nevaeh felt relieved inside. She wasn't afraid of Nick making demands; in fact, she welcomed it.As long as he wanted something, there would be a weakness to exploit, a way to pry him open. Their cooperation would also be more stable.Nevaeh's tone became much more relax

A blind date. That was something Marisol considered a terrible idea.She had been on blind dates before, just recently in fact, but she never imagined she'd be participating in this kind of situation in this way. As she was nervous, she almost forgot the script she and Nick had agreed on the night before.Plus, even if she hadn't forgotten, she really couldn't get the words out now. If it had been someone she didn't know, she wouldn't be in such a state. But she knew Sophia!She and Sophia's father, Jonathan Hayes, had collaborated several times in business. Doing this kind of thing in front of a business partner's daughter, even though they were similar in age, was truly mortifying.Marisol's ears were burning as she looked pleadingly at Nick, who was sitting at the table with his head down. His expression was unreadable, though she could see his shoulders shaking slightly. But he didn't look up at her, so he was clearly not planning to help her out.She had no choice but to meet

"I..." Marisol gripped the car door handle, not daring to look into Nick's eyes. Her mind was a complete mess. "I... I want to go home." She needed to calm down and think things through properly."Alright." Nick didn't press further. He said gently, "Text me when you get home, okay?"After hesitating for a few seconds, Marisol nodded.…Watching the car speed away, Nick raised his right hand. It still seemed to retain the soft warmth of the woman's touch. He inhaled lightly, catching the faint scent of jasmine that was both refreshing and intoxicating.He couldn't help but smile. Just now, when he had reached out to touch Marisol, she had pulled away. This was actually the best possible signal.Before, when Marisol avoided his touch, it was simply because she didn't like close physical contact. But just now, when Marisol couldn't look at him and dodged his touch, it was definitely no longer just simple dislike. It was stimulation and sensitivity, but a sensitivity different fro

The required satin fabric would naturally need to be hand-woven and of the finest quality. For materials, Marisol could go directly through Velours' resource channels to get the best and most comprehensive fabrics without wasting much time. The most troublesome part was actually the wedding veil.The wedding dress would use embroidery throughout. But since this was a Western royal wedding, she couldn't use entirely Cerulean-style elements. The veil would need to be made of lace, and it couldn't be machine-made.Machine-made lace wasn't fine enough. It wasn't exquisite enough either. Naturally, it wouldn't be worthy of such a grand wedding.Among all the handmade laces, Marisol ultimately chose needle lace, known as the "Queen of Lace". This type of lace was recognized as an intangible cultural heritage. Its crafting techniques were preserved in museums, and it was globally recognized as the most delicate and elegant lace.It would be perfect for a prince and princess' wedding. The

"Mari, I know your last marriage ended badly and you're scared, but you can't let that shadow trap you for life. That kind of scum is rare in this world; encountering one once is more than enough. You've already gotten rid of him, so what are you still afraid of?"Emilia sighed. "You're always rejecting and avoiding things like this. You don't even let me see a glimmer of hope. How can you expect me to feel at ease?""Great-aunt Emilia," Marisol mumbled, her eyes reddening."I don't want to force you." Emilia's voice softened. "I know these things take time and can't be rushed. I'm not saying you have to decide to marry immediately after liking someone; that would be too hasty. "It's just that you keep avoiding these matters. If I don't push you a bit, you'll really put it completely out of your mind."Marisol mumbled, "I get it.""What do you get?" Emilia's voice rose sharply."You just rejected another one! At this rate, when will it ever end? Here's what we'll do: come back