Aveline paused for a moment before walking straight past without glancing to the side. Desmond took a deep breath and approached her. "Miss Young."Aveline stopped. "What is it?"Desmond pulled out a document, a professional smile on his face. "You should sign this. It will be better for both you and Mr. Tudor."Aveline's expression darkened as she looked at the document in Desmond's hand. "What do you mean? Are you going to bring a new one every day as long as I refuse to sign? And target me in the company?"Desmond replied, "That's how it is, but I didn't instruct anyone to target you."He couldn't let himself be falsely accused.Aveline's tone was cold. "If it wasn't you, then it was Lucas. It makes no difference."Desmond was taken aback. Should he explain that she misunderstood something? He decided against it. Better to inform Lucas first; he wouldn't want to act on his own and displease him.Desmond handed the document to Aveline. "Miss Young, please sign it."Aveline took the d
Aveline's gaze turned icy. "Do you have any proof?"Sophia responded, "He got poisoned after eating the food you prepared. What more evidence do you need?"Aveline retorted, "He bought the ingredients himself. By your logic, could I say he poisoned himself to frame me?""You!" Sophia's face darkened. "Miss Young, that's unreasonable!"Aveline replied, "It's better than twisting the facts."The tension between them was palpable."Enough!" Lucas finally spoke. His handsome, stern face was dark, and his gaze was cold as he looked at Aveline. "Do you not know why I want a divorce? Aveline, I don't want to be harsh, but you better sign the papers, or else...""Or else what?" Aveline stared directly at him, the man she once loved and shared a happy life with, her heart full of mockery. "Are you going to kill me?"Her voice was light, like a feather landing on Lucas' heart, yet it irritated him for no reason. Wasn't she the one who wanted a divorce? Why was she saying this now?Lucas' tone gr
Lucas looked into her clear eyes, noticing her still-pale face. Her expression darkened.Suddenly, Aveline sat back down. "Forget it. You've already dirtied yourself. I don't like you anymore."Lucas' voice turned cold. "What did you say?"Aveline replied, "It's something that was going to happen sooner or later. Is there anything wrong with me saying it now?"Seeing her indifferent and even apologetic expression, Lucas felt a surge of frustration in his chest."Aren't you here to discuss the divorce?" he asked.Aveline acted as if she had just remembered. "Oh, I almost forgot."She picked up the divorce agreement, glanced through it, then sneered and tore it up right in front of him."I've decided not to divorce," she declared, tossing the shredded paper into the trash. Ignoring Lucas' darkened expression, she turned and walked away.That's right. She came to provoke him. Why should he dictate whether they divorce or not? Why should he control everything while she suffered all the gri
Aveline said, "That does sound like a solution."Yvonne's smile deepened. "Actually, I do quite like you. If you and Lucas could stay together, it would be wonderful."Aveline gave a faint smile. "I'll think about it."Yvonne nodded. "Alright, if you need anything, just let me know. I will certainly help you.""Thank you, Mrs. Tudor."Aveline was polite on the surface, but she suspected Yvonne might have ulterior motives. However, given Yvonne's status, Aveline didn't have the leverage to confront her. So, she just went along with whatever Yvonne said, but whether she would act on it was another matter.Aveline stood up. "Mrs. Tudor, I need to go home now. Goodbye.""Alright, take care."Yvonne smiled and watched her leave, sipping her coffee leisurely. She then took the phone from her lap and pressed the button to end the recording. A dangerous glint flickered in her eyes before quickly disappearing....When Aveline got home, she received a call from Selena. She put it on speakerpho
Aveline was startled. Russell was nearby?"Oh, okay."After hanging up the phone, Aveline went to the door. Soon, the doorbell rang. She opened it to see Russell standing there with his signature purple hair."Russ, you're here," Aveline said with a slight smile.Russell smirked, his already strikingly handsome face becoming even more roguish. His captivating eyes seemed to draw people in. "What's going on?"Aveline let him in and briefly explained the situation.Seeing the vegetables on the table, Russell raised an eyebrow. "So, you left the police station earlier because of this?"Aveline nodded. "Yes."Russell continued, "Why didn't you tell me when I asked?"Aveline felt awkward and rubbed her nose. "I hoped this matter could be resolved quickly, but the police's efficiency isn't that high. I didn't want to carry this burden any longer, so I wanted to get to the bottom of it as soon as possible."She paused. "I thought it would be too much trouble to involve you, but now I have no
Aveline asked somewhat nervously, "Is it... not good?"Russell looked at her and suddenly said, "Just one meal isn't enough.""Huh?" Aveline was confused. "Then how many meals would be enough?"Russell laughed at her puzzled expression and held up three fingers.Aveline laughed too. "Three meals? No problem. Just let me know when you're free, and I'll cook for you."Her respectful and humble attitude made it clear she saw him as a friend. Russell felt a strange sense of familiarity with this dynamic and slowly lowered his hand. "We'll see when I'm in the mood.""Sure, no problem," Aveline agreed readily. Cooking a few meals wasn't a big deal. She just wanted to repay this favor.Despite feeling a bit uneasy, Russell had to admit Aveline's cooking was really good. It suited his taste perfectly. He ended up eating two extra servings!Seeing the dishes nearly empty, Russell began doubting his own appetite.Aveline came over to drink some water, glanced at the table, and asked, "Russ, was
The next day, Aveline arrived at work to find another pile of chaotic tasks waiting for her. However, today she wasn't angry; she was looking forward to lunchtime.At noon, Russell called to tell her the results were in and had been emailed to her."Thank you, Russ!" Aveline said excitedly.Russell replied slowly, "Knowing which vegetables are poisoned doesn't prove your innocence."Aveline paused. "I think these vegetables were bought at the supermarket. There might have been an issue there. I need to check the surveillance footage."Russell said, "It's been so many days; it might be difficult."Aveline's lips tightened. She knew that if she had checked on the day it happened, it might have been easier. But she had to try.Russell spoke casually, "Of course, if you cook ten more meals for me, I might be able to figure something out."Aveline couldn't help but laugh. "Russ, don't you have a chef at home?"Russell replied, "Just say if you'll do it or not.""Deal," Aveline agreed witho
"Hello?"Aveline answered the call, her tone turning colder.Lucas' voice was even colder than hers. "Where are you?"Aveline paused. "Do you need something?"Was this about the divorce again? She had made it very clear that she wouldn't agree to a divorce until the matter was fully investigated. Why was he so persistent?Unexpectedly, Aveline thought of his previous attitude and began to understand. Watching someone get anxious over something while she remained detached felt oddly satisfying."Come to the hospital now. I have something to ask you," Lucas said and then hung up abruptly. His tone was commanding and icy, leaving no room for refusal.Aveline frowned at her phone. What was wrong with him? Why should she go just because he said so? She put her phone back in her bag and decided not to go to the hospital. She needed to return to work.After the confrontation with Gwen, she was probably furious and might dock her a lot of pay. She needed to make up for it.However, when she ar