Aveline's brow furrowed. What was he doing? Blocking her with bodyguards, not answering her calls, and now stepping into the elevator? Her expression froze, and she was about to leave."What are you doing?" Lucas' cold voice sounded.Aveline replied, "I don't want to be in the same space as a trash can."Lucas' brow furrowed, and a dangerous vibe filled the cramped elevator. He pressed the close button, and the doors shut quickly, leaving no time for Aveline to exit.She glanced at him with a frown and stood in the corner, radiating detachment and coldness.Before, he refused to see her. Now, she didn't want to be near him. What bad luck.Lucas noticed her expression, his eyes dark and unreadable. He asked coolly, "Where's the evidence?"Aveline replied, "I sent it to you."Lucas said, "My phone's off."Aveline smirked. "Can't you turn it on?"Lucas looked at her intently and suddenly asked, "If I gave you a knife now, would you stab me?"The coldness in her eyes was obvious, which
Aveline took a deep breath. It was a good opportunity to ask about the recording.“Okay.”Yvonne asked, “Where are you now? I’ll come to pick you up.”Aveline gave her location, and about 15 minutes later, a car slowly approached. The window rolled down, revealing Yvonne's well-maintained face.“Hello, Madam Yvonne.” Aveline smiled politely.Yvonne said, “Get in.”Aveline opened the door and got into the car.Yvonne asked directly, “Why don’t you look well? Haven’t you been resting?”Aveline replied, “The issue with Lucas being poisoned has been weighing on me. I haven’t been sleeping well.”Yvonne said, “Honestly, I can’t believe you would do such a thing, but since you cooked the food, it’s natural for people to suspect. Didn’t you call the police? I’m sure they’ll find evidence to prove your innocence sooner or later.”“Yes.” Aveline nodded, saying no more.At the beauty salon, they went straight to a private room and lay down on the beds as the therapist instructed.Yvonne asked, “
Yvonne left the beauty salon.Aveline hadn’t been sleeping well lately. She lay on the bed, and as the therapist started massaging her, she soon fell asleep.When she woke up again, it was already dark outside. Aveline left the salon and took out her phone to call a taxi.She hadn’t noticed earlier, but the salon was on the outskirts of the city, making it difficult to find a ride. After waiting for a while by the roadside, she finally saw a taxi approaching slowly.“Where to?” the driver asked once she got in.Aveline replied, “Maple Garden.”She then checked her phone for messages and saw one from Selena complaining about Aaron. The last message caught her attention.Selena asked, “Do you have an extra WhatsApp account?”Aveline replied, “What do you need it for?”Selena texted, “This jerk is giving me such a hard time. I need to get back at him. I’ve found a way. Just wait and see!”Aveline replied, “Don’t go too far. If you push him too much, you’ll end up suffering.”Selena texted
Aveline tried not to overthink and called the police, but the next moment, someone grabbed her phone!“You figured it out?” the driver asked coldly.Aveline felt everything becoming blurry and instinctively tried to open the car door, but it was already locked.“Who are you?” she asked with difficulty, pinching her thigh to stay awake.The driver glared at her coldly. “You forgot me? You little witch, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been in prison!”A flash of recognition hit Aveline—Darren! He was the one Lucas had investigated!But she didn’t know him at all. Why was he so hostile?Instead of panicking, Aveline stayed calm and said, “Is there a misunderstanding? What do you want? Money, a car, a house? I can give you anything. My husband is Lucas Tudor, the heir of the Cloudflare City’s Tudor family. He’s very wealthy.”“I want your life!” Darren shouted, flooring the gas pedal. The car sped off!The sudden acceleration slammed Aveline into the seat in front of her, making he
Lucas's chest constricted as he recalled Aveline's icy demeanor. The memory left him with a lingering discomfort.He tugged at his collar, trying to ease the pressure, but it didn’t help.Stepping out of the hospital, Lucas found himself under a darkened sky. The waiting driver had already pulled up to the entrance.Lucas got into the car and, on impulse, called Aveline’s number again. It was still turned off.Feeling frustrated, he dialed Desmond. “Find out where Aveline is right now.”Desmond replied, “Yes.”An hour ago, Brian had been dragged out, battered, and bruised—all for offending Aveline. With that grim scene fresh in his mind, Lucas dared not delay the order.He knew Lucas was displeased.Desmond's expression was serious as he instructed his team to investigate.…As their sports car zipped past a taxi, Russell's friend in the passenger seat snickered. "Hey Russ, check it out. That cab's practically smoking. What's their rush?"Russell glanced over. The taxi was indeed goin
Darren's eyes flashed with malice as he suddenly raised his hand, thrusting it toward Aveline's face.Darkness enveloped the night, broken only by a sliver of moonlight. As the dagger rose, its surface caught the pale glow, flashing a brief, ominous glimmer.Aveline's heart suddenly tightened, and she shouted, "Even if I die, you should at least let me know why!"Darren paused, gave a cold smile, and viciously grabbed Aveline's hair. "Look at me, take a good look at my face. Do you really not remember me?"Forced to look up, Aveline's eyes widened slightly as she stared at his face.Darren had distinct features, and he must have been good-looking in his youth, but now his face was full of hostility, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.Aveline felt a deep sense of unfamiliarity; she truly didn't remember him!Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Darren angrily slapped her again. "You little witch, you ruined me! If it weren't for you back then, I would have been living freely abroad b
“You're aware we're still married?” Lucas' expression grew colder, his eyes glinting with icy resolve. An aura of sharp, palpable power radiated from him.Russell's grip on the steering wheel loosened for a moment. He glanced at Aveline; she looked unwell, her lips pale, her cheeks red and swollen, and who knew if there were other injuries on her body. Facing Lucas, Aveline's entire demeanor was filled with resistance, especially with him standing right there. Earlier, she had called him for help, only to receive a curt "hang up" in response.How ironic.“Russ, let’s go.” Aveline didn’t look at Lucas and reached to close the car door.Hearing her words, Lucas' expression darkened further. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her out of the car, forcefully wrapping an arm around her waist, and leading her to his vehicle.“Let me go!” Aveline immediately struggled, and in her movements, she inevitably bumped into Lucas, causing her some pain.Lucas pushed her into the car, slamming the door s
Aveline looked at his stern back, took a deep breath, and felt incredibly irritated.What on earth was he doing?He had talked about divorce earlier, and now that she had agreed, he refused.He even blamed her for Sophia's kidnapping.And now she was being watched by Darren.Life was a mess!After walking for a while, Lucas noticed Aveline hadn’t followed and frowned, turning back to look at her coldly.Reluctantly, Aveline got out of the car and followed him into the Tudor residence.“Mr. Lucas, Miss Young,” the butler greeted them respectfully.Lucas replied indifferently, “She is my wife.”The butler paused, then quickly corrected himself, “Mrs. Tudor.”Aveline frowned but said nothing; she was tired of his unpredictability.Following Lucas upstairs, they went directly into the bedroom.Aveline stood at the door, not entering, watching him take out the first aid kit. Seeing her hesitate, he said, “Come here.”Aveline curled her lips sarcastically. “Are you going to treat my wounds y