“Aveline, we need to talk,” Lucas said, walking up to her, his eyes fixed on her.“What about?” Aveline asked.Without answering, Lucas took her hand and led her upstairs. Aveline frowned slightly but didn’t pull away.Once back in the presidential suite, Lucas pulled her to sit on the sofa and said, “About us.”Aveline’s lashes fluttered as she responded, “There’s nothing to talk about between us. Miss Winter came to see you, so let’s finalize the divorce.”Lucas’ face darkened, but he remained patient. “I’ve made it clear to Sophia that I won’t marry her. You’re right, there are many ways to repay a debt, and marriage isn’t the only one. So, I won’t marry her.”He tightened his grip on her hand, his eyes locked onto hers. “Now, are we still getting divorced?”Aveline’s heart trembled. Everything that had happened recently felt like a dream. She had been uncertain but hearing his words and feeling the emotions welling up inside her, she suddenly felt a surge of impulse.But she held
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