Chapter 17

The next day.

At ten in the morning, Aveline's phone rang. She glanced at it and ignored the call.

Jack Potter, the foreman at the construction site, was updating her on the current situation, and she took notes diligently.

By noon, she finally had a moment to sit down and rest. She took a sip of water and then checked her phone.

Eighteen missed calls.

All from Lucas.

Ha!

She let out a soft laugh and was about to call him back when the nineteenth call came through.

"Hello?"

"Aveline, are you messing with me?" His voice came through, cold and filled with suppressed anger. She could hear his heavy breathing.

If he were in front of her right now, he might just tear her apart.

Aveline's tone was cheerful. "Lucas, how does it feel to be toyed with?"

before. How long would he have continued the charade if she hadn't found out? Was he silently mocking her sign language with

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done something so despicable; how could

her style to not get back at

on the other end of the line grew louder,

my divorce terms: a three-hundred quare-meter apartment and two million. Once the house is under my

she hung up the

would need to work her entire life

Tsk...

she had

was no

a quick bite to eat and

the DK

phone, Lucas let out a

Was this woman crazy?

she toy with

almost indifferent tone on the

been like this

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"Knock, knock!"

moment, Desmond

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