After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline looked at Hilda's thin, pale figure with a calm expression.

"If you don't tell me what I need to know, I won't help you leave. Do you think I'm desperate to get back what was taken from me? You're wrong. This whole matter has never really mattered to me. Whether I have parents or not isn't important." Hilda's face immediately darkened. She stood up, her eyes filled with agitation.

"How can you be indifferent? She stole everything that belonged to you! Do you know how wealthy your parents are? You were supposed to be the daughter of a rich family, but she took it all away. Are you really willing to let that go?"

A cold light shimmered in Aveline's clear eyes. "Since she could take my place, it only meant you were the accomplice. How can I trust you didn't let greed cloud your judgment?" Hilda hesitated, her face paling further.

"Aveline... she won't help me, and she won't spare you either. Your existence is a ticking time bomb. She'll find a way to get rid of you, so you won't have a chance to return. Even if you don't care about meeting your biological parents, you can't stop her from seeing you as a threat!"

Aveline paused, realizing there was some truth to Hilda's words. If the other side found that she had kept Hilda, they wouldn't leave her alone, regardless of whether she knew the truth or not.

Hilda saw her reaction and continued to persuade, "Aveline, I don't want anything else. Just get me out of here, far away, where she can't find me or harm me. If you do, I'll tell you everything I know, alright?"

Aveline remained silent for a moment.

Hilda's heart began to pound.

Could it be that Aveline truly didn't care at all?

would be tempted by

rid of her

magnetic voice suddenly cut through the

was, she froze for a moment, then remembered that this was the same man who had been with Aveline when she was captured. He looked extraordinary, with an unmistakable

unconcerned; she had

didn't dare to approach, watching

and said, "This is my business;

was best not to mix their affairs

make

immediately thought of Bobby, who was still locked up in the basement of the Tudor

replied,

studied her intently

you don't

about lilies?

him a look of exasperation and chose to ignore