After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aaron stood tall, his figure straight and imposing. The black suit he wore gave him a formal and serious demeanor, far removed from his usual laid-back image.

Yet, his eyes were cold and emotionless, void of any warmth.

"It doesn't mean anything. I just find it amusing that your adopted daughter holds more value to you than your own son. If you were going to favor her so much, why even bother having me?" "You!"

Nathalie's face turned pale with anger, her hand raised to slap him. But as someone approached, she suppressed the urge.

"Aaron, she's your sister. You grew up together. Are you really going to stir up trouble with us over an outsider?"

Her voice was lower, trying to contain her emotions, maintaining the composure of a dignified lady.

Aaron responded calmly, "Selena is my wife now. She's not an outsider."

Nathalie's expression remained displeased, filled with disdain for Selena.

of you. I don't understand why you dislike her so much. Is it just because she doesn't have a background? If that's the case, I'll

so taken aback that she couldn't

said, "Aaron, is that any

eyes. "Dad, when I try to reason with you, you bring up emotions. When I talk about emotions, you throw

doesn't give you the right to speak to

shrugged. "Fine, then I won't say anything more. But don't come looking for me either. As for Fletcher Enterprises... I won't be

turned and descended

mixed with

this?" she muttered, both furious and

placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll just get rid of that troublesome woman." Nathalie didn't

the type to

heavy, and the image of Samson lingered

furrowed. She rejected the call immediately. But the phone kept ringing

irritated, Selena