After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Selena continued her playful banter, even giving Lucas a pointed glare without missing a beat.

Aveline stifled a laugh, listening carefully to the story Selena was recounting. After a moment of thought, she asked, "So, you stayed downstairs that long because you were planning to help out?"

Selena's expression shifted to one of mild discomfort, her tone defensive. "I wasn't going to help. If she's getting pushed around, she deserves it!"

Her words didn't fool Aveline. She had known Selena for years and was well aware of her complex feelings toward the Quin family. While Selena often expressed her disdain for her parents, she had never spoken ill of Jolie.

It was clear to Aveline that Selena cared about her sister, even if she wouldn't admit it outright. But since Selena wasn't ready to talk about it, Aveline decided not to press the issue.

"Alright, let's eat. The food's here."

"Good idea."

...

Downstairs.

she had finished eating, she set down her utensils, smiled at Gavin, and said, "Thanks. This meal's

briefly at Quentin, who quickly intervened, "Thank you, Miss Quin,

at how fast they

on it. "Got

not even sparing a glance at Gavin, as if the entire interaction had been nothing more

puzzled. "Is there something going on here or

couldn't figure

having finished his meal, wiped his mouth with

softly

completely absorbed in

cheeks glowing with warmth. Her long, curled lashes fluttered delicately, and her soft lips curved into

yet curvy, with a defined waist that led into graceful, flowing lines. Her pale, slender legs peeked from beneath her skirt, and Gavin's eyes lingered for a split second on her ankle before he quickly looked away. Quentin pulled the

put her phone away. She happened to catch sight of Gavin through the half-open rear window-his sharp features and short, dark hair were unmistakable. His eyes were closed, exuding a distant, cold aura