After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas)

Hearing Melanie's words, Riley's expression softened slightly.

He sighed and said, "Alright, you go ahead and have someone bring Sophia back."

"Understood," Melanie replied, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes as she stood up and left the room.

Sasha also rose and followed her mother out of the villa.

As they stepped into the dark night, Melanie took Sasha's hand, her face filled with relief. "Sasha, my dear daughter, you've finally helped me get rid of this major threat."

Sasha smiled faintly. "She brought this on herself. How can it be my fault?"

Melanie nodded approvingly and then asked, "But are you sure they won't trace this back to you?"

Sasha shook her head confidently. "Don't worry, Mom. They won't find anything. I've already sent those people out of the country. Once they're abroad, there's no way they can be found."

Melanie nodded again, clearly pleased. "Well done. You should also try to get closer to Aveline. It's clear Lucas is very fond of her. If we maintain a good relationship with her, our family stands to gain a lot."

Sasha nodded. "I understand."

As Aveline entered the elevator, she heard footsteps behind her. Turning around, she saw Lucas stepping in as well. Her gaze flickered with surprise. Why was he here?

Lucas entered, pressed the floor button, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Aveline replied, "Aren't you supposed to be handling the rest of the situation?"

Lucas looked deeply into her eyes and said, "None of that is more important than you."

Aveline's brow furrowed, her expression growing colder.

Lucas continued, "I've already set things in motion. By tomorrow, you'll see the news of Sophia being kicked out of the Winter family."

Aveline lowered her gaze slightly, her emotions a mix of thoughts and feelings.

As the elevator slowly ascended, the atmosphere grew tense.

Lucas, with his hands in his pockets, watched Aveline's composed face and asked in a deep voice, "Aveline, if there's anything else you're unhappy with, tell me. Whatever it is, I'll make it happen." Upon hearing his words, Aveline lifted her gaze to meet his, a faint, ironic smile tugging at her lips. "Lucas, you know exactly what I want most."

Lucas' eyes grew colder. "Choose something else."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Aveline fell silent, realizing there was no point in continuing the conversation. After all, it was clear he had no intention of letting her go. What was the use of saying anything more? Ding!

The elevator doors slid open, and Aveline stepped out, only to hesitate when she recognized the floor. She frowned slightly.

Lucas let out a low chuckle. "Planning to visit my place? You're more than welcome."

As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and started leading her toward his door.

"Let go of me!" Aveline shouted, her voice laced with panic. She yanked her hand away with such force that her entire body trembled.

Lucas noticed her distress, his strong brows furrowing with concern. "Aveline, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine. I just want to go home," Aveline replied, her voice shaking. She turned to press the elevator button, but her fingers trembled so much she could barely control them.

Seeing this, Lucas moved closer and gently took her hand. "Aveline, I won't hurt you. There's no need to be afraid of me."

Aveline's eyes widened slightly as she tried to pull her hand away again, but Lucas held on, pulling her into his embrace.

His broad arms enveloped her completely, and the crisp, distinct scent that was uniquely his surrounded her with an overwhelming intensity.