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Divorced 54
Lucas' room was on the 9th floor. Just as the elevator was about to reach the 7th floor, he suddenly canceled the 7th-floor command.
"What are you doing?" Aveline frowned, asking immediately.
Lucas replied, "Everyone here knows we're married. It wouldn't be appropriate to sleep in separate rooms."
Aveline retorted, "I doubt anyone cares about your private life."
Lucas said, "Just in case."
By the time Aveline reached for the 7th-floor button, it was too late; the elevator had already stopped on the 9th floor. Her expression darkened.
Lucas walked out of the elevator and went far ahead before Aveline finally stepped out. However, she didn't follow him. Instead, she headed toward the stairwell.
Seeing this, Lucas tugged at his tie and called out, "Aveline."
She paused. "What?"
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Lucas sighed almost imperceptibly and said, "There's no major conflict between us. Can't we just get along peacefully?"
Aveline's hand clenched into a fist.
Now he wanted to talk about getting along peacefully?
That was what she had wanted before, but how did he treat her?
Because she initially refused to divorce, he treated her coldly and harshly.
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She almost thought he had been possessed by someone else!
And now, he wanted to get along peacefully.
Aveline chuckled lightly. "Fine, attending the dinner will cost you two hundred thousand dollars."
Lucas paused. "That's quite the price hike."
Aveline turned to look at him. "It's your reputation at stake, not mine. After we divorce, no one will care who I am."
She acted as if she didn't care at all.
If he wanted peace, he would have to pay for it.
Lucas stared at her mocking eyes, his breath heavy. She really dared to raise the price on him.
Seeing his silence, Aveline walked over with her arms crossed and a half-
smile on her face. "Or... we don't get divorced. I'll do my part as Mrs. Tudor, and you act like a proper husband. Then you can forget about any repayment." "One million, and you move over," Lucas said coldly. He then turned, pulled out his room card, and entered his room without another word.
Aveline's smile had barely formed before her expression turned
bitter.
Ha...
Was it that as soon as something involved Sophia, he would immediately compromise?
She wanted to ask him, "Do you like Miss Winter that much? Then why not just divorce me quickly?"
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The doorbell rang.
Lucas opened the door to find Aveline standing there, her expression indifferent.
"Where's your luggage?"
"Didn't bring any," Aveline replied, stepping inside and glancing around the room.
It was a presidential suite with three rooms: two bedrooms and a study. The living room was spacious, with a soft leather sofa.
Aveline walked straight to the side bedroom. "I'll stay in this one."
Lucas's deep, magnetic voice said, "Stay with me."
Aveline looked at him. "Do your business partners really care if we sleep in separate rooms or together? Isn't that a bit intrusive?"
Meeting her mocking gaze, Lucas felt an inexplicable irritation but said, "I can pay more."
"In your dreams!" Aveline's smile faded as she shook her phone. " Transfer the one million now. As for anything else, don't even think about it!"
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