Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 120

Audrey’s POV

I ignored Laurel’s ridiculous question and turned to leave.

The thought that I’d spent the entire afternoon driving a car Blake was planning to give Laurel made my skin crawl with discomfort, like every inch of my body was covered in Invisible thorns. Of course he would buy her a limited–edition sports car. Of course he would spare no expense for the woman he’d always prioritized over his own wife.

“Wait.” I’d barely taken two steps when Thalia grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin.

“Explain yourself,” she demanded. “Why do you have those car keys?”

When I didn’t answer, she pressed on. “Did you see this expensive car and try to steal it? Got caught and came back to retur

She stepped closer. “You came to my brother’s divorce celebration to apologize, didn’t you? That’s why you showed up here.”

Olivia joined in, smirking. “That makes sense. Audrey always cared about appearances. Even wanting reconciliation, she wouldn’t embarrass herself like this.”

She glanced around. “Must be caught stealing with no choice but to come.”

Listening to the two women, I furrowed my brow slightly and calmly shook off Thalia’s grip on my wrist. Three months ago, their accusations would have devastated me. I would have stood there meekly, tearfully defending myself while trying not to cause a scene. But their opinions meant nothing to me now.

I was about to retort when Laurel approached with fake concern, “Thalia, Olivia, stop. Everyone knows Miss Sinclair’s background…”

Her gaze swept over me, the disdain in her eyes obvious. “She probably hadn’t seen such a nice car before and was envious. I’m sure she didn’t mean to steal it.”

She touched my arm. “Miss Sinclair, I understand. Don’t feel guilty. As long as the car isn’t damaged,

it’s fine.”

I understood that behind Laurel’s seemingly comforting words was a calculated insult about my humble origins and lack of sophistication, while simultaneously solidifying the accusation that I h secretly taken the car. Most importantly, she was giving Thalia and Olivia a new angle to attack from

one that would make me look even worse in front of everyone.

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it!” Thalia smacked her forehend. “We need

widened. Does she even have a

can drive,” Thalia sneered, that doesn’t mean

snapped her fingers, pointing at the car. “Check it for damage, she ordered her bodyguards, then shot me a cold smile. “This car costs a fortune. Even one damaged screw is more than someone who left a divorce with nothing

word from the two women felt like an attempt to stomp my dignity

blank despite the sting.

bodyguards circled the vehicle, Laurel turned to me with a smile. “Even if

if something’s broken, Miss Sinclair owes me

car would cause this drama, I’d have stayed home with

I noticed Alexander shifting uncomfortably beside him. Blake stared

his

glanced at him.

Laurel and your sisters down.

lowered his voice. “Blame me for the car if needed. Don’t make this

he looked at me.

to see how I’d handle this situation. A familiar

in the car.” A bodyguard’s

eyes turned to him. In his hand was a small black box with a navy blue

there be a

“I don’t

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compartment of the passenger seat. At the time, both she and I

trying to win

studied the ribbon. “That’s the exact blue of Blake’s favorite sult. Gets divorced, takes

finish, I watched the bodyguards finish their inspection. “Besides this gift box, did you find any

at them

glances. “The car is

turned

think my afternoon of driving would have damaged the car, it was borrowed

to check thoroughly. The box was originally in the car Astrid’s name, so it was reasonable for and had nothing to do with me. I had no obligation to stay and listen to their