Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 182

Audrey’s POV

Hearing Blake’s warning tone, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. I understood he wanted to protect Laurel and her mother, but did he have to treat me like I didn’t know basic manners?

I pursed my lips and kept walking. The mansion’s interior was even more impressive than its facade.

Blake walked ahead with Scarlett while I trailed behind, watching their interaction.

“Twilight Mansion’s architectural style stands out in New York,” Blake said, clearly trying to ease the tension. “Did you choose this villa because you appreciate Victorian architecture, Mrs. Rose?”

Scarlett laughed dismissively. “What would a simple housewife like me know about architectural styles?”

She paused, glancing back at me. “I chose this place because…”

Her words stopped abruptly when our eyes met. Something flickered in her expression.

“Because Laurel’s sister loved this style of building,” she continued with a different tone. “When she was alive, our family didn’t pay enough attention to her. After she passed away, we tried to honor her memory by purchasing things she would

have liked.”

Blake nodded. “So you chose this place to commemorate her…”

The hallway opened into a spacious tea room with large windows overlooking a garden. Scarlett guided Blake to a chair near the window while a housekeeper prepared tea.

Blake suddenly frowned, as if remembering something important.

“Mrs. Rose, does anyone in your family have an interest in jewelry design?”

Scarlett paused at the doorway. “No.”

She motioned for Blake to sit. “You know most of our relatives. They’re mainly in real estate. None of them work in jewelry – it’s a small business for our family. And certainly none of them work as designers.”

I don’t know why, but when Scarlett mentioned jewelry being “small business,” she glanced at me with unmistakable disdain. How would she know what I do? I only started designing jewelry after divorcing Blake.

“Please, Miss Sinclair, sit down,” Scarlett said, noticing my gaze. She gestured toward a chair in the corner, far from where

she and Blake sat.

As the housekeeper

manners whatsoever,”

from the moment we met,

for

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directly. And

face paled. “You dare

sake,” I replied coolly. “Now that I’m divorced, you’re just another middle–aged woman. Why

“I am your elder! This is how you speak to your elders? I was right about your lack

tea. “For people who use age as their only

clearly shocked by my retort. In the past, whenever she mocked me, I’d always silently taken it. Today,

her teeth. “You

“Audrey.”

as the tension in the room threatened to boil over, Blake frowned and lowered his voice. “Mrs. Rose is

you,” I whispered. “I’m not trying to marry her daughter, so why should

her?”

Blake’s face darkened instantly.

decided not to push further. I was here to find Laurel and learn about Rachel’s phone. If

Mrs. Rose and got thrown out, today’s trip

and smiled.

will marry

pouring tea into his cup. “Blake, when do you plan

the room

Blake’s POV

back in her chair, completely relaxed. She held her teacup with a casual elegance, taking occasional sips while watching

she react? Is she pretending not to care… or

warmth. “Laurel and I aren’t at

You’ve only recently divorced. Moving too quickly would cause

recently. He’s interested

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