Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Laurel’s POV

Blake’s words sent a thrill through me. Finally, something had gone my way tonight. I quickly took out my phone, angling it away from him, and texted the housekeepers at Twilight Mansion.

Prepare the guest bedroom next to mine. Fresh towels, new sheets, and those pills I brought. Make it perfect.

I couldn’t help the small smile that formed on my lips. Tonight might be the night Blake finally stayed over. That old man wouldn’t be able to object to our engagement after that not without looking like a hypocrite.

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But when I looked up, Blake wasn’t turning around toward Twilight Mansion. He was still driving straight ahead, toward Manhattan.

“Blake darling,” I said, confused, “didn’t you say you were taking me back?”

“Michael will send you back,” he replied without looking at me.

Before I could respond, Blake pressed down on the accelerator. The car surged forward, leaving me speechless.

He’s not taking me back himself?

His phone rang, cutting through the silence. Blake pressed the speaker button without hesitation.

“Sir,” Michael’s voice filled the car, “the car I arranged is heading to Twilight Mansion now. You should see it soon.”

“Good.”

“About Paris Night,” Michael continued, “it’s a small hotel like you thought. Ethan Davies ch

bedroom. I’ve sent the address to your phone.”

“Got it,” Blake replied, checking his phone before setting the navigation.

I watched him, his profile hard in the dim light, and finally found my voice.

“You’re going to find Audrey?”

Blake’s POV

“Yes, I am,” I answered without hesitation.

The look of shock on Laurel’s face barely registered as my mind raced with thoughts of Audrey.

student. What can

a mistake

didn’t that boy work at The Underground? The club where

many women has he been with? What if he’s infected

into a king–sized

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need to stop her before it’s

her composure crumbling completely.

as the car accelerated, her knuckles turning white. Her voice rose

Parker!” she yelled. “What do you

be with one man tonight or ten men – it’s none of

toward me. “Why are you

my face blank, refusing to show how her

“you heard when you called – she’s already in the shower. Paris Night is thirty kilometers from here: By the time you arrive, they’ll have already done

I wanted to admit. I considered the truth

my silence for agreement because her expression softened, and

darling, forget about Audrey. Her messy personal

You’ve done your duty as her ex–husband. You don’t need to solve her problems

spare some attention for me instead” it fair to make Michael’s driver take me home at this hour? I promised Mom I’d spend the

and removed her hand from my arm.

the passenger

smile vanished. She bit her

there now, you’ll be

it in time,” I cut her

turned to her, keeping my face neutral despite my anger. “Haven’t you wondered why

stared at me, realization dawning/slowly on her face. “Michael is… already at

shook my head. “Michael is at

cold smile. “Filing a report about prostitution at Paris Night

Audrey’s POV

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I shook my damp hair and looked at my cards

laying

cards onto the table. “Damn it! Audrey, you must

row!”

letting her win? No one has

laughed, hands up in surrender. “I swear, I’m just terrible

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