Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle By Danielle Sayers

Fiancé Uncle 98

Chapter 98

After a long moment, Nicolas withdrew his gaze, his tone cold. "Let's go."

Darwin couldn't help but speak up. "I noticed Miss Rowland didn't look too well. Maybe something's wrong. Mr. Hendrix, should I go check on her?"

It was clear to Darwin that Thea had no feelings left for Jake, but for some reason, Nicolas seemed constantly bothered by it.

It made sense, though. Even eight years ago, when the two had been together, Nicolas had always held a grudge. Separately, the names Thea and Jake were no issue, but together, they became a sure way to push Nicolas' buttons. Nicolas lifted his gaze, giving Darwin a cold, indifferent look. "If you're so free, I can find more work for you."

Darwin immediately fell silent.

The coldness in Nicolas' eyes grew sharper. "Drive. Back to the office."

***

Thea felt like her marriage with Nicolas was nearing its end.

For days, she hadn't run into him at Avon Ventures.

Meanwhile, rumors about Nicolas and Stephanie were swirling all over the internet, growing louder with each passing day. Curious, Thea decided to look into Stephanie.

Stephanie was an overseas celebrity. Although her talent wasn't particularly remarkable, she had always had incredible resources.

With her good looks and warm personality, Stephanie was quite popular in the entertainment industry.

Perhaps due to her recent search history, Thea's social media feed began pushing more and more videos of Stephanie.

One day, Thea came across a photo collection of Stephanie. She paused, staring at one particular photo.

It was taken in a restaurant.

In the photo, Stephanie was smiling brightly, her dimples showing faintly. Her eyes sparkled with unmistakable sweetness and happiness.

Next to her was a hand, peeling shrimp.

With just one glance, Thea knew it was Nicolas.

'No wonder she's so happy,' Thea thought to herself.

She sighed softly, closing her phone, and began pondering the idea of divorce. 'Should I be the one to suggest it, or wait for Nicolas to bring it up?"

Having mentally prepared herself over the past few days, Thea no longer felt that bitterness or ache in her heart.

After all, she had more important things to focus on.

The group that had attacked her. Although they had covered their faces well, they hadn't been able to hide everything. Thes had noticed something unusual about them.

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had a tattoo on their necks, a

tattoo wasn't large. Thea had only noticed it when one

realized each of them had a similar dark mark

returning safely to her hotel, Thea

few clues in some of the

People could hire them to

the police had never been able

was certain that there was no way Madelyn had hired them. Madelyn simply didn't have that kind

go to great lengths Thea

oney. to

suppose it wouldn't be fair

of the workday. She called a taxi and headed to the race track in the western suburbs.

hired professional drivers, but Thea didn't

experience in

merely using her own tactics against her, Thea thought to

as she arrived, Thea could hear the roar of engines and the excited shouts of the

had imagined. It wasn't a chaotic, lawless scene, but rather well-organized, with an air

she even

observing the surroundings, Thea began to

previously wondered about this group. Even though their activities hadn't reached the level of

was that

the team's founder

this backing

to sign up for

look, speaking cautiously, Miss, the races

Do I need to provide some kind

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in her rush, and she wasn't sure if the paper certificates she'd found

shook his head and handed her a waiver. "Just sign this. If anything happens, any injuries or worse, we're not responsible." Without

decisiveness surprised the staff member, who gave her another glance, a complex

that he had likely guessed her true purpose for

concluded, and finally, it was

own car, so she had to use one from

was

others would be in good condition, and a driver needed time to adjust

a new car.

and took a

hadn't set any high

goal was simple, race