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Chapter 184

No one knew Alexander's preferences better than her. It wasn't difficult to please him, but the challenge was whether he would give her the chance to do so.

Just like during that period of time, she had prepared dinner countless times, waiting for him time and time again, only to find no trace of him even in the late hours of the night.

When he was cold-hearted, he was truly heartless. No matter what she said or did, she couldn't see him.

This phone call was her touchstone, and it seemed that he was no longer as heartless as before.

Having prepared dinner, Aveline drove to his company.

Carrying the food box, Aveline pondered seriously. The mastermind behind the scenes knew everything about them, indicating that the person was likely close to Alexander.

Who could it be?

Lucas and Jordan were obviously not the ones, and Auntie Helen was too straightforward to keep

secrets. Could it be someone from his company?

Before the divorce, Aveline had never been to his company. At that time, she thought he had protected her well enough, but now she realized it was just a joke.

His engagement to Nora was widely known, and news of the two of them was everywhere.

Her status hadn't really changed much; whether in the past or now, she was still invisible.

the top floor. At this time,

already left, but his secretary

moment in

men and two women,

the woman sitting in the corner. The

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but she had a

president's office is ahead," Jordan gestured, inviting her

was busy, and Aveline couldn't see much at a glance. In order to avoid aroming suspicion,

"Knock, knock, knock."

an extremely cold voice from

while the people in the secretary's office

known that Alexander had always been quite disciplined in

no woman had ever appeared

Leon's head, as the secretary was

so much nonsense? Have you

muttered quietly, while Jordan glanced

work."

"Yes, Jordan."

in everyone's eyes were full of gossip, but

at the man who was busy writing, feeling