Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 244

Aveline never thought of angering Nora. How did she come back so quickly?

She already hated herself to the bone. If she found out that she was in the president's office, wouldn't

she cause chaos in the Sterling family?

Considering her main purpose for coming to the Sterling family, she absolutely could not let Nora ruin her plan.

Aveline pushed against Alexander's chest, her impatience evident in her eyes.

But Alexander seemed indifferent. At this moment, it was as if he had longed for this, like a lost

traveler finally finding the only oasis and refusing to let go.

Aveline was getting anxious. With Nora about to barge in, Alexander showed no intention of letting

1. go.

Nora was becoming increasingly impatient, clearly aware that she was Alexander's fiancée. Jordan saw her acting like she was guarding against thieves.

"What's this? Do I need an appointment to see my fiancé? Move aside."

Aveline's heart was about to jump out of her chest as she struggled to break free from his embrace.

This lunatic, on one hand, wouldn't let her go, and on the other hand, agreed to the marriage with the Kingsley family. She didn't know what he was plotting.

You say he really likes Nora, then why would he hold onto her at a time like this?

as she lowered

smiled and looked

was the real

vast room, at one moment pulling open the cabinet of the bookshelf, and at

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office couldn't even accommodate one person, and she couldn't help but complain softly, "Don't you

"Hmm?"

your ex-wife after all. If I'm found by Nora, it will be

as if the two of

"You also know that

hidden."

him coldly, "In Nora's eyes, do you think she can tolerate me? I'm

both of us."

for herself. She didn't want to be kicked out

everything.

louder, Nora was about to

and pushed open the bookshelf, revealing a suite where he

Aveline quickly walked in.

that moment, Nora, who was dealing

only seeing Alexander sitting behind the desk, holding a pen and looking

raised his head, his dark eyes falling

unmistakable impatience in his voice, "What are you here