This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1262 It’s Anya

The ladies were giving the girl in the wheelchair weird looks. Looks of disdain. Of scorn. To them, this woman was nothing but a gold digger wishing to marry into a rich family. Such women would gain nothing but contempt from them, not to mention the woman was someone who couldn’t even stand up on her own two feet. In most cases, they wouldn’t look down on those with disabilities.

However, their circle could be ableist when it came to marriage. They didn’t think this cripple was a worthy match for Toby. She was even worse than Sonia, for goodness’ sake. At least Sonia has fully functional limbs. But this woman has nothing, and she’s a cripple. She has no right to approach President Fuller. They’d rather see Toby marry Sonia than have this woman talk to him.

One of the ladies suddenly asked, “Does anyone have Sonia’s number? Call her right now. Tell her some wench is hitting on President Fuller.”

“We don’t have her number. Not like we’re friends with her.”

“Yeah. We should get a waiter to do this for us instead.”

“Alright. Get a waiter, then.”

embellished the story and told him to tell Sonia about it. The server nodded and looked at Toby for a moment

of her dating Toby just became ardent supporters of her relationship with Toby just because of another woman hitting on him. They even went as far as to help her out, too. Yet,

had no idea a woman was trying to hit on him. He closed his eyes and sipped on his wine, enjoying the moment of peace. However, the moment he heard the sound of a wheelchair, he stopped twirling his glass altogether. Apparently, the wheelchair’s appearance had soured his

was just passing through. This wasn’t his turf, after all. Everyone made it look

his vicinity. Since he thought the person was just passing by,

soon realized his guess was wrong. The person wasn’t passing by. They were coming toward him. The sound of the wheelchair was

appearance soured his mood once more. Probably another lady trying

as long as he was the most powerful man in the city, he knew most women would want to date him.

would become one of the top families in the city. That was why a lot of aristocrats ignored his warning to try their luck. If it

his eyes. It made her freeze for a moment, but then she quickly

thought it looked fake. So, when she flashed him a smile, not only did he not find it attractive, but he also felt her smile was rather stiff, like a puppet. A hint of disgust filled his eyes as

it’s me.” She pushed her hair back, her smile broadening. The woman

mere coincidence. Everyone knows I’d attend the banquet, but nobody from Westsanshire was invited. You didn’t

Westsanshire, but he was powerful enough that the host wouldn’t dare to offend him. Even though they had only invited Seafield’s aristocrats, any other city’s aristocrats could just tell them they wanted to come, and they would be permitted to enter. Must be