This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1262

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.”

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

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

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

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

vicinity. Since he thought the person was just passing by, he didn’t

They were coming toward him. The sound of the wheelchair was getting louder, and he could smell

lady trying

women would fall for him, but as long as he was the most powerful man in the city, he knew

lot of aristocrats ignored his warning to try their luck. If it worked, they could get a

girl didn’t expect Toby to open his eyes. It made her freeze for a moment, but then she quickly put on a

through that surgery. She might have a great smile, but he still 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 he

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

is no mere coincidence. Everyone knows I’d attend the banquet, but nobody from Westsanshire was invited. You didn’t come here coincidentally. You came on purpose. Let

invited Seafield’s aristocrats, any other city’s aristocrats could just tell them

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