Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 91

Chapter 91 All I Can Think About

Gavyn found himself at a loss for words, unable to refute the statement.

Waylon may be blunt, but he’s got a point. Upon reflection, he really has been following Aylin like a spell, constantly having his attention drawn to her lately.

And that vain, pretentious woman was a thing of the past, while Lalla was the wife he would spend the rest of his life with in the future.

Moreover, Laila had saved his life. No matter what, he could not let down the person who had saved

him.

Gavyn may appear to be cold-hearted and ungrateful, but in reality, he remembers both grudges and kindnesses.

He will always remember those who have been kind to him, and he would risk his life to repay their

kindness.

Since it was a promise he made himself, he must definitely fulfill it.

After a long silence, Gavyn coldly said, “I understand.”

The call was disconnected, leaving behind a busy tone.

He tutted.

Waylon slipped his phone back into his pocket, and immediately a stunning woman handed him a c**ktail, leaning against him with a soft, boneless grace.

“Is Mr. Kline finally done? Who was he chatting with so enthusiastically?”

The bar was filled with noisy laughter and dim lights. The woman leaned on Waylon’s shoulder, playfully biting his ear as she pouted, “Am I not pretty enough for Mr. Kline to even take a glance, so he won’t drink the wine I offer?”

glass and drained it in one gulp, leaving a light kiss on the woman’s cheek. “How could I not, Yvette? You’re one of the most beautiful women in New York. How could

Yvette Long laughed heartily.

gaze sweeping across the dance floor where men and women were joyfully swaying and letting

Yvette, can compare to that person. If we were to discuss the top beauties

past, when he indulged in romantic pursuits, he would always immerse himself wholeheartedly in the

mind was

Aylin became extremely

transformation. Her stunning beauty, gorgeous facial features, and luxurious attire made her resemble

submissive talker she used to be. Bold

the bland, virtuous wife and

is just so

bit relieved. Luckily, Gavyn wasn’t into this type, otherwise he wouldn’t have

with a strong

wanting to be

“Play by yourself for a while, I need to step out and make a

room, Waylon made a phone

send you a person’s information, and you should investigate them, both their current and

more detailed, the

in the pleasures of life, surrounded by bright lights and

the documents, but

his mind.

and deep within his

a

melodious voice was like a breeze blowing into the ear,

window, illuminating the floating dust particles in the

at those specks of

“What are you doing?”

hushed everyone around

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