Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

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Chapter 191 Three Times a Week?

Lucien’s gaze suddenly cooled. “Honey, business isn’t really your field.”

He turned back to Tobias, tone smooth again. “But Mr. Tobias Domont, I might actually have a project that could give Domley Tech a bit of a lifeline. If you’re interested, my assistant can walk you through the details tomorrow.”

Tobias lit up. “Lucien, are you serious?”

“Of course,” Lucien replied with an easy smile.

Kaia was more than satisfied. Lucien had played his part tonight better than she ever expected.

While Tobias stepped away to use the restroom, she tugged lightly at Lucien’s sleeve. “You’re not seriously going to help him, right?”

Lucien brushed his fingers gently over her hand. “I know what I’m doing.”

By the end of the evening, Tobias was thoroughly drunk. Sue had to prop him up to keep him from toppling over,

“Lucien, you’re incredible!” Tobias slurred. “You’re my son–in–law! My daughter married Lucien Graves!”

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Kaia’s eyes darkened. His pride made her skin crawl.

“Let’s go,” she said quietly.

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Lucien wrapped an arm around her. “You’re nothing like him, Kaia. Not in the ways that matter.”

Kaia nodded. Tobias might have shared her blood, but he’d never once acted like a father.

“Mom, you really divorced Dad?”

Kimberly still hadn’t processed the news. It felt like the ground

had shifted beneath her.

“Why?” she demanded. “Why did you two split?”

Tobias had twisted her arm, using her brother’s financial scandal

choice.

man she spent decades with could

promised they’d get married again after the

Tobias for now.

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grace. She had been merciless,

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and your dad… things seem tense. Do you really not

“Absolutely not. Don’t get involved. I

Tobias was far too

met her eyes, lips pressed

want to talk,

couldn’t deny the flicker of disappointment in his chest.

let her off easy. It

bags under her eyes. She slammed a paper on the table and stared him

setting boundaries. Three times a week. At most.

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sign here.”

“Three? That’s

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her reflection. “I still have to work. I can’t keep staying up like

earlier. I promise you’ll

“You

he said slowly, “you expect me to be married and spend most nights

Kaia’s cheeks flushed instantly.

want to understand that. And yet… she understood it

could retort. “Five

respond, he was already slipping on his coat and heading

without leaving his driver behind for

stepped out. She glanced at the flashy vehicle and groaned.

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different car?”