After All the Hurt, She Chose Herself novel Chapter 31

Twenty million dollars?

What twenty million dollars?

Aria’s words landed like a live wire, sending a lethal jolt through the room.

Charles frowned deeply. “Roxanne, what does Aria mean by that?”

Roxanne’s heart sank. This was clearly not the right time to explain.

Aria glanced around the room before stuffing the divorce agreement into Gideon’s hand. “Sign it.”

She no longer had the desire to explain. Whether they knew the truth or not wouldn’t change a thing.

Gideon casually flipped through the agreement. She was leaving with nothing. Aria wasn't asking for a single thing.

“Roxanne, say something. What’s this about twenty million dollars?” Charles’s tone was growing urgent.

Roxanne glanced at Aria, her lips parting as she tried to figure out how to explain it to Charles.

Charles knew nothing about the twenty million. Although he was dating Flora now, he would definitely cause a scene if he found out that Roxanne had used twenty million dollars and his future career to force Aria’s hand.

The Brent family’s business was struggling, and they were counting on Charles to secure a patent. She couldn’t let anything go wrong now.

“Gideon, what are you all doing here…?”

Lilith, dressed in a hospital gown, emerged from her room, supported by Flora.

She was still very weak after the emergency procedure.

Everyone’s attention immediately shifted to her.

The matter of the twenty million dollars was quietly brushed aside.

“Aria, you’re here!” Lilith offered Aria an eager, pleasing smile. “I know you don’t want to have a child, so I won’t force you!”

Aria’s brow furrowed.

She made it sound as if Aria was some kind of heartless monster.

But in reality, cord blood wasn’t the only thing that could save her.

“I never said I wanted you to die, it’s just…”

“Aria, shut up.” Gideon strode forward and grabbed Aria’s hand.

He knew what she was about to say, but he couldn't let her.

To get her hands on that twenty million, she would have to wait until the divorce was finalized.

Gideon saw the seriousness in Aria’s eyes, along with a fleeting look of relief.

It seemed if he signed it, she would truly leave.

A phone rang at the inopportune moment.

It was Aria’s cell.

The call was from Old Mr. Evernight.

Aria’s eyes paused. The old man had eyes and ears everywhere. He probably already knew she had brought up divorce.

She found a quiet corner to answer the call.

“Aria, I told you, no divorce until it’s been three years!”

“Grandfather, even if we divorce now, the certificate won’t be issued for another month. Won’t that make it three years?”

“Once you sign the papers, are you going to let Gideon touch you?” the old man snorted. “I meant three years of a real marriage! Not a marriage in name only. Otherwise, twenty million for three years—do you think my money grows on trees?”