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Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 792

Zella glanced at her and laughed. "You really don't waste words, do you? Fine. Even if you don't say it, I know. That girl is bad news."

She pointed ahead. "I heard the Kingsford cafeteria is legendary. Let's just eat there. I don't mind slumming it."

Raelynn fell silent.

Eating in a cafeteria was definitely a step down for the heiress.

The cafeteria was packed at this hour.

After grabbing their trays, Zella suddenly stared in a specific direction. "He actually came."

Raelynn followed her gaze and noticed several female students whispering excitedly, their eyes glued to the same spot.

She saw Sebastian.

He was sitting by the glass windows, having lunch with Kingsford's Vice Principal.

The Vice Principal spotted them and immediately waved. "Raelynn! Zella! Come join us, tables are scarce today."

Sebastian lazily lifted his gaze.

His eyes swept over Raelynn.

Zella smirked, letting out a cold scoff. "I knew he had a meeting at Kingsford today. Speak of the devil."

Without missing a beat.

She dragged Raelynn over to the table.

Zella aggressively took the seat right next to Sebastian.

Trapped, Raelynn had no choice but to sit directly across from them.

The Vice Principal's assistant, quick on the uptake, jumped up. "I'll go grab some drinks."

He returned shortly.

Placing a bottle next to everyone.

To save time, he had grabbed Mango Juice for the whole table.

As it was set next to her, Raelynn gave it a passing glance.

Sebastian placed his fork down. "Do you have any other options?"

The assistant scrambled to reply. "Yes, sir! We have green grape and Coconut Water."

"Swap it for Coconut Water, please," he instructed.

The assistant quickly hurried back and handed him the new bottle.

Zella was practically choking on her anger.

She had never been so thoroughly dismissed by a man in her entire life. He literally didn't care that he was losing her.

He wasn't even pretending to care.

The fury burned, but there was nowhere to aim it.

Yet she had to admit—this ruthless arrogance was exactly why she wanted him.

Zella leaned back and crossed her arms. Desperate for a target, she suddenly fired a question at Raelynn, who had been quietly eating, refusing to engage. "How long until your wedding?"

That single question drew everyone's attention.

Raelynn looked up, bewildered as to how she got dragged into the crossfire. She did the mental math. "About two weeks."

Zella nodded. "Make sure I get an invitation. I'll be there."

Raelynn, distracted by thoughts of Ian, gave a vague nod.

Sebastian's eyes darkened, but he didn't say a word or react.

Zella narrowed her eyes.

Propping her chin on her hand, she flashed a wicked smile and dropped the bomb. "Will you be sending an invite to your ex-husband?"

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