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Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 899

It was Derek.

Chloe smiled brightly, picking up the call. "What's up? Miss me?"

Derek was entirely used to her teasing. "I do. But I also need you for something else."

"What is it?"

"Zella needs you—wait, no, she needs Raelynn. She can't get through to her phone. Are you two together?"

Chloe glanced back at Raelynn.

"We are. What could Zella possibly need? I dragged Raelynn out of there specifically to avoid her, and she's still hunting us down."

Though she was engaged to Derek, she and Zella clashed like oil and water. One was arrogant, and the other despised indiscriminate arrogance. They always ended up sniping at each other.

"She's practically panicking. It sounds important. Be a good girl and see if Raelynn can talk to her?"

Derek coaxed her gently.

Chloe sighed reluctantly. "Fine."

Derek chuckled. "My sister can be harsh, but she's not a bad person. If she makes you uncomfortable, just tell her off to her face. Don't bottle it up. I hate seeing you upset."

Chloe would never put Derek in a tight spot.

Derek was from a branch family. While highly respected, he didn't hold the same absolute authority as an heiress like Zella. To keep the peace for his sake, Chloe usually swallowed her irritation.

"Since you asked so nicely, I'll give her a pass," Chloe hummed.

"You're the best. Let's get dinner later."

"Okay."

She ended the call.

Chloe turned around.

Only to find Raelynn giving her a highly amused look.

She blushed furiously. "What?"

Raelynn clicked her tongue, teasing, "You two have been together for years, and you still act like teenagers in the honeymoon phase. Absolutely sickeningly sweet. Your whole face lights up, and your voice gets all soft and sappy."

The villa was just a ten-minute drive from Raelynn's apartment.

Zella didn't text back.

Raelynn and Chloe headed home. Raelynn picked up some groceries on the way and let Chloe take over the kitchen. Despite her chaotic personality, Chloe was a culinary genius. Back in med school, when Raelynn was drowning in pathological research and barely had time to breathe, Chloe would cook meals and literally chase her down the hall to feed her.

Chloe rolled up her sleeves the second she walked in.

Raelynn, who had zero talent for cooking, tied on an apron and washed the vegetables.

A short while later.

The front door was pounded with frantic urgency.

Raelynn grabbed a freshly washed porcelain plate and hurried to open it.

At the door.

Zella, balancing on high heels, leaned against the doorframe, gasping for air. "Why didn't you answer my calls!"

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