Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 276

Divorce and Freedom. No More Homemaker for Him

Chapter 276 Provocation

“It was an emergency. The exact cause is still being investigated.”

Troy immediately thought of Draven and suspected he was behind it.

His face darkened. “Fine. I know.”

Edgar said, “Get over here as soon as possible.”

Troy refused. “I’ll send someone instead.” He hung up.

He couldn’t leave right now. If he did, he wouldn’t be back anytime soon.

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Troy couldn’t even be sure what he felt about Ayla anymore, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that he wanted Ayla to come back obediently.

Since Ayla had gotten jealous over Skyla, he figured she wasn’t that cold–hearted after all.

I’ve already made my feelings clear to Ayla. She should realize I’m backing down. There’s no way she can’t feel it.

Next, I will coax Ayla back.

At this moment, I can’t leave.

If I left, who knows what might happen?

Besides, Draven is eyeing Ayla like a predator. All the more reason to stay. I won’t let that bastard get his

way.

The next day, Troy went to the office and was surprised when Martin called, also about the branch office, telling him to deal with it immediately.

Troy’s tone gave nothing away. He verbally agreed. After hanging up, his face sank to its darkest point!

Last night, he’d only been guessing it was Draven.

Now, he was completely certain!

And last time at home, Draven had beaten him up. All these years, Draven had never provoked him.

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Now, because of Ayla, he’d struck again and again!

And Martin had given orders. Troy had to go on a business trip.

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The sense of being forced into it made Troy furious. And the fact that this was all Draven’s doing pissed him off even more.

He immediately called Draven.

The call connected.

Before Draven could speak, Troy roared, his voice icy cold, “Draven, are you behind this?”

Draven admitted it without hesitation. “Yes.”

The veins on Troy’s forehead throbbed. His hand clenched into a fist. “You bastard! You really want to steal from me that badly?”

Troy rarely contacted Draven. This call was meant to vent. He thought Draven would stay silent like usual, but instead, he heard him say, “Troy, I’ve never wanted to steal anything from you.”

Troy even heard a trace of seriousness in his tone.

It sounded like a massive joke.

“Bullshit! From the day you were born, you were trash nobody wanted. Because you had nothing, you want everything I have. You want to compete with me for everything!”

“You can think whatever you want.”

Draven didn’t care about Troy’s rage.

Troy had never been friendly to him anyway, except in front of Martin, where they pretended everything was fine.

In private, as soon as they met, Troy acted like a mad dog snapping at him.

Draven was long used to it. He didn’t care if Troy hated him even more.

But when he thought of Ayla crying from being pushed to that point, even though she said it was partly an act, Draven didn’t want to see her cry, no matter what the reason was.

Troy needed to be taught a lesson.

“So you’re not even pretending anymore, huh?” If Draven were in front of him, Troy might’ve already lunged at him.

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Troy wasn’t usually this violent, but Draven was the biggest curveball of his life. No matter what Draven did, he could set Troy off instantly.

Draven gave a cold laugh. “If I hit you, it’s because you forced me.”

“You little…”

“Troy, I’m coming for Ayla.” Draven’s voice was icy and ruthless. It was stripped of all emotion and heavy with pressure. “I’m competing with you for her. For real.”

“Draven, what-”

The call ended.

Before Troy could finish, Draven hung up. The contempt hit him head–on, like several hard slaps across the face through the phone.

Rage ignited completely. Troy shouted at the disconnected line, smashed his phone onto the floor, and gasped for air.

The noise was loud.

Jed heard it and immediately pushed the door open. Seeing the mess on the floor, he looked worried. “Mr. Winston, what happened?”

Troy’s fist was clenched tight, his gaze sharp as ice. “Get out!”

Jed’s face went pale. Troy was furious. He didn’t dare provoke him and could only leave quietly.

Isabella happened to be walking over with a cup of coffee, about to knock, when Jed said, “Wait a bit. I’ll bring it in after Mr. Winston cools down.”

Normally, this was Jed’s job. Isabella usually listened to him. He finished speaking and was about to leave when Isabella refused, “I’ll go in.”

Jed stopped, turned back, and frowned. “Isabella, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Mr. Winston is extremely angry right now. If you go in, you’ll just get yelled at. I’m trying to be nice.”

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