Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 458

and Freedom: No More Homemaker for Hom

Chapter 458 No Real Emotional Bond

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Brianna caught a flash of malice and provocation in Polly’s eyes, the kind of look people wore when they thought they’d won.

She clenched her teeth. Polly definitely wouldn’t let this go casily.

She had already told Ayla about the things that might happen.

Ayla had simply reassured her, saying that the things she was worried about would absolutely not happen. Brianna didn’t know why Ayla was so confident, but right now, all she could do was believe her.

And Ayla was walking right in front of her–back straight, strength and resolve radiating from her bones. It made Brianna feel at case, as if she really could just hide behind her boss and stop worrying about everything else.

Sure enough, Brianna didn’t feel as afraid anymore.

She waited for Polly to suffer the consequences she deserved.

Ayla reached the corridor ahead of them and was about to turn toward the exit.

Melody wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks to provoke her. She quickened her steps, about to barge right up to Ayla—when Iris suddenly reached out and stopped her with one hand.

Melody froze. “What are you doing?”

Iris waited until Ayla passed smoothly before speaking. “Sorry. You were blocking Ms. Keaton’s way.”

No one was allowed to make trouble for Ayla.

After saying that, Iris followed Ayla cleanly and decisively.

She didn’t spare Melody’s ugly expression a single glance.

Melody was dumbfounded. Ayla had walked straight past her without even looking her way, treating her as if she didn’t exist at all.

Bitch.

How could she be so arrogant?

How dare she completely ignore me?

Her brother was Herman, the Vice President of Storm Group–did Ayla really not care at all?

Compared to the last time at the airport, Melody felt Ayla had changed a lot. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, only that this woman felt dangerous now.

Still, status was status. Losing was losing. What right did Ayla have to be so proud?

Fabiola’s gaze followed Ayla, the corner of her lips lifting slightly, almost imperceptibly.

So, this was her younger sister. How interesting–such a cold presence, like someone who hadn’t lived an easy life.

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That ruthless chill fit Fabiola’s imagination perfectly. Vely interesting indeed.

Fabiola found herself liking this city more and more.

Melody couldn’t stand being ignored. Her emotions flared immediately, and Fabiola soothed her, suggesting they go somewhere else to drink.

Polly played the role of a cheerful mascot for the night coaxing and flattering them along.

Ayla had Iris arrange for Brianna to be sent back to the film set. Now that the contract was signed, Brianna would be assigned a manager and an assistant. Of course, Ayla didn’t need to handle these things personally -the company had a complete, standardized process.

Only Ayla, Hannah, and the driver were left in the car.

When the car reached a corner, Ayla told the driver to stop.

She sat quietly in the car, looking out into the distance.

Not long after, Fabiola arrived at the parking lot.

A middle–aged butler, around fifty, immediately got out of the van, followed by a nanny.

The two hurried over to surround Fabiola–carrying her things, handing her water. The butler’s eyes were filled with concern.

Ayla’s expression darkened, no longer bothering to hide it.

She had seen that butler before.

When Ayla and Kaleb were teenagers, they would visit Zheron during school breaks, but Phil always arranged for them to stay in hotels.

The siblings had been to their parents‘ temporary apartment once–a minimalist place, a little over 2000 square feet, completely devoid of warmth. It was obvious their parents rarely came home, and there was no one taking care of the place.

Sometimes they would go to Phil’s office instead, hoping their father could spare some time to take them out, because he was always so busy and hard to see.

That was when Ayla had occasionally seen this butler.

She and Kaleb had stayed far away.

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Phil had given the butler many instructions, seemingly about taking care of someone who was ill. Ayla had rarely seen such worry and panic on her father’s usually stern face. He had repeated his instruction and over.

Seeing him again now…

So, that was how it was.

Ayla finally understood.

Phil was the biological father of both Ayla and Kaleb. In her memories, there were moments when he had

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