Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310 Competing Hearts

Chapter 310 Competing Hearts

“Yeah, this is the only possible hobby we’ve found so far,” Isabella said.

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Troy lowered his gaze. Instinctively, he felt that Ayla probably only went to art museums on a whim: she didn’t really have much to do with art.

But the problem was, he knew nothing about Ayla,

If there was even a possible interest, Troy would naturally take it seriously.

Deep down, he wanted Ayla to come back. That meant he might have to swallow his pride once or twice to win her over, even though he was still not used to and didn’t like this kind of dynamic.

Still, Troy had to admit that he preferred Ayla’s attention to be focused on him alone.

Since that was what he truly wanted, there was no point denying it.

Ayla had loved him in the first place. As long as he took the initiative, it would be easy to coax her back. Troy was confident about that.

Draven had gone through all that trouble to dump him in Moblosia to clean up a mess. Did he really think he could take advantage of Troy’s absence? Ayla wouldn’t fall in love that easily. No matter how much Draven schemed, she wouldn’t give him a second glance. It would all be a waste of effort.

With an impassive expression, Troy ordered, “Check the nearby art museums. Keep an eye out for good pieces and buy them.”

Giving gifts was nothing more than instructing his secretary. It took no real effort. That slight discomfort about lowering himself to Ayla was gone.

Appeasing a woman was simple.

Just like Skyla’s gift, it took only a single sentence.

Two days later, Troy and Max learned that Draven had also arrived. Using the excuse of handling overseas branch matters, he had taken Herman away. The person who had been under surveillance had vanished without a trace.

Troy and Max’s expressions darkened. They hadn’t detected even the slightest movement. The fact that they found out about Draven at all might have been because he deliberately let them know.

Max had spent the past few days investigating the background of Storm Group’s overseas branches. After finishing, his expression actually relaxed.

“We didn’t really lose face this time. Over the past three years, your brother’s been overseas, and the company’s done great. This place is basically his home turf now… Why do you look so bad all of a sudden?”

It was like Max only realized it after speaking. “Slip of the tongue.”

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Chapter 310 Competing Hearts

He couldn’t even bring himself to call Draven as his brother.”

Troy had also reviewed Draven’s track record overseas. It was impressive. Compared to Max’s shock Troy himself wasn’t that surprised.

They had been compared to each other since they were kids. On one hand. Troy hated Draven, but on the other, he knew him inside and out all too well. He understood exactly how capable Draven was.

Max studied Troy’s expression. So I don’t need to comfort you? You already knew?”

Troy’s face darkened. “I guessed.”

Max didn’t quite get it “Still, it’s not that big a deal. Why would Draven come here in person?”

What else could it be for? tyla, obciously. Troy genuinely wondered what Draven thought he could gain by putting in so much effort. Competing with him, trying to steal from him, did Draven really think he could win?

And why did he go after you specifically?” Max asked, narrowing his eyes.

That’s between him and me. Troy said coldly. There was no way he was going to tell Max that Draven was targeting Ayla. It was too humiliating.

Seeing that Troy didn’t want to answer. Max let it drop.

Even though he already knew the reason.

With Draven’s personality, someone who never cared about anyone else, it was surprising he had actually stepped in himself. But maybe it wasn’t necessary to stir things up further. The two brothers were already at odds. Max could just sit back and watch the show.

Deep down, Max had a dark, selfish thought: if he couldn’t have Ayla, then he hoped neither Draven nor Troy would get her either.

Troy didn’t stay any longer. He turned and left the office.

Max followed him out. “Where are you going?”

“An auction.”

“What kind of auction?”

“Art.

Max was actually interested in cultured, classy things like that. He just didn’t know when Troy had developed that kind of taste.

Inside a VIP private room at the auction house, Herman sat back on the couch and looked at the unusually silent Draven across from him.

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