Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 83

Max said, "I don't need another mom."

His mouth curved right after he said it. The sharp look in his eyes slipped away.

He never stayed harsh for long.

His coldness lasted one second before he went soft again.

It was the quiet kindness built into his nature.

Skyla froze.

A chill rolled through her chest.

Troy had treated her well these days.

Max was her old classmate and always lifted her up.

Rolf worked in the tech branch and stayed close because they shared the same field. Even the richest son in Trensea kept a polite tone with her.

Skyla had joined Norris's lab through her own ability. She raced cars and lived like she had fire in her veins.

Even Bria, who behaved spoiled, looked up to her.

Last night she met Helena, a woman with real power in both business and politics.

With all that support around her, Skyla had grown bold without noticing it. Her words had become sharper.

She stopped thinking about consequences.

Her family's company rested in the hands of her stepmother Juliet. The Walker Group became the Summer Group, yet the real decision maker was still Juliet, and she was not even blood family.

Her dad was a quiet academic and avoided business.

The money and control belonged to her stepmother.

So Skyla's confidence had always been thin.

Her stepmother was the one who pushed the Summer family into upper-class circles.

But money had levels. They were far from families like the Winston family, the Bennett family, or the Alvarado family.

That gap made her nerves worse.

Skyla knew Max never cared about class. That was because he lived at the peak. He did not feel the pressure everyone else carried. But if someone hit his limit, he struck back hard.

No one dared challenge him when he was truly angry.

Just like right now.

Skyla curled her fingers tightly. She hated how small she felt for that one second. She told herself she would improve until no one dared underestimate her again.

She told herself this was only because she always aimed high.

Friends argued sometimes. It was normal.

She thought too deeply because she saw things others ignored.

She decided Max wasn't worth her stress.

Ayla could never match her. If Max chose to lower his taste and aim for Ayla, then that was his loss. It did not involve her.

Skyla stopped speaking to him and focused on her own practice.

She wondered what Troy and Ayla were doing at that moment.

...

Troy felt a guess forming in his mind.

But he still believed Ayla would never challenge him on purpose.

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