Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?

Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?

If she couldn’t fix the situation, why didn’t she just back down?

It was only a resignation-hardly the end of the world.

Clinging to it like this was pure stubbornness, bordering on madness.

Maybe Max’s mindset had shifted.

Because as the people in the room kept talking, he didn’t want to join in. In fact, he felt a faint, inexplicable resentment rising.

His eyes stayed lowered, unfocused, staring into his drink.

Troy glanced at him. “What are you thinking about?”

Max shook his head. “Nothing.”

“You like someone?”

Max froze for half a second, never expecting Troy to be the one asking this question.

He shook his head again. “No.”

That was a lie.

I like your wife.

Correction-your ex-wife.

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Then his foxlike eyes curved with lazy humor. “But Troy … I’m curious. If someone liked Ayla in the future, and chased her openly and boldly-would you feel even a tiny sting of discomfort?”

Everybody knew Troy didn’t love Ayla. The question wasn’t taboo.

It was gossip-pure entertainment.

Every pair of eyes turned to Troy.

“No.”

He didn’t even blink.

“Oh?” Max lifted a brow. “Really? Not even a little?”

Troy simply said, “I’m not repeating myself.”

“Understood,” Max murmured, draining his glass, lips hooking into a small, complicated smile.

Rolf scoffed. “Max, your question is pointless.”

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Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?

“Why?”

“Ayla has no space in her eyes for other men.”

Max didn’t say anything.

He used to think so, too. But people change.

Still, he said lightly, “You’re right.”

Skyla’s brows drew inward.

Max seemed curious about Troy’s opinion—but in truth, every line he said circled back to Ayla.

Something about him felt off.

But when she looked again, he seemed exactly the same as always.

Maybe she imagined it.

After all, the fight at Max’s bar-Zane versus Kaleb-would naturally draw his curiosity.

Skyla thought about Kaleb again.

He’d hit hard. Zane got injured far worse.

Of course, Kaleb’s company was bleeding-repairing the breach would take at least a month.

Time in development was money. A month of delay meant a fortune burned to ash.

Kaleb’s company was low on funds.

They might not survive it. Bankruptcy was a real possibility.

Perfect. A nice little reality check.

So, Skyla secretly hoped Ayla wouldn’t give in this time-she wanted Ayla to stay stubborn and reckless. She wanted the whole spectacle to explode spectacularly.

The Storm Group CEO’s banquet was filled with power figures-people you only ever saw on televised conferences and finance news.

Ayla stayed quietly behind Blake, doing her job without drawing attention.

Draven handled the crowd with ease-authoritative, elegant without effort.

When the banquet finally wrapped up around 10 p.m., the VIPs drifted out.

Most of the Storm Group team went to the restroom or stepped out to take calls.

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Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?

Only two people remained in the private room: Ayla and Draven.

Ayla couldn’t help staring at him.

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He’d skipped the office today.

At the banquet, he never looked her way once.

Normal.

This was who he was-he didn’t waste attention on anyone.

But now the room was empty. Her staring was too obvious.

He couldn’t ignore it. He finally turned, eyes skimming toward her.

They locked eyes.

He didn’t say a word.

For the first time since she’d known him, Ayla felt genuinely nervous. Her fingers knotted together involuntarily, squeezing tight.

Draven’s gaze swept down. “You’re nervous?”

“Mr. Storm…” Ayla asked, “Do you hate Troy?”

The moment the question left her mouth, Draven instantly understood her intention.

Last night on the tennis court-the look she gave him, like a predator eyeing its prey-made sense now.

So, this was her reason.

He didn’t rush to answer.

Her eyes gradually exposed embarrassment, anxiety, unease … even fear-as if she were about to admit the very thing she dreaded saying aloud.

It was rare seeing so many emotions flickering across Ayla’s usually calm face. Draven found it … intriguing.

But beneath those emotions, there was also a quiet, razor-sharp intelligence.

Knowing her mood was a tangled mess, Draven deliberately stayed silent.

Ayla’s nerves snapped tighter. Her palms pressed into her knees, rubbing anxiously.

People might return to the private room at any moment. She was running out of time. She tried again. “Mr. Storm… do you hate Troy?”

“You want me to reconcile with him?”

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Ayla almost choked on her own breath. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Then, you want to drive a wedge between us.”

Ayla said nothing for a moment.

“Why aren’t you denying it?”

“Would you be willing to let the relationship between you two get slightly worse?”

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Draven looked at her, and finally stopped toying with her. He told her the truth he’d always known, “I don’t hate him.”

Ayla fell silent once more.