From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 249

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ne were filled. Aella’s parents sat side by side, with Clyde next to them. Brad and Raine were there too, along with Mason and his son Henry, and finally Victor, seated at the far end.

With Brad around, silence never stood a chance. His easy charm carried the conversation, turning strangers into friends within minutes.

Clyde chuckled as he looked around the table. “Perfect dinner. Just one person missing.”

Aella reached for her phone and opened a video call.

When Sayer appeared on–screen and saw the lively table, his eyes without me? I hope you all regret it tomorrow!”

widened. “You guys

started

Aella laughed and set the phone on its stand. “We’ll eat. You can talk.”

The meal carried on in good spirits, glasses clinking and laughter spilling across the table.

Then Sayer spoke again. His tone shifted, sharp and blunt. “Aella, Tyrone’s already on a honeymoon with that woman. You still haven’t divorced him? What, planning to keep him around for the holidays?”

The table went quiet.

Aella froze, her hand hovering above her plate. Her parents‘ smiles faded.

Everyone else went still.

Aella slowly put her fork down. “It’s not me holding on. Tyrone refuses to let go.”

No one spoke. Even Sayer on the screen went silent.

The air grew heavy with awkwardness.

Aella forced herself to smile. “Whoever helps me finalize the divorce gets the main seat at the celebration dinner.”

No one laughed. The joke landed flat, swallowed by the quiet.

Her parents exchanged glances full of helpless worry.

Clyde’s jaw tensed. His eyes burned with anger. If Tyrone had been there, he might’ve swung at

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Raine, caught between blood and loyalty, stayed silent, her head low.

Mason calmly helped Henry eat, his expression unreadable.

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Victor swirled the wine in his glass, his eyes thoughtful as they flicked toward Mason for a

moment.

Brad finally sighed, grabbed the phone, and hung up on Sayer. “You always pick the worst moments, man.”

The tension broke just enough for everyone to breathe again.

Aella gestured for Clyde to refill the glasses. Her tone was light.

She didn’t hide her truth. Everyone at that table already knew.

Dinner carried on, followed by several hands of poker.

By the time the butler from Webster Manor came to collect Victor, the night had mellowed.

Raine frowned. “Brad, you knew Zera’s kid wasn’t my brother’s. Why didn’t you say something earlier?”

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Raine exhaled slowly. “Marriage sounds awful. Dating’s better. If one doesn’t work, you find another.”

Brad stared at her. Then he reached out, pinched the back of her neck, and pushed her toward the car. “Get in.”

After everyone left, Aella stayed behind to help her parents and brother clean up.

When the dishes were done, Miriam pulled Aella down beside her. “Honey, I know Brad and Raine are like family, so I’m not worried about them. But those two guests today–their gifts were too expensive. How do you plan to return them?”

Clyde waved a hand. “Don’t worry, Mom. Aella only hangs around good people. They’re generous, not shady.”

Warren’s voice grew firm. “Generous or not, there’s a line you don’t cross. Know the difference between gratitude and debt.”

Aella smiled softly. “Dad, Mom, don’t worry. Mr. Vic and Mr. Fulford might have money, but they’re human. They have their flaws.

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“They’re my friends because I bring something to the table, too. They’re successful, but I’m not weak.”

She understood it now. Adulthood was about balance and exchange.

If her marriage ended, if she no longer fit Tyrone’s world, she would build her own.

She would rise higher in her career. She would create a circle that matched her worth.

At nine that night, Brad and Raine crossed paths with Tyrone at the entrance of Aella’s neighborhood.

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