From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307 What You Can’t Let Go

Aurelia clung to Aella’s arm, pouting playfully. “You promised, Aella. Don’t go back on your word.”

Watching Aurelia leave with her group of friends, Aella felt a pang of envy.

18 years old–an age burning with passion, when love and hate both came easy.

If the Reid family hadn’t gone bankrupt and she’d had a few siblings to protect her, maybe she wouldn’t have been hurt so deeply by Tyrone.

After Aurelia left, Brad couldn’t resist teasing Raine. “Look at her–already chasing handsome guys at her age. And you?”

Raine blinked in confusion. “What about me?”

Brad sighed. “You’re hopeless. Dense as a brick.”

Raine stared at him in disbelief.

She’d always been quick and clever since she was little. No one had ever called her slow before.

Everyone was chatting and laughing downstairs, while Aella went upstairs to use the restroom.

When she came out, she ran into Vivienne.

Aella gave her a polite nod and started walking away.

Vivienne adjusted her hair in the mirror and said, “Dr. Reid, can we talk for a minute?”

Aella stopped. “Ms. Guinevere, we’re not exactly close.”

Vivienne smiled as she walked up. “That’s fine. The more we talk, the closer we’ll get.”

Her tone was polite but faintly commanding, the kind that made people uncomfortable without knowing why.

“Dr. Reid, let me properly introduce myself,” she said. “I manage the Guinevere family business–and I might be engaged to Mr. Winter soon.”

She said “might,” choosing her words carefully.

Aella stayed calm. “Congratulations.”

Vivienne looked surprised. “You’re not curious?”

Aella shook her head.

Vivienne smiled faintly. “No wonder Mr. Winter insisted on marrying you back then. You really do have something special.”

Aella corrected her. “You misunderstood. Mr. Winter’s marriage to me had nothing to do with love.”

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Vivienne wasn’t surprised at all.

She openly admitted her interest in Tyrone right in front of Aella.

“Mr. Winter is attractive, comes from a powerful family, and has the looks, brains, and drive that perfectly

match what I look for in a man.”

Jenny panicked. “No, you’ve got it wrong. I’m just trying to help. If you think I’m overstepping, forget I said anything.”

At the end of the hallway, Aella was about to head for the stairs when a strong hand suddenly pulled her

into a room.

The door clicked shut behind her. She turned around and saw Tyrone standing there.

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His dark eyes locked on hers. “What did Vivienne say to you?”

Aella shook off his hand, irritated. “Nothing important. Just small talk. If you don’t believe me, go ask her yourself.”

Tyrone hesitated, then said, “Whatever she told you, ignore it. I’m not getting engaged to her.”

Aella’s patience snapped. “Tyrone, I don’t want to hear anything about you. Move. Let me out.”

Her cold tone only made his frustration worse.

He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer.

His voice was low and rough. “Aella, why did you let Mason get that close to you? Why did you let him hold you like that?”

The room went silent. The more Aella struggled, the tighter Tyrone’s grip became. He refused to let her

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