Urging Him to Get a Divorce (Aveline and Xavier) novel Chapter 799

**TITLE: A Divorce 799**

“No, it’s perfectly fine. I think I’ll just retreat to my room and immerse myself in a book. Just call me if you need anything at all,” she replied, her voice steady, masking the turmoil brewing beneath the surface.

“Alright, alright. Go on then,” he responded, his tone light but concerned.

Once Jason was out of earshot, Aunt hurriedly slipped into the study, the door clicking shut behind her with a sense of finality.

Jonathan lounged on the sofa, a steaming cup of tea in one hand and a novel in the other. He looked up, his brow furrowing slightly at her sudden entrance.

Aunt leaned closer, her voice laced with urgency. “Jonathan, we have a serious problem. Xavier knows. He just visited the villa in the front row and confronted Stephen.”

As she relayed Stephen’s words, Jonathan’s expression darkened. “What do you think we should do? Should we just pack up and leave right now?”

Jonathan’s face turned grave, the weight of the situation evident. “Is it even feasible to leave at this point? And what would fleeing accomplish?”

“But you said Stephen took all the blame, didn’t you?” Aunt pressed, her eyes wide with hope.

“Yes, he did,” Jonathan confirmed, though doubt lingered in his voice.

“Then when we face the Patriarch, we can just claim ignorance. We can say Stephen acted alone, without our knowledge.”

“Do you really think the Patriarch and Xavier will buy that?” Jonathan questioned, skepticism etched on his features.

“Whether they believe it or not, they lack any evidence to prove we instigated Stephen. After all, he was the one who orchestrated everything,” Aunt insisted, her voice rising slightly in fervor.

“Stephen won’t betray me. This situation isn’t severe enough to warrant jail time, anyway,” Jonathan asserted, though a flicker of uncertainty crossed his mind.

Despite his words, Aunt couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that settled in her stomach. She anxiously awaited Xavier’s return, fearing the storm of confrontation that was sure to follow.

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As Xavier left Stephen’s villa and made his way back to The Blue Crest Villa, he didn’t seek out Jonathan. Instead, he sank into the living room sofa, his expression dark and brooding. He turned to Amy, his voice icy as he asked, “Are you absolutely certain that Jonathan’s family had no involvement in the kidnapping incident from before?”

Amy met his gaze, her tone steady. “Mr. Beltran, we have yet to uncover any connections at this point.”

Simultaneously, Amy sighed inwardly, struggling to reconcile the notion that Jonathan could be so cold-hearted as to orchestrate his own nephew’s kidnapping.

Xavier’s brow furrowed further as he inquired, “And how is Bryan faring these days?”

“Ever since you confronted him that day, he’s been quite subdued, staying home and avoiding any trouble. He hasn’t dared to gamble again,” Amy replied, her voice tinged with a hint of amusement.

“I want to show you a photo of that individual to see if you recognize them. Then I need to head back to the city to track down Bryan,” Rupert explained.

“Look at the photo first, and then we can discuss further,” Xavier instructed, his mind racing with possibilities.

Rupert shared their location, and soon, Xavier and Amy made their way to the tourist spot.

Upon arrival, Xavier found Aveline and the others lounging in a café, drinks in hand. He approached and took a seat beside them, the atmosphere light but his mind heavy with thoughts.

Paulina chimed in, “Why all the fuss about running around? We have Aveline with us; she’s more than capable.”

Xavier chuckled softly. “It’s not exhausting sitting in a car, I assure you.”

“But I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll need to head back to the city shortly. You, Collin, Paulina, and Grandpa should stay and enjoy yourselves for a few more days before heading back,” he suggested, glancing at Aveline.

“Simon told you, didn’t he? You don’t need to be on-site for now. You should return to the city and come back when the designs are finalized and construction begins.”

Aveline cradled her cup, sipping her coffee, her silence speaking volumes. She had indeed received Simon’s message and was already planning her return to the city to spend time with her maternal grandparents.

Xavier, unfazed by her aloofness, exchanged glances with Rupert before standing up to bid farewell to Collin and Paulina, the weight of the day still pressing on his shoulders.