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My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 22

"The mango juice is very sweet." Lyra smiled sweetly at Julien and put the cup on the table. "Thank you for remembering what I like."

Julien smiled faintly. "I remember everything you like. There's a fruit farm with good fruit. I’ll get the boss to send two boxes of mangoes to your house tomorrow. But if you'd like other fruits, you can let me know too."

"Mmhm." Lyra forced herself to answer.

Then, she started to feel uncomfortable and pushed her chair away to stand up. Her face grew paler and paler. "I’m going to the bathroom, Julien. You can stay and chat with my dad."

She lifted her skirt and walked away as fast as she could.

Lyra had always been allergic to mangoes. The allergy was so serious that just a small amount would be enough to kill her. Before she could reach the washroom, she felt her airways block up, and her feet stumbled; she almost fell.

"Lyra, Lyra!" Mrs. Madden rushed over and quickly held her daughter.

Seeing how uncomfortable Lyra looked, Mrs. Madden became anxious. "How could you be so silly? You're allergic to mangoes. Why did you drink the mango juice Julien gave you? Do you want to die?" "Mom, i-it hurts..." Lyra gasped for breath and clutched Mrs. Madden's hand. "Get a doctor quickly, but you mustn't let Julien know. If he asks you, you must tell him that I like mangoes very much."

"Now’s not the time to talk about this!" Mrs. Madden rebuked, trying to help Lyra to the lounge.

However, before they could take a few steps, Lyra fainted in her hands.

"Lyra!" Mrs. Madden was so anxious that she was about to cry. She was at a loss as to what to do. " Someone, help!"

On the other side of the banquet hall, Julien and Brandon had been chatting for a long time. When Julien looked at his watch, he saw that 20 minutes had passed, but Lyra had yet returned.

Lyra had just recovered, so Julien was afraid that something would happen to her again. As such, he pushed his chair back and got up. "Brandon, I'll go look for Lyra."

"Don’t worry, Lyra is fine." Mrs. Madden happened to come back at that time. When she heard Julien, she said with a smile, "She has been busy accompanying us all day today and is a little sleepy, so I took her to the lounge to rest."

Mrs. Madden continued, "You've done well today too, Julien. Why don't you head back and get some early rest? Brandon and I will send Lyra home when she

wakes up."

The banquet had come to an end, and Julien was indeed tired.

"In that case, I'll leave it to you," Julien spoke in a low voice. "When it's not as busy at the company anymore, I hope you and Brandon will be gracious enough to have a meal with my mother."

Mrs. Madden smiled. "Of course. Be careful on your way home."

With that, Julien took his jacket and left. When he turned around at the door, he saw Mrs. Madden say something to Brandon, and then the two of them hurriedly walked towards the back of the banquet hall.

Zack was already waiting by the side of the hotel.

When he saw Julien walk out, he quickly opened the back door.

The car drove smoothly towards the Flint residence.

The silence made Julien feel even more irritated, and he remembered the scene of Sydney appearing at the banquet.

Beside her was that warm and gentle young man.

Julien tugged at his bow tie. After a while, he asked Zack in a low voice, "Have you investigated Layden Lowe?"

"Yes,” Zack reported the investigation truthfully." Layden was born in Rivervale. It is a poor place located near the mountains, so the roads aren't well developed. The nearest school there is ten kilometers away. Six years ago, Ms. Raines went there to see the impoverished children and sponsored Layden.

"After he left the mountains, he was scouted by Valen Entertainment while he was looking for a summer job, and he’s now Valen’s most expensive male model. Layden is also particularly smart. It was because of his help that Ms. Raines could squeeze into the shareholders of Skylight so quickly."

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