Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310

The Gibson family’s wanting Aria to drop the lawsult was put as moch a pipe dream

Knowing this all too well. Dexter remained silent

“Go alter her!” Bartholomew snapped. “Once you win her over and she becomes Hannah’s sofer in law, she’ll drop the lawsuit diripts od térs

Dexter figured Bartholomew recognized Aria’s value. With a wry, self mocking smile, he said, “Grandpa, she’s way out of my lasguer

Bartholomew snorted, “She’s merely a divorced woman. What’s she being to picky Mor

“Aria Saxon is divorced! Hurry and drag our son back from abroad–have him woo that girl, bring her home, and secure the family business

“You can’t run the company, but Aria Saxon from Mandino City can–go chase her!

“Since you can’t compete with your brother, go win Aria Saxon’s heart–that’ll give you the upper hand. These were the words Dexter heard the other young heirs repeating from their family elders at the gatherings he attended.

So what if she was divorced?

Aria’s desirability couldn’t be diminished by a mere divorce certificate.

If she could pour her heart into supporting the family of a man she married without love, just imagine how unstoppable she’d be if she ever someone she truly loved.

Not to mention the leading families in Mandino City–even many aristocratic clans in Kanit City were vying to have Aria as the perfect match for their

sons.

Those young heirs had been eager to make a move, but the moment they saw Aria, all their confidence vanished–they simply lost the nerve to pursue her.

They weren’t worthy, couldn’t match her, and didn’t dare try.

Aria was outstanding in every way, yet to Bartholomew, just one failed marriage was enough to strip her of even the basic right to choose her own husband.

Dexter found it laughable.

After hanging up, he headed to Yellan Club.

As Dexter pushed open the private room door, a jumbled, unpleasant mix of cigarette smoke, alcohol fumes, and cloying perfume assaulted his senses—- the chaotic medley making him feel a bit queasy.

He was used to these gatherings–they happened at least once a week.

A few guys lounged on the sofa, chatting and drinking while flirting and joking around with a couple of wannabe celebrities by their side.

The private room was spacious, and the guests naturally split into three groups: the carousers enjoying themselves, the dealmakers discussing business, and those fully immersed in their games.

Spotting Dexter, someone at the poker table wayed him over. “Come join us now!”

Dexter was looking to blow off some steam with a few rounds of cards, so he joined them at the table.

Across the table, Sebastian looked up from his cards and asked with a hint of mockery, “So, the settlement talks fell throu

dit?”

It was a question, yet his tone was completely confident.

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Ethan picked up his cards and shook his head. “It didn’t wort

With a wry smile, Dexter added, “My grandpa still won’t give up he actually wants me to chort Ana son, fat işte for dere

lawsuit.”

Another guy blurted out in disbelief, “Isn’t that just wishful thinking?

“Don’t even get me started on your grandpa.” Sebastian sighed helplessly. “Mine’s had his sights set on Aria Savon sines Before her drains, and he’s always nagging me to go introduce myself to her.”

Everyone present knew Sebastian preferred sweet, delicate girls, not strong, independent women.

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