Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320

The apology she’d prepared caught in her throat.

He was the one who got seen, so why is he the one apologizing to me?‘ Aria wondered, bewildered.

She cleared her throat and said, “Just having soup for dinner isn’t really enough. I came to get you for dinner.”

Owen smiled. “Shall we head over then?”

“Okay,” Aria said, turning to leave.

Owen watched her retreating figure, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

By the time they arrived, the other three were already seated at the table, which was laden with steaming dishes.

Mono gave Owen a knowing look. “She went to call you for dinner, so what took you so long?”

Owen, without batting an eye, explained, “I dozed off and missed the doorbell.”

Aria carefully set a plate of egg custard before Owen. Her usually cool gaze flickered with uncharacteristic embarrassment as she averted her eyes and said hurriedly, “Let’s eat first.”

Her words came out a bit rushed, as if trying to brush past what had just happened.

Except for Owen, who knew exactly what had happened, no one else caught the slightest hint of anything amiss in her voice.

Owen gazed at the egg custard before him, his eyes shimmering with uncontainable delight.

That dish was meant for him alone.

Overcome with delight, he forgot his manners and dug in first. Beaming from ear to ear, he took a bite. “Delicious!” he exclaimed.

Mono’s lips thinned into a straight line, and he let out a dry chuckle to himself. ‘Look at him acting like a lovesick puppy over a simple egg custard. He must think Aria made it herself.‘

But since Aria ordered it, he figured it might as well have been made by her.

Mono took a bite, his face crinkling with laughter. “Truly delicious. Aria, you certainly have excellent taste.”

Lily also dug in excitedly and exclaimed, “This is honestly the best dish I’ve ever had!”

“Delicious!” Gael said succinctly.

Aria was speechless.

Olivia strode into the Aureus Club wearing a form–fitting red mini dress, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor, radiating an air of innate

arrogance.

Rachel trailed nervously behind her, her face almost completely hidden behind a mask–her anxious eyes peeking out, brimming with unease and fear.

Olivia strode straight to the reception desk, rapped sharply on the counter, and demanded, “I’m here to see Russell.”

The receptionist flashed a professional smile and asked, “Excuse me, may I ask who Russell is?”

Olivia rolled her eyes. “Russell Nicholson!”

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Chapter 320

The receptionist froze for a split second at the mention of the name, then quickly composed himself with a professional smide. My apolo de- our extensive clientele, I can’t immediately confirm if we have a guest by that name. Please allow me a moment I’ll discreetly consult with

manager

Olivia frowned impatiently. “Get a move on. Tell him it’s Olivia Remar.”

“Right away,” the receptionist responded, swiftly turning to consult with the manager.

Inside the private suite, Russell sat on the sofa, his gaze fixed on a teenage boy’s photo displayed on the laptop screen.

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