Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

She was really craving that spiced duck, but it looked like she would have to miss out this time.

Owen suddenly asked, “Are you hungry now?”

Aria paused, then smiled. “Starving.”

Owen smiled back. “Go get your things ready. I’ll whip something up.”

Aria hesitated. “Isn’t that too much trouble?”

Owen shook his head. “Not at all. Just needs to simmer.”

It’s best not to eat overly greasy food at night. Braised spiced duck was just right tender and falling off the bone.

Owen turned to open the door. Seeing the trash bag in his hand, Aria stepped forward and offered, “Want me to take that out for you?”

“Don’t worry,” Owen replied. “Just some stuff I’m sorting out. They’re not in a hurry.”

“Got it.” Aria walked into her apartment.

As soon as Owen entered his apartment, he moved a chair to the balcony.

Since Aria rarely came home late, Owen didn’t want to ask her directly. Instead, he sat by the door, reviewing case files, and only picked up the “trash” he’d prepared in advance when he heard her coming back just to run into her.

Good thing he planned this ahead of time, otherwise, she would’ve missed the spiced duck.

Aria changed into her loungewear and checked her phone. Seeing Vanessa’s message, she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry.

They almost had her convinced with that story.

With a sigh, she replied: [If it’s just private gossip, let them have their fun.]

Vanessa shot back: [Lol, got it.]

Everyone had just assumed Aria was the official girlfriend. But if anyone had dared to spread rumors that her bestie was the other woman, she would’ve hacked into their group chat and shut it down immediately.

While packing, her phone kept buzzing incessantly.

She unlocked it, opened Russell’s chat, and saw a surveillance video.

A moment later, a man’s photo and profile appeared.

[Vanessa’s anti–fan. Hardcore supporter from the rival/studio. He’s already been handed over to the police.]

Aria typed: [Thanks.]

Russell: [Time to honor your promise.]

Aria: [Handling problems on set is literally your job as the production head.]

At the top of the chat, “Russell is typing…” flashed repeatedly, until finally a message appeared, the words sent through gritted teeth: [Aria, don’t test my patience.]

Aria: [I’ve already told Olivia everything. Curtis has the diary. I’ve never seen it, never read it.]

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Chapter 367

Aria put her phone down, finally able to pack her things in peace,

Just as she finished packing, a message from Owen propped up. [Ready.]

Aria washed her hands and headed straight to his place.

At the dining table, Owen lifted the lid, and

am rose, casting a warm golden glow under the chandelier.

Aria was immediately hit by the rich, mouthwatering aroma.

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