The Heiress They Couldn’t Break
Chapter 250 Stop Hanging Out With Her
Finished
As soon as she passed by the window seats, Amelia saw the very person she least wanted to run
into.
Just my luck!
Amelia’s heart sank and her steps faltered.
Even though Vincent couldn’t really affect her anymore, she still had zero interest in dealing with him.
At the same time, Vincent happened to glance up, and he saw Amelia walking in at that exact
moment.
His earlier gloom vanished in an instant, replaced by a burst of excitement.
This must be fate.
He had come out with Marcelo for a random meal, and he’d picked a place she hardly ever visited. Even so, they still managed to run into each other!
Isabel picked up on Amelia’s mood right away. Following her line of sight, she saw someone she’d rather not see.
Marcelo’s mood had been gloomy, but spotting Isabel sent a jolt of excitement through him.
“Isabel, what a coincidence. Why don’t you come sit with us?”
But Isabel was no longer the gentle pushover she used to be. She didn’t even spare glance.
him a
She tugged on Amelia’s arm and whispered, “Let’s just ignore them. I got us a nice window seat. Let’s go.”
Amelia nodded and walked off with her.
The two women didn’t give them the time of day, but Vincent and Marcelo weren’t about to give up so easily.
Unable to hold back, Marcelo followed them before Vincent could even speak.
He’d been reaching out to Isabel for a while now. He had tried practically everything–texts, calls, emails–but she hadn’t responded at all.
She ignored his messages, didn’t pick up, and wouldn’t see him in person.
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Chumph 30 Stop Map Out With He
Maybe childhood friends like Marcelo and Vincent really did share some strange kind of connection. Even the timing of their breakups seemed to line up.
Now the girls they used to ignore were the ones they couldn’t stop thinking about.
The worst part was, those girls just didn’t care anymore.
“What do you want to eat? It’s on me.”
Marcelo tried to just force his way in, practically sitting down without asking.
“Hey, hey, what do you think you’re doing? Don’t you have your own table? Who said you could sit here? Where are your manners? We’re not even close like that.”
Amelia shot her a look of approval. Nice. That’s exactly what you should do.
Damn. I don’t even dare sit down anymore!
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