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My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband] This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity. What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you? "Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy. “Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister. In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty. On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own. Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?

Chocolate Gang · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 317 Continuous Surprises Part 3

"Alright, don't eat too much, you two, mainly because it's all prepared for your mommy!"

Ivy Grant couldn't help but roll her eyes at George Flack, thinking how he could only have eyes for Aria Grant and ignore their kids.

Aria Grant was listening to all this too, and of course, delicious food needed to be devoured quickly, so she took George Flack's hand, "Okay, let's go have something to eat first! After we finish, when we return to the room, I just have something I want to tell you."

"Why not say it now? You're making me a bit worried. Why don't you just tell me now?" George Flack was genuinely a little worried. Ever since Aria Grant returned, everything seemed to get better, but when Aria Grant seriously started talking about this, George immediately panicked.

Aria Grant was amused by George Flack's frowning face. What was he doing?

So Aria Grant softly tugged at the button on George Flack's wrist.