Seeing the delicious food in front of her, Aveline's eyes lit up.

She picked up a few snacks and quietly ate them in the nearby lounge area.

Several women had already started chatting over there.

Since they were talking about Larbor City, Aveline wasn't interested because she didn't know much about it.

"Hey, have you seen Mr. Lucas? He's the third son of Frederick Tudor from Cloudflare City, the one who was in a coma and then went missing for a year."

"Yeah, I saw him. I heard his childhood friend saved him, but her leg

got broken. Then he lost his memory and was found by another woman. When she found out who he was, she refused to divorce him.

"Hah! That's the Tudor family. If you can hold on to Mr. Lucas, you can rise to the top. Who would want a divorce?"

"Isn't his childhood friend pitiful? She saved him, broke her leg, and she still couldn't be with him. That woman must be shameless, clinging to a man who doesn't love her." Aveline was speechless.

Listening to their conversation, Aveline realized she had become their main topic. Her expression changed, and she got up and walked over.

"How did you hear about this in Larbor City?"

She approached them with a gossipy look and asked.

The women saw her, found her unfamiliar, but their curiosity was piqued, and they couldn't resist.

"This news spread in the Larbor City business circle not long ago. Cloudflare City should know about it too, right?" one woman said.

Aveline nodded. "The childhood friend is indeed pitiful, but is the woman who ended up with Lucas really shameless? She didn't seem to do anything wrong, did she?"

The woman looked at her suspiciously. "Who are you?"

Aveline smiled slightly. "I'm the woman who married Lucas."

As soon as she said this, everyone fell silent. The distant music seemed to be blocked out, and it was so quiet that a pin drop could: owner of this content.

be heard.

Seeing them quiet down, Aveline asked in confusion, "Hmm? Why did you stop talking? I enjoy listening. Keep going."

The women exchanged glances, then ignored her and got up to leave.

Soon, the area around Aveline was empty.

She smirked, thinking they were all cowards.

She got up to get more food, and she had to admit that the banquet food was delicious!

Suddenly, a waiter passed by her side, and his tray slipped. The drinks spilled all over her.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" The waiter repeatedly apologized, flustered.

Aveline frowned. "It's okay."

But she couldn't help but wonder, why did the waiter have to walk right behind her when the path was so wide? "Your clothes are wet. You should go upstairs and change so you don't catch a cold." A gentle voice sounded.

lihood power well del gat acting at hun with

The gw july thongson, the gh of the langue h

the day have diangger ad dati oo comfil dhe Hunge

You Wa Sae will add you to go out with ann an proplie zur zonu ile Tüs, Hug anale fur all you."