Chapter 12 An Unexpected Collision\u00a0<\/p>\n
She waited at the corner for a few minutes, figuring Troy had finished his call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she turned back\u2013only to bump right into him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla froze on the spot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were barely three feet apart. Since the divorce, this was the closest she\u2019d been to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She caught the familiar, clean scent of his cologne, the one that carried so many memories.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her heart tightened at this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+10 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy wasn\u2019t in his usual suit today. He wore casual clothes, which softened his image a little, but the natural authority and grace around him still pressed down on her. His eyes, however, were cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Ayla remembered right, she was the one who had once picked up that outfit from the store for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not as a gift, just because he asked her to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back then, she had loved him deeply. She often bought him gifts, choosing them carefully to match his taste. Yet the things she bought, he never wore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the ring on his left hand was still there. A matching band with Skyla\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Could it be that he had never taken it off?\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Troy saw her, surprise flickered in his eyes for a second, then vanished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His face stayed unreadable, and his voice was flat as always. \u201cWhen did you start liking racing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had ridden in her car before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If he had paid attention, Troy would have known she was good behind the wheel. But he clearly never noticed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI came with a friend,\u201d Ayla said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat excuse makes sense,\u201d Troy replied, his tone steady, giving nothing away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was obvious he didn\u2019t believe her. He probably thought she knew about Skyla\u2019s race in advance and came just to interfere.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla wanted to explain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She opened her mouth, but no words came out. What is the point?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even if I explained, he wouldn\u2019t believe me. He probably thought I was covering my tracks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why waste the effort?\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
HAY\u00a0<\/p>\n
29\u00a0<\/p>\n
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13:11 Sat, Nov 29 00G.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 12 An Unexpected Collision\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cTomorrow at six Come back to the estate. His words were cold, more like an order than a request. His eyes slid to her hand. No ring\u00a0<\/p>\n
In three years of marriage. Aola had never taken it off before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
by she putting on a shere right before me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
de she still dragging out this one\u2013sided act?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy\u2019s patience ran out. His face hardened. He walked away without another word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla\u2019s hand shook slightly at her side as she watched him leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Divorce had been his choice. Now he tossed out a command, walked away, and didn\u2019t even wait for her answer. Did he really believe she would never refuse?\u00a0<\/p>\n
To Troy, she was someone he could summon or dismiss at will.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla took a deep breath, trying to push away the swirl of emotions inside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What troubled her more was whether she should go back to the estate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Martin was there. If she didn\u2019t show up, he would surely overthink it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the divorce papers were already signed. She didn\u2019t want to go back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
While she was stuck in this tug\u2013of\u2013war in her mind, her phone rang. \u201cAyla, stay in the lounge for a bit,\u201d Halle said. \u201cI\u2019ll text you when it\u2019s time. I\u2019m about to take you to meet someone important.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla pushed aside the thought of the estate and asked, \u201cWho?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was not part of the plan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halle\u2019s voice was filled with excitement. \u201cThe top dog of Zheron, just back from Moblosia.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halle had started her own business a few years ago. She had seen big names before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For her to sound this thrilled meant this person was special.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure I can join you?\u201d Ayla asked, doubtful.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d Halle said quickly. \u201cThey\u2019re tech leaders. In just a few years abroad, they broke into markets. across several continents, expanded business into more than 20 countries, and their work matches our field. You have to meet them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That kind of r\u00e9sum\u00e9 could land someone on the billionaire list. Definitely a powerhouse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Ayla didn\u2019t remember Halle ever mentioning a connection with anyone from Zheron.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLong story short, Halle explained, \u201cI had an elementary school classmate who\u2019s close to this guy. I\u2019m only getting in thanks to him. Otherwise, I wouldn\u2019t have a shot.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
O\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 12 An Unexpected Collision\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cElementary school classmate?\u201d Ayla asked. \u2018Do you even keep in touch?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
10 Com\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot really,\u201d Halle admitted. He posted something on social media. I saw it and shamelessly reached out. He was nice enough to swap some info with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halle chuckled. \u201cA couple of texts in. I realized this was the kind of person I needed to get close to. And the best part? This top dog is here at the racetrack. Perfect timing, perfect place. I\u2019d be crazy not to go. Everi if I\u2019m just there as eye candy, I\u2019ll still show my face.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla had no words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halle knew what she was thinking. \u201cYou tech people don\u2019t get it. In business, you need thick skin. Just wait for my message. When the moment\u2019s right, I\u2019ll bring you in.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she hung up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This meeting wasn\u2019t something Ayla could avoid.\u00a0<\/p>\n
About 15 minutes later, Ayla got the text.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Halle had already arrived and was in the restroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To save time, Ayla decided to wait for her there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Since she was here, she decided to wash her hands and bumped straight into Bria.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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