Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she couldn\u2019t fix the situation, why didn\u2019t she just back down?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was only a resignation-hardly the end of the world.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clinging to it like this was pure stubbornness, bordering on madness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe Max\u2019s mindset had shifted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because as the people in the room kept talking, he didn\u2019t want to join in. In fact, he felt a faint, inexplicable resentment rising.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes stayed lowered, unfocused, staring into his drink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy glanced at him. \u201cWhat are you thinking about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max shook his head. \u201cNothing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou like someone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max froze for half a second, never expecting Troy to be the one asking this question.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shook his head again. \u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was a lie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I like your wife.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Correction-your ex-wife.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then his foxlike eyes curved with lazy humor. \u201cBut Troy \u2026 I\u2019m curious. If someone liked Ayla in the future, and chased her openly and boldly-would you feel even a tiny sting of discomfort?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everybody knew Troy didn\u2019t love Ayla. The question wasn\u2019t taboo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was gossip-pure entertainment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every pair of eyes turned to Troy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t even blink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh?\u201d Max lifted a brow. \u201cReally? Not even a little?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy simply said, \u201cI\u2019m not repeating myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cUnderstood,\u201d Max murmured, draining his glass, lips hooking into a small, complicated smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rolf scoffed. \u201cMax, your question is pointless.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
100\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAyla has no space in her eyes for other men.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max didn\u2019t say anything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He used to think so, too. But people change.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, he said lightly, \u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skyla\u2019s brows drew inward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max seemed curious about Troy\u2019s opinion\u2014but in truth, every line he said circled back to Ayla.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something about him felt off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when she looked again, he seemed exactly the same as always.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maybe she imagined it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After all, the fight at Max\u2019s bar-Zane versus Kaleb-would naturally draw his curiosity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skyla thought about Kaleb again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d hit hard. Zane got injured far worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Of course, Kaleb\u2019s company was bleeding-repairing the breach would take at least a month.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Time in development was money. A month of delay meant a fortune burned to ash.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb\u2019s company was low on funds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They might not survive it. Bankruptcy was a real possibility.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Perfect. A nice little reality check.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, Skyla secretly hoped Ayla wouldn\u2019t give in this time-she wanted Ayla to stay stubborn and reckless. She wanted the whole spectacle to explode spectacularly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Storm Group CEO\u2019s banquet was filled with power figures-people you only ever saw on televised conferences and finance news.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla stayed quietly behind Blake, doing her job without drawing attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven handled the crowd with ease-authoritative, elegant without effort.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When the banquet finally wrapped up around 10 p.m., the VIPs drifted out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Most of the Storm Group team went to the restroom or stepped out to take calls.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:07 Tue, Dec 30\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only two people remained in the private room: Ayla and Draven.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla couldn\u2019t help staring at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
100\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d skipped the office today.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the banquet, he never looked her way once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Normal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was who he was-he didn\u2019t waste attention on anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But now the room was empty. Her staring was too obvious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t ignore it. He finally turned, eyes skimming toward her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They locked eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t say a word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For the first time since she\u2019d known him, Ayla felt genuinely nervous. Her fingers knotted together involuntarily, squeezing tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven\u2019s gaze swept down. \u201cYou\u2019re nervous?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Storm\u2026\u201d Ayla asked, \u201cDo you hate Troy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the question left her mouth, Draven instantly understood her intention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Last night on the tennis court-the look she gave him, like a predator eyeing its prey-made sense now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, this was her reason.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t rush to answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes gradually exposed embarrassment, anxiety, unease \u2026 even fear-as if she were about to admit the very thing she dreaded saying aloud.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was rare seeing so many emotions flickering across Ayla\u2019s usually calm face. Draven found it \u2026 intriguing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But beneath those emotions, there was also a quiet, razor-sharp intelligence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Knowing her mood was a tangled mess, Draven deliberately stayed silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla\u2019s nerves snapped tighter. Her palms pressed into her knees, rubbing anxiously.\u00a0<\/p>\n
People might return to the private room at any moment. She was running out of time. She tried again. \u201cMr. Storm\u2026 do you hate Troy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want me to reconcile with him?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:07 Tue, Dec 30\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 99 Mr Storm, Do You Hate Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla almost choked on her own breath. \u201cNo. Absolutely not.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen, you want to drive a wedge between us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said nothing for a moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy aren\u2019t you denying it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you be willing to let the relationship between you two get slightly worse?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven looked at her, and finally stopped toying with her. He told her the truth he\u2019d always known, \u201cI don\u2019t hate him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla fell silent once more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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