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The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)

Chapter 416
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Chapter 416 She greeted with a polite smile, oblivious to the fact that Leopold was in the adjacent booth, watching the live feed.

He clasped his forehead, feeling so speechless.

True to her nature, she was a woman with a thousand tricks up her sleeve, her mind filled with all sorts of offbeat ideas that even he couldn't fathom.

Kevin cautiously said, “It seems that Mrs. Stirling gets along quite well with everyone.” Leopold's lips twitched, “Is that a good thing?” The more harmonious, the more it suggested that she didn’t care. Maybe, she never cared about him at all! Kevin sighed, “I'm just worried that Mrs. Stirling might act impulsively and do something irreversible, just like three years ago.” This hit Leopold's sore spot, his deepest fear.

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Aurelia could always do something beyond his expectations, something he couldn’t control.

In the adjacent booth, Aurelia had gone to the restroom. As she returned and was about to push open the door of the booth, a deep voice came from behind, “Aurelia, what a coincidence, you're here too.” Turning around, Aurelia smiled slightly, “Mr. Cooper, it's indeed a coincidence.” “We've been running into each other quite often recently. | guess we're becoming more. connected.” Elvis hooked a charming smile at the comer of his mouth.

Aurelia chuckled, a hint of teasing in her eyes, “I dare not be too connected to you, Mr. Cooper, or Melissa might get the wrong idea.” Elvis shrugged, “I've got nothing to do with her, not even friends.” Melissa was never his type.

Aurelia flicked a loose strand of hair from her face, aware that Melissa was in the booth.

If Melissa heard this, she would likely burst into tears.

“Although Melissa has a bit of a temper, she genuinely cares about you. Otherwise, she wouldn't have dragged herself to the tail end of her youth.” Elvis revealed a sarcastic smile, “You know what? The Stirling family has a common problem. What they can’t have is what they want the most. They will do anything to get it. It doesn’t mean they love you, it’s just for the sense of achievement they get from conquest. Once they get you, you're unimportant.” 12 10:36 Chapter 416) His words were a harsh truth, striking Aurella’s most sensitive spot. Wasn't Leopold just like that? When she wanted to leave, he refused to let go. But once he had her, he treated her like an old shoe, eager to kick her out and marry another woman.

“It seems marrying someone from the Stirling family is rather unfortunate.” Elvis looked at her unwaveringly, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, “Aurelia, you're great, you're excellent, you deserve someone who truly loves you.” A melancholy smile emerged on Aurelia’s face.

She could no longer distinguish between sincerity and pretense.

People were too good at pretending.

“I... should get going, Melissa is inside.” Hearing this, Elvis instinctively stepped aside to avoid being seen by Melissa.

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The door to the adjacent booth was slightly ajar.

Their conversation, Leopold heard every word.

In a fit of rage, his hand tightened, the wine glass in his hand immediately showing a grotesque pattern of snowflakes.

Damn Elvis, he was really pulling out all the stops to win over his wife, even resorting to slandering him.

Did he really think it was that easy to steal his woman? After the gathering, Aurelia returned home shortly before Leopold did.

“I heard you went out for a gathering tonight.” “Weren't you the one who wanted me to be virtuous? | invited your concubines to a gathering, we all had a great time.” Aurelia poured a glass of milk, sat down on the couch, her tone nonchalant.

His face was expressionless, cold as ice, “Don't bother, it's a waste of effort.” Aurelia glanced at him, her tone melancholic, “Don’t worry, | won't interfere with your frolicking outside. To me, you're nothing.” 2/2