Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 693

Chapter 693 What She Was Worth to Them

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At first Ayla and Max kept things civil. Then James refused to talk, and she realized the situation was worse than she’d thought.

Her mind went to the children.

While she’d been away, Troy had mentioned the house surveillance was being replaced.

She hadn’t doubted. Troy was there. Nobody in all of Trensea would dare touch the Winstons. And who in their right mind would go after two infants?

Floyd and Esme had been introduced to every prominent family in the city at their full moon celebration. Anyone with half a brain understood exactly how untouchable those babies were.

Troy had quietly mobilized every connection he had trying to find the children. Ayla barely had to dig at all before the picture became clear. The children were gone.

Ayla felt the fury hit her like a physical thing.

Gone. Right under Troy’s watch. He couldn’t even protect two infants, and then he’d had the nerve to say nothing to her, not a single word, for days.

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been this angry.

Max absorbed the news in silence, then turned and looked at James. He picked up the lamp and brought it down on his head, then pressed a hand to his shoulder and leaned in close, smiling pleasantly, eyes dead cold. “Draven took them, didn’t he?”

James looked at Ayla, saw that she already knew, and gave up. “Draven said he was going to tell you himself once you were back from the trip. Since you already know, there’s no point in me hiding it.”

Then he turned on Max. “Ayla, if I’d known ahead of time I would have tried to stop it. Whether I could have actually stopped him is a different question.”

He looked genuinely miserable. “I’m sorry. I mean it. If you want to hit me, go ahead. I don’t know how it got to this point. I asked Draven to explain himself and got nothing.”

Ayla’s expression darkened with every word.

Max told James to stop talking.

James went quiet and stayed that way. This was the worst thing he’d ever done to a friend, and he knew it. He’d promised Ayla once that she could call on him for anything. The memory of that sat badly.

Ayla had been furious at Troy for his uselessness and his silence. Now she learned it was Draven who had taken her children.

She thought about the babies-whether they’d been frightened, whether the sudden change in climate and unfamiliar air had made them sick. They’d just gotten used to their nanny’s smell, her voice, her hands. And now, in the middle of the night, at stranger in her place. They must have cried for hours.

Ayla was shaking with fury.

Draven had gone silent for nearly four months. He’d spent that time watching her without her knowledge. And the whole point, the endpoint of all of it, was stealing her children so he could tell her he’d stolen them?

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Chapter 693 What She Was Worth to Them

What was that supposed to mean?

Was this revenge for ending things?

She barely recognized him anymore. The person she thought she knew and this person didn’t connect.

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And when she stepped back and looked at the shape of it, it was obvious. The two of them had been competing since they were boys. That had never stopped. Her children were leverage. That was all.

And her? Nobody had spared a thought for her. She was the prize between them. The thing they were both trying to win.

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