Urging Him to Get a Divorce novel Chapter 266

After a moment of hesitation, she answered, “Hello?”

“Hello, Aveline, this is Rebecca.”

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Aveline didn’t recognize the name at first. “Rebecca?”

Sebastian’s secretary?

“I’m Mr. Beltran’s secretary. We had dinner together the day the contract was signed. I was the one who drove you home in your car afterwards.”

Aveline remembered. “Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot for a moment that your last name was Shaw.

Hello. Is there something you need?”

She had a feeling it was about Xavier, and her expression soured.

But her tone was pleasant; after all, she couldn’t take her anger toward Xavier out on an innocent person.

Rebecca replied, “The stylist has selected over a dozen of the latest haute couture gowns with matching jewelry. I can send you the pictures to look at, and if you’d like, the stylist and I can bring them to you at Mount Ardwood.”

Aveline was taken aback. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, it’s for you to wear to Rupert’s birthday banquet tomorrow night. Didn’t Mr. Beltran tell you? The Beltran Group is taking care of it.”

Aveline’s expression turned cold, and her voice grew icy. “He didn’t tell me, and I don’t need it.”

“Rebecca, thank you, but I’m busy. Goodbye.”

With that, Aveline hung up the phone.

Rebecca was baffled. “What just happened?”

Claude, who was just passing by, stopped and asked, “What’s wrong?”

When Rebecca saw it was the special assistant, she blurted out, “Mr. Beltran told me to prepare a gown and jewelry for Aveline to attend the Patriarch’s birthday banquet tomorrow. I just called her to say I’d send photos for her to choose, but she said Mr. Beltran didn’t tell her anything and she doesn’t need them.”

Claude was secretly surprised to hear this.

He was surprised, first that Mr. Beltran would arrange an outfit for Aveline, and second that he’d have his secretary do it instead of just telling her himself, it seemed Mr. Beltran was doing it reluctantly

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Chapter 266

The Beltran family elders must have pressured him again.

Heh, and Aveline wasn’t even grateful. She was still throwing a fit at Mr. Beltran.

She was probably upset that Mr. Beltran had his secretary handle it instead of telling her himself.

Rebecca asked, “Claude, what should I do?”

Claude replied, “Just tell Mr. Beltran exactly what happened.”

Resigned, Rebecca got up and went to knock on Xavier’s office door.

Claude, meanwhile, returned to his desk, picked up his phone, and told Josephine what had happened.

In the office, after hearing Rebecca’s report, Xavier first signed a document and then said calmly:

“It’s fine. Just send her the pictures directly.”

He then asked, “How many were selected?”

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Rebecca replied, “Over a dozen. They’re all this year’s haute couture, and the stylist has already matched them with jewelry.”

“The stylist hasn’t met Aveline, but I have, so I gave some input and chose styles that fit her personality.”

At this point, Rebecca smiled, “Actually, Aveline is beautiful, has a great figure, and a wonderful presence. I think she looks good in anything.”

Xavier looked up at her, his dark eyes as deep and still as an ancient well.

Rebecca froze, not knowing what Mr. Beltran’s look meant. His silence made her heart jump, afraid he was upset that she’d commented on the lead architect’s appearance.

She quickly changed the subject, “But, Mr. Beltran, I don’t have Aveline’s WhatsApp.”

Xavier asked her, “Didn’t you add her on WhatsApp when you had dinner that time?”

Rebecca replied, “Aveline didn’t suggest it, so I felt it would be too forward of me to ask.”

Xavier lowered his gaze, his long fingers tapping the desk twice before he looked up and said:

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