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Again Marriage 345

    <b>Chapter </b><b>345 </b>


    They wereing this way,


    Derek grinned, tugged at Aria’s sleeve, and said excitedly, “Aria, check out the message Lennox sent me they’reing here to jant us <b>for </b>dinner


    Derek could already picture the whole crowd arriving in full force, only to find the Golden Premier Suite already taken.


    Aria picked up the phone, looked at it with a frown, and said, “His words make me feel like punching him.”


    Derek nodded in agreement. “Yeah, what a two–faced act.”


    And yet, his family remains oblivious they keep praising Lennox as thoughtful and kind.


    Aria said, “Just let him know we’ve taken the Golden Premier Suite, so you don’t end up taking the me again.”


    “Got it!” Derek replied cheerfully.


    Derek sent a message, and Lennox replied instantly: [Derek, you’re not just saying the Golden Premier Suite is taken because you don’t want us toe<b>, </b>are you?]


    Derek was speechless.


    ‘Man, what a paranoid jerk,‘ Derek thought.


    Derek shot back, [Believe it or not,] then turned to Aria with a shrug. “Aria, he’s not buying it.


    Aria <b>took </b>a sip of water and said calmly, “Well, just let him be.”


    Outside the lobby, two cars pulled up.


    Arnav, Gloria, Lennox, Lexie, Alice, and seven–year–old Avery stepped out of the cars one after another.


    Lexie had three sons.


    Her eldest son, Adamson Fletcher<b>, </b>controlled the Fletcher Group, and his wife ran an entertainmentpany. The couple was constantly swamped with work and had only one child, Fryderyk.


    Since Fryderyk had no interest in business studies, Adamson stopped pushing and focused exclusively on grooming Terry as his sessor.


    Her second son, Evan Fletcher, served as President and oversaw several key business divisions <b>of </b>the Fletcher Group. He marriedter in life and had two children: Lennox and Avery.


    Her youngest son, Arnav<i>, </i>served in the military district. He married Gloria early in life, and they had three children: Tina, Terry, and Derek.


    Arnav had a fiery temper and was always at odds with his youngest <b>son</b><b>, </b>Derek, who loved to talk back and refused to y nice.


    Adamson and his wife, as well as Evan, were too busy to attend the celebratory dinner. Tina couldn’t make it, while Fryderyk and Terry were still on their


    way.


    The group walked <i>into </i>the restaurant. Lennox, clearly at home here, waved the receptionist away and led the way. With a theatrical sigh, he said, “<b>I </b>wonder if Derek will show up?”


    At the mention of Derek, a mix of reactions crossed everyone’s faces.


    No one expected Derek to have a spine of steel—for months, he hadn’t given in, not once asking the family for a single dime.


    Arnav’s expression darkened. “Leave him be. None of you are to give him money behind my back.”


    <b>Chapter </b><b>345 </b>


    Lennox grinned and said, “Don’t worry, Uncle, I heard Derek gets along really <b>well </b><b>with </b>Caleb and Aria. With them <b>around</b>, he il ne ret de hele


    <b>Arnay’s </b>eyebrows shot <b>up </b>at the mention of Aria’s name. He turned to his wife, Gloria, with a frown: “Derek knows A!<i>” </i>


    Gloria replied casually, “They get along quite well


    Arnav fell silent. ‘I can’t just barge in and tell


    and Caleb to stop helping out my son,‘ he thought.


    He didn’t know Aria well, but he did know Caleb. ‘At least that brat can keep in touch with them that’s something? Arnay thought.


    The group continued down the hallway and soon arrived at the Golden Premier Suite.


    Lennox pushed the door open.


    As the door swung open, Lennox froze, his eyes widened at the sight of Aria and Derek inside. “What are you two doing here?” he blurted out.


    The entire group stood frozen in the doorway–including his parents and grandmother.


    Yet he remained seated.


    Derek thought, ‘My seat feels like it’s on fire–my <b>legs </b>are practically begging me to stand up.’


    Meanwhile, Aria sat serenely to the side, holding her coffee cup and taking <b>a </b>slow, deliberate sip.


    She knew standing up now would mean she had lost. “Stay cool,” she told herself<b>, </b>forcing myself to remain seated.
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