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Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211

Anna’s POV:

I emerged from behind Blake, feigning surprise at the sight of Robert Price. The moment our eyes met, Robert’s body visibly stiffened.

I didn’t hesitate1 rushed forward and gave him a quick, light hug, just like I used to do when I was a kid.

Uncle Robert!I exclaimed, stepping back to Blake’s side and linking my arm through his. What a wonderful surprise!

Blake’s gaze flickered between us, his expression hardening as he pieced together our connection. The temperature around us seemed to drop several degrees.

Uncle Robert took such good care of me when I was little,I chirped, looking up at Blake with an adoring smile. Why don’t we invite him to join us?

Blake’s icy stare cut through me like a knife. It felt like being stabbed.

Henry, ever the peacemaker, quickly stepped in. Mr. Price and I just finished our discussion anyway, so I won’t keep you all from catching up.

I squeezed Blake’s arm and called him honeyloud enough for Robert to hear. Would you mind looking after Uncle Robert while I see Henry out?

My palms were sweating bullets, but I kept my expression pleasant. Blake’s attitude softened slightly as he patted the back of my hand.

Just to the door and back quickly,he instructed, though his words were clearly meant for Henry, a warning to keep his distance from me.

Once we were out of earshot, Henry asked, Are you okay?

I shook my head, more concerned about what he’d been discussing with Robert. What about Seth? Is he in trouble?

Henry sighed. Maxwell’s wife was pregnant. When his company had that crisis, his secretary approached his wife and stressed her out so badly that she miscarried. Her family is demanding Seth take responsibility, or they’ll push for divorce.

Jesus,I whispered.

Maxwell adores his wife and would never agree to a divorce. Robert’s keeping Seth under control nowit’s both punishment and protection.

I didn’t know any of this. Was tricking Blake into coming even

worth it?

It’s useful but risky,Henry admitted. If Seth finds out I encouraged you to go to Blake, my friendship with him is probably over.

If he stays trapped like this, what’s the point of your friendship anyway?I countered.

Henry nodded thoughtfully. Maxwell’s wife’s family has been trying to secure an official tourism project through the embassy. Blake could definitely help

with that.

When I returned to the table, my forehead was already beaded with cold sweat. I thought going allin on manipulating Blake would be enough, but now I

needed a followup plan.

How the hell was I supposed to ask him to use his connections for nothing in return? Businessmen don’t do charity cases.

I felt slightly dizzy, but aware of Blake’s eyes on me, I forced a sweet smile. Playing the loving wife in front of Robert wasn’t such a bad strategy right now.

Honey, I’m sweating. Help me out?I leaned in close enough to count his eyelashes, tilting my body toward him as I sat by his side

Blake’s breathing quickened slightly as he pinched my cheek and gently pushed me back.

He pulled a handkerchief from his suit pocket and dabbed it against my forehead. Robert’s still here,he scolded, though his tone was unmistakably affectionate.

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Chapter 211

Robert let out a hearty laugh. When I saw those news reports a while back, I thought you and Anna

He trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words, then pivoted. Anna was Adam’s pride and joy. Before he passed, he made me promise to look after her. Blakeyou can’t take advantage of her just because she’s lost her support system. Those other women might be gorgeous and attentive, but they’ll never compare to

your wife.

Robert’s words sounded nice, but I didn’t take them to heart. Once you’ve seen someone’s true colors, it becomes easy to recognize their firs

Still, the mention of my father hit me with an unexpected wave of sadness.

I played my part perfectly, like the devoted wife protecting her husband’s reputation. Don’t worry, Uncle Robert. He treats me wonderfully. Every couple has their little spats, but they never last.”

I propped my chin on one hand while holding the handkerchief

my

forehead with the other, turning to Blake with a playful smile. Isn’t that right, babe?

Blake yanked the handkerchief from my forehead and tucked

it

into his pocket, then pulled me upright and began serving food onto my plate.

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