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As Alisa made her bold suggestion, her eyes were locked on Leonard the entire time.

I didn’t remember much about Alisa’s personality, but it was clear now that she had an agenda.

I’d had little interaction with Keenan’s family over the years, so it was hard to gauge her motives.

But one thing was clear–her intentions were anything but subtle. She didn’t even bother to conceal the

fact that she was here for Leonard.

Maybe she thought that with his notorious playboy reputation, she had a shot.

Regardless of what her assumptions were, I wasn’t about to let her into our home.

“Alisa, it’s not very convenient for you to stay with us.”

“What’s inconvenient about it? Don’t you live in a spacious apartment? It’s got, what, thousands of square feet? Surely there’s room for one more,” she pouted, glancing at Leonard flirtatiously.

Leonard instinctively leaned closer to me, uncomfortable with her behavior.

I put on a strained smile, trying to maintain composure. “Leonard and I don’t live together. I’m staying at my old apartment, the one I inherited from my mother. If you want to stay at the penthouse, you’ll have to

ask him.”

Beneath the table, Leonard was pinching me, but I kept my expression natural.

“If you want to stay with him, feel free to ask him directly,” I said loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

The attention of the whole restaurant turned to us. Alisa’s face flushed slightly, but she still looked at Leonard with hopeful eyes.

“Are you two really going to get a divorce? You’re already not living together?” she asked, her tone dripping with faux concern.

“Divorces are common these days, but you should think about the bigger picture, the family interests, right?” Her words were aimed squarely at Leonard, not even acknowledging me.

I’m the only one left in my family. What family interests do I even have?

Naturally, with her family connections, she was already thinking about how to step into the role of Mrs. Harmon. She had even mentioned how well the Green family had been doing these past few years.

“Leonard, I know that Eva might not be your ideal partner, but you’ve been together for so long already.”

She gave a dramatic sigh before continuing, “I’m her cousin, but I have to be honest–Eva’s stubborn. She doesn’t know how to adapt.”

Before she could continue, Leonard calmly set down his napkin and wiped his mouth.

“Alisa, didn’t you and Eva go almost 20 years without seeing each other? How could you possibly know her personality?” he asked.

“Eva is my wife. I’ve never mentioned anything about a divorce.

“And here you are, as her cousin, practically wishing for her to become a divorcée. Is that what family does?

“Insulting my wife to my face, no matter how well–connected the Green family is, shows a complete lack of class,” Leonard said, his voice ice cold.

Chapter 126 The Troublemaker

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Alisa hadn’t expected–Leonard to turn on her so quickly, her face betraying shock and embarrassment.

“No, Mr. Harmon, you’ve misunderstood! I just meant, you know, sometimes young couples find they’re not compatible, and divorce isn’t a big deal nowadays, she stammered, trying to recover. “I just thought, since you’re already not living together, and there are rumors online-”

“That’s none of your concern,” Leonard interrupted sharply. “Sorry, but we have another drinking session to attend. We’ll have to cut this short.”

With that, he grabbed my purse in one hand and my hand in the other, leading me out of the restaurant.

I gave Alisa an apologetic smile as we left, but I couldn’t help but notice the bitterness in her eyes. I sighed -Leonard was the kind of trouble that attracted all sorts of chaos.

Leonard walked faster and faster, not slowing down until we reached the car.

“Eva, earlier, when you…”

Before he could finish, I had already climbed into the car. He stood outside for a moment, staring at me

with irritation and confusion.

“Are we going home or not?”

The moment the word “home” left my mouth, his expression softened, and a broad smile spread across

his face. He quickly hopped into the driver’s seat, though not without a little huff of pride.

“If you ever bring up divorce in front of strangers again-” he started but cut himself off with an exasperated sigh.

He did not finish his sentence, I chuckled and turned to look out the window.

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