Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 643 Choosing Outfits Together
Manuel's eyes were filled with a sense of loss. He could do so much for Ainsley, but the one thing he didn't want to hear was this
’thank you," which felt distant and overly polite.
"Don't ever say those two words again," Manuel said, hurt.
Ainsley gave him a puzzled look, wondering what craziness he was up to now.
"Aisy, between us..."
"By the way, Roman, did you find anything on that USB drive?" She nervously interrupted Manuel's words, not wanting to hear
any more of that.
Upon seeing Manuel's injured expression, she unexpectedly felt somewhat... moved, which was quite uncontrolled.
Roman hurriedly said, ’Not yet, I've been busy trying to find the owner of the number. I've tried the USB drive, but there's a self-
destruct program set up inside, so I don't dare to mess with it for now.’
"I understand."
Upon descending the stairs, Manuel came out with them.
Matteo, being quite knowledgeable, got into the car first. Just as Ainsley was about to get in, Manuel stopped her.
"What are you going to do?"
Manuel's eyes were deep and intense, only showing a faint glimmer when he looked at Ainsley. "Aisy, you can hate me or curse
me, but I don't want to see you being so distant with me. This feeling of being torn apart is even more unbearable than death."
Ainsley didn't expect him to say that. She looked down at her own toes, but instead saw Manuel's shoe, its shiny surface tainted
with dust.
He has always been a meticulous man. After all, he was Mr. Gage from Seattle. Known as the "killer" in the Seattle business
world, it's surprising that he would speak to her like this.
She thought she felt nothing, but the bitterness at the tip of her heart could not be ignored.

After talking with Matteo last time, she had also reflected on the situation. Indeed, her father’s death was due to lidocaine, and it
wasn't directly related to Manuel. However, it was because of him that she didn't get to see her father for the last time, and she
couldn't help but blame him for that.
After a moment of thought, she said coldly, "Manuel, I still need your help with the situation in Seattle. I don't hate you, but the
only thing I can't forgive is probably your purpose for getting close to me."
"Sorry." Manuel lowered his eyes.
Ainsley shook her head, "No need to apologize. We can go pick out a dress tomorrow when we have time."
"Alright, I'll come pick you up at your place tomorrow," Manuel agreed cheerfully.
Ainsley turned around and walked away, and Manuel watched her receding figure with a sigh of relief. At least Ainsley was
willing to go with him to pick out a gift.
On the way back, Ainsley leaned wearily on the passenger seat.
Matteo spoke wearily. "It took so long just to find this one clue."
"Things are already looking up; at least we have a direction. Grace's eyes are very similar to my mother's, so I think she might
know something," Ainsley said seriously.
"Hopefully so. Did the detective find anything?"
Ainsley shook her head in disappointment. "If he finds anything, he'll definitely contact me right away."
Matteo sighed. "You must be careful on your trip to Seattle this time. How about I go with you?"
He paused for a moment before continuing, "I can't help but feel that this time it's not safe, especially that woman, she gives me
a dangerous vibe."
"Matteo, don't worry, and besides, someone has to take care of Seattle," Ainsley said earnestly.
Matteo finally stopped insisting as Aisy was right, someone had to stay in Seattle.
Daniel has been in Portugal for quite a few days now, and it's likely that there will be some big moves when he returns to Seattle.

Over the past couple of days, Ainsley has been watching numerous interviews of Grace and the roles she has played on the
computer. Through this, Ainsley has managed to get a general understanding of Grace's personality.
Elegant and intelligent, she is known for her empathy and understanding.
In the existing interview videos, Grace comes across as poised and elegant, with no flaws to be found. More importantly, when
facing children, she would squat down to talk to them, trying to maintain eye-level communication.
When facing a person in a wheelchair, she would gracefully kneel down halfway and pass the microphone to them.
This type of clip was also edited and compiled by her fans into a single video, which has garnered a high number of views online.
Of course, it's not just these qualities that make her stand out. When facing haters, she remains cool and composed, never
portraying herself as the "pure and innocent' type often seen online. That's why her popularity is beyond imagination.
Ainsley found it quite tricky. Facing someone like this, she really didn't know how to respond.
The time for her meeting with Manuel had arrived. She didn't bother putting on makeup; she simply tied her hair up casually and
wore a relaxed outfit as she headed downstairs.
Manuel had arrived early, leaning against the car door as he waited. Upon seeing Ainsley coming downstairs, he immediately put
out the cigarette between his fingers, leaving behind a lingering scent that couldn't be dispersed.
"Let's go." Manuel opened the car door for her, and after she sat down, he fastened her seatbelt.
Ainsley leaned back, the mingling scents of cedar and smoke filling the air, but she didn't mind it at all.
Upon arriving at the eighth floor of the mall, she checked out a few haute couture dresses, but none of them were quite
satisfactory.
Finding a beautiful dress from a luxury brand requires an extremely discerning eye.
At the entrance of the shopping mall, a car came to a stop. The security guard opened the door, and a woman dressed in elegant
attire, arm in arm with a wealthy middle-aged man, stepped out of the vehicle.
It was Becky and Kaliyah, the mother and daughter duo. Kaliyah had been in low spirits, so they decided to go out and take a
stroll to lift their mood.

Coincidentally, they needed to prepare their outfits for Orion's upcoming charity gala, so they specifically visited a high-end
boutique to check out some clothes.
The eighth floor is the office location for all designer brands, so most of the haute couture can be found on this level.
Just as Kaliyah was about to enter a designer boutique, she bumped into Ainsley and Manuel. Kaliyah's pupils shrank in
surprise. Ever since her divorce from Cason, she had been wanting to confront Ainsley and get some answers, but she could
never find the right opportunity. And now, unexpectedly, the chance had presented itself right before her eyes.
Especially when she saw Ainsley snuggling up to Manuel as if nothing had happened, the jealousy that welled up in her heart
was hard to hide. Why was it that I have lost everything, while this despicable woman could still be so happy?
Meanwhile, Ainsley had naturally spotted Kaliyah as well. She had intended to pretend not to see her and walk past, but to her
surprise, Kaliyah grabbed her arm directly.
She looked over with disgust. "What do you want to do?"
The other person's reaction was more intense than she had expected, their voice seemingly about to shake the entire mall. ’How
dare you ask me what I want to do? I should be asking you what you want to do! Ainsley, you really have no shame! Cason has
already divorced me, are you very happy now?"
Manuel instinctively moved forward, but Ainsley stopped him, signaling him not to worry just yet.
Kaliyah glanced at Manuel beside Ainsley, her tone even more disgusted. "You're really repulsive, you know that? Flirting with
Manuel while still clinging to my ex-husband. Aren't you tired of living like this? I'm exhausted just thinking about it. But you don't
have to pretend anymore, he and I are already divorced.”
Ainsley cast a cold glance, her expression as if she were looking at a madman rambling nonsense, "I don't understand what
you're saying."
"You don't understand? How could you possibly not understand what I'm saying? You must be overjoyed right now, right? Finally,
what happened to you back then is happening to me now." Kaliyah's eyes were bloodshot.