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Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1690

Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 1690:The Enigma Unveiled. 

At Chapter 1690 of Dear ex wife Marry Me novel, the story progresses as the characters delve into their pasts. Secrets and hidden histories are revealed, shedding light on the motivations and conflicts that shape their current lives. In the content of Chapter 1690 and the following chapters of the novel "Dear ex wife Marry Me", will Estelle and Jonathan resolve the misunderstanding? Read Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 1690 at NovelFreePDF.com.

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Scarfed down a couple of bites, Yolanda's phone buzzed to life. She snatched her motorcycle helmet from the chair beside her.

"Hey Carol, it's not that I don't wanna hang, but I'm slammed. I'll catch up with you after the race, okay? Bye."

Yolanda was always a whirlwind – in fast, out faster.

The spread on the table was barely touched.

Carol felt a wave of boredom. Maja was tied up, Yolanda was in a rush, and there she was, the picture of a trust fund baby, without a care in the world.

She'd toyed with the idea of a career once, but after blowing through $10 million of Abner's money in just two months, she had to reconsider.

Abner had a rare heart-to-heart with her.

"Did you know, our Miller family fortune is so vast, you could hire a gigolo every day and not dent it. But if you try your hand at business, you won't last many years."

His words stung, and with zero talent for commerce, Carol threw in the towel.

She'd thought about interning somewhere, but the interns' pay was a measly $500 a month – not enough to cover even a day of her meals.

As Abner put it, "The interest you earn daily on your bank balance could easily cover a month of those money you'd make."

Dismayed, Carol resigned herself to a life of leisure.

She'd majored in foreign language at university, and since Abner expected so little from her, he never tried to box her in with expectations.

While other wealthy families were endowing buildings and sending their kids abroad, Carol contentedly stayed domestic, taking classes with Maja.

Being fluent in five languages, the major of foreign language was no biggie for her, but also not particularly useful. It's not like she was going to be someone's translator.

Now, staring at the untouched food, Carol suddenly remembered the waiter.

She wasn't one to dither once she'd made up her mind.

As Felix brought over the last course, she spoke up.

"Felix, why don't you sit down and join me?" she said, nodding at his name tag.

"Sorry, it's not our policy to dine with guests."

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