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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 984

Anne’s voice wafted into the night breeze into Joshua and Fiona’s ears.

Fiona furrowed her brows. She subconsciously wanted to reason with Anne, yet Joshua stopped her.

He came there tonight to see Luna and to accompany Fiona to relieve her boredom.

He did not want to cause any trouble.

Thus, Joshua pretended he did not hear them and pulled Fiona forward. He only took a few steps when his phone rang at an inappropriate time.

This time, it was from his company. It was from work.

Seeing Joshua getting busy, Fiona bit her lip a little and headed to one corner of the fireworks celebration.

Actually, she had another purpose for coming there that night, besides watching the fireworks with Joshua.

That was to find an opportunity to get in touch with Aura’s people amidst the dazzling crowd. She needed t o get something.

After Fiona complained to Aura about Granny Lynch, Aura told her there was something that could silence Granny Lynch. Fiona was there specifically for that thing that night.

She heard that the person getting in touch with her was one of Aura's servants, who was injured and not very intelligent.

Fiona barely walked toward the agreed meet-up point for a few steps when she bumped into Anne and John, who were walking around as they held hands.

Anne was still as usual. When she saw Fiona, she immediately rolled her eyes rudely and looked away.

John, on the other hand, politely greeted Fiona out of respect.

"Ms. Blake."

Fiona rolled her eyes at Anne before looking at John.

"You're such a handsome and good-looking man, yet you have such a resentful, ugly, vixen as your girlfriend."

Anne was already quite against Fiona because of Luna. That night, she had some alcohol, so she got bolder under the influence of alcohol.

When she heard Fiona's jabs, Anne immediately harrumphed coldly and glared at Fiona.

"Hey, sicko, who are you talking about? Who are you calling a resentful vixen?

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