I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 41: What I Want, You Can’t Give!

She watched Quiana Sutton’s departing figure, her eyes filled with a trace of jealousy and malice.

Beside her, Chairman Liu seemed somewhat regretful that such a beauty could only be admired from afar and not touched, as if life had lost much of its joy.

Iris Melrose naturally understood what her godfather meant, feeling a bit nauseated, but she held it back and said with deep affection, "Godfather, do you have a liking for that woman named Quiana Sutton?"

Chairman Liu glanced down at Iris Melrose and laughed softly, "What’s this? Are you jealous?"

Iris Melrose lowered her eyes, hiding all her thoughts in the shadows, "How dare I, but if godfather truly likes her, I can help you."

Chairman Liu was naturally intrigued, thinking that dying for a peony would be a fine way to go; he wished he could tie Quiana Sutton up and take her away immediately.

But he was more concerned, "But that little starlet is a woman of Young Master Windsor."

The Windsor Family’s influence is both dangerous and complicated; he might not be able to provoke them.

"Godfather, if Young Master Windsor is truly Quiana Sutton’s patron, and you manage to win her over, she won’t dare tell him out of pride. Besides, if Young Master Windsor really found out, how could he go against you because of a lover?"

Chairman Liu was convinced by Iris Melrose, "So, how will you help me?"

Iris Melrose whispered a few words in his ear.

Upon hearing this, Chairman Liu couldn’t help but click his tongue, "No wonder they say the sting of a wasp pales in comparison to a woman’s heart."

Yet, he was very satisfied as he hugged Iris Melrose and walked into the banquet hall.

...

It wasn’t her first time accompanying her godfather to a banquet, but it was her first time feeling so nervous.

With Durrell Landon, Evelyn Windsor, Joseph Grant... and other heirs and heiresses of prestigious families, as well as top-tier celebrities present.

In terms of status, the lowest among those present should be her and Quiana Sutton.

The only difference was that Quiana Sutton’s patron was a handsome man, while her patron was a lousy old man.

Thinking of the stunning sight of seeing Oliver Gale just now, she couldn’t help feeling jealous.

Especially when Joseph Grant was here to further irritate her.

Joseph Grant searched around the banquet hall and finally spotted Quiana Sutton’s figure.

"Hi, we’ve met again."

James Xavier couldn’t help but twitch his lips at Joseph Grant’s eager appearance.

He really wanted to give Joseph Grant a mirror to let him see what he looked like right now.

Like a large dog that has seen its owner, if he had a tail, it would be wagging right up now.

Quiana Sutton’s gaze landed on Joseph Grant, "Something you need?"

As indifferent as ever, Joseph Grant didn’t mind at all, "Yesterday, my grandfather scolded me."

Quiana Sutton: "So??? "

"Grandfather said that the young lady saved you, and you didn’t express any gratitude."

Quiana Sutton still didn’t understand what he wanted to say, growing a bit impatient, "Spit it out."

Joseph Grant: "Add me on WeChat, I’ll send you money."

Quiana Sutton: "..."

She wasn’t short of money but wouldn’t turn it down either.

After hesitating, she agreed.

Joseph Grant was generous; he directly transferred one million.

James Xavier was left dumbfounded watching from the side, spending one million just to add a WeChat contact.

He hurriedly pulled Joseph Grant to the side and whispered, "Calm down a bit, how can you just give away one million like that?"

He had never been this extravagant even to his former girlfriends.

Joseph Grant was quite displeased, shaking off the hand on his shoulder.

"What’s this? Do you think my life isn’t worth a million?"

James Xavier was taken aback, that wasn’t the case.

Joseph’s life is worth a fortune in gratitude, but it’s obvious he has other motives here.

...

"Didn’t realize you had so many admirers?"

At some point, Durrell Landon quietly approached her from behind.

He didn’t enjoy drinking, so he asked someone to bring him a glass of water.

The hexagonal, crystal-clear cup was held by that slender, bony hand, exuding infinite charm.

After saying this, he drank a sip, the cool water swirled in his mouth, he swallowed slowly, and an extremely subtle sound came from his throat, clearly heard by her in the noisy banquet hall.

Quiana Sutton glanced at him, then silently looked away.

She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she always felt Durrell Landon seemed to be seducing her, intentionally or unintentionally.

She picked up a glass of wine, drank a sip to moisten her throat, and nonchalantly opened her mouth:

"Why aren’t you keeping Evelyn Windsor company and coming to me?"

Durrell Landon’s lips carried a faint smile:

"Could I understand this question as you being jealous?"

Quiana Sutton shook the wine glass, letting the liquid rotate in front of her eyes, seemingly swallowing all emotions.

"Young Master Landon, don’t overthink it. I always remember our marriage is just a contract on paper."

Upon hearing this, Durrell Landon held the cup a bit tighter, a few storms quietly brewing in his eyes, which he barely managed to suppress.

"I have already made it clear with Evelyn Windsor, since she left at the start, there will be no relationship between us. Besides, you know clearly, she was merely someone I chose as a suitable wife within the rules."

Her expression remained indifferent: "You don’t need to explain to me."

Seeing her disinterested attitude, Durrell Landon wanted to turn her body to make her eyes focus only on him, but he managed to restrain himself.

"Cece..."

Durrell Landon rarely used such a gentle tone, making her heart suddenly tremble, instinctively looking at him, seeing him looking at her with unprecedented determination.

"In this world, is there anything you particularly desire?"

When he said this, he seemed unbelievably serious, so much so that she couldn’t distinguish reality from fantasy for a moment, what she wanted—

Suddenly, a name echoed in her mind, her heart jolted, the deep hatred made her face turn pale for a moment, consciousness quickly returned.

She said faintly:

"What I want, you can’t give!"

"You haven’t said it, how do you know I can’t give it?"

Quiana Sutton casually said, "Then I want the stars in the sky, will you give them?"

After speaking, Durrell Landon seemed to seriously ponder for a moment:

"Stars in the sky are a bit difficult, but earthly stars I can give you."

Quiana Sutton: "???"

Before she could inquire further, Durrell Landon said:

"How about Aisha Group? I’m sure Aisha Group’s jewelry could fill the entire sky."

He said it so casually, but Quiana Sutton was stunned by it.

She had a vague feeling that Durrell Landon might actually be capable of it.

"Don’t do anything reckless."

Quiana Sutton’s anxious attitude made Durrell Landon’s handsome features covered with a layer of frost, seemingly with hidden anger in his eyes.

He could temporarily ignore that she didn’t love him, but he couldn’t ignore her being so tense when it concerned another man.

"What exactly is your relationship with him?"

"Don’t worry, my past has nothing to do with Alexander Skylane, and neither will my future."

Alexander Skylane, like her uncle, had an unparalleled character. Precisely because of this, she didn’t want those two in her world.

Just then.

The venue suddenly darkened, and a spotlight focused on Quiana Sutton.