###Chapter 355 People Always Change – Part 6

###Chapter 355 People Always Change – Part 6

If Alice had been so easy to get rid of, Ivelle would not have been forced to hide around from her several times. She went straight into the villa and sat on the sofa in the living room. She threw her paper bag on the table, feeling disgusted. She then said, "Ivelle, if you still had any feelings for cautious words, leave him and don't get involved with him."

Ivelle frowned and opened the document she had left on the desk. When she saw herself in the picture, she broke out in a cold sweat.

It was a picture of Selena before her death, in which several men's faces were not shown, but the expression of Selena painfully struggling could be sure that it was her.

She looked up at Alice and asked, "Why are you showing me these?"

She looked at Ivelle and her face sank. "The police have begun to investigate. How long are you going to hide it and pretend things? From the time you returned to the capital, Selena terminated the contract with Astley and she went to the building and held a press conference to slander you. Now that she has come this far, don't tell me it's not you. Who else do you think would do this to her?"

She paused and suppressed her mood. "Whether you are vengeful or resentful, what has been done with her has nothing to do with me, but you must leave cautiously. His current status simply cannot afford a wife like you. Once there is any difference, both Jordan and Astley will be completely defeated and fallen. Staying with Jordan will only destroy him, Ivelle. Remember that."

Ivelle almost laughed, "What makes you think I did it?" This shit basin did not even ask her first and directly buckled all the blame at her. What was she trying to play and do now?

Alice sneered, "The Biden family has done so many unscrupulous things. You think Erin can't see the news, about their opinion of Selena. She's not even a dog."

Ivelle laughed and said to her, "What does that have to do with me? Miss Astley, people's bottom line is limited and there are no two things to do. I'm tolerating you again and again because you are Jordan's aunt, and respecting our elders is the accomplishment of the younger generation but if the elders don't have a long face and don't know it, then I don't think it's necessary to put it up with you. Please leave this house now!"

Alice froze in a state that never thought Ivelle would do this to her. Her face sank and unbelievably asked her, "Are you nuts, Ivelle? This is the Astley family's real estate! What right do you have to kick me out?"

"Because she is my wife!"

Jordan's sudden appearance surprised Ivelle a little. He entered the living room and came to her side.

Looking at Alice, his face was infected with anger, "I respect you because you're my aunt, but please know your limits and where the position is!"

"Jordan!" Alice was enraged upon hearing this from him, "Are you going to defy me for the sake of that woman?"

"If you went on with this, it's not impossible!" Jordan, who was cold and elusive in temper, was obviously angry at Alice at that time. Looking at her without the slightest emotion, he continued, "Do you need me to send you out of here?"

Speaking of which, Alice could not stay any longer, no matter how thick-skinned she was. She was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling. She glared at Ivelle before leaving the villa angrily.

Looking at the person who disappeared at the door, Ivelle's head hurt so much that she pinched her eyebrows and was a little irritable after what happened. Jordan dragged her to the sofa when he saw her reaction. She was in a bad mood and asked directly at him, "What happened to the death of Selena? And Alice went here to accuse me of such horrible thing!"

He looked at her with a slight and careful look. "Her mother owes a lot of usury. I guess those people know that she is hidden in the snow now. They know that there is no hope of asking for money and that she has gone to the extremes."

Ivelle frowned, "But it's not so good as to kill someone ruthlessly just because of that. It's obvious that someone wants her dead. Is the Biden family adding fuel to the flames?"

He smiled. "Why didn't you guess it was me?"

She did not even think about it and said, "You won't!"

He was stupefied for a moment and raised his eyebrows. "You seem so sure!"

"Although Selena is annoying, it has not reached this stage. Everyone has a bottom line. Moreover, there are so many things in the company that you are not interested in taking care of her as a starlet. This is obviously retaliation. You are not that kind of person." At that time, Ivelle never thought about the death of Erin, and now Selena was even less able to do so.

Jordan and Ivelle were actually the same kinds of people to some extent, so she was sure he would not do that to her.

He paused slightly, pulled her close to his arms, and pressed his chin against her head. His voice was low and introverted when he said, "I used to be so good in your heart and I want to be proud."

Ivelle was not poor with him. She just thought it was strange, so she could not help herself saying, "It's even impossible for the Biden family to do this either. Let's not talk about Erin first, let's just say, Andrew Biden. Although he has been possessed by Hades for many years, he doesn't take human life seriously."

He nodded. Using his suppressed voice, he said, "Forget it and prepare for the exam."

To put it bluntly, it really had nothing to do with Ivelle, so she would not say any more.

It was National Day in October.

Because of Frida Biden, Ivelle had the opportunity to attend classes at Madrid University, and it seemed that it was not so difficult to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Madrid University's campus was huge. When she came out from the teaching building, she met Frida's fiancé. Zayn Heather was slender, he had this warm aura and was as moist as jade. With a pair of glasses, it made him look like Childe.

After coming to Madrid University to listen to the class for a few days, thanks to his blessing, she raised her hand when she saw him from a distance and said, "Professor Heather, here!"

He saw Ivelle, too, and smiled. Not long after, he stood on where Ivelle was.

She went up and saw him holding a law book. Ivelle thought he had just finished the class, and so she could not help saying, "Do you have a class later?"

He smiled and shook his head. "None, my classes are over for today. How about you? How was the English class?"

"I have learned a lot from that class!" Ivelle opened her mouth and walked with him to the school gate with the book in her arms as well. "Would you like to go to Red Roast restaurant later?"

He shrugged. "Maybe not. My family has come to the capital. I'm going to pick them up later. Please give Lin Lin a message and have dinner together in the evening."

"Okay!" Ivelle was a little curious and could not help asking him, "Are your parents the ones coming?"

Their wedding date was coming. Zayn was from Hempstead and should have come to prepare for their wedding.

He nodded and smiled at her. He said nothing more.

When he got to the parking lot, he was in a hurry. After a brief goodbye, Ivelle was ready to go back.

Madrid University and Red Roast restaurant were close so she basically walked her way back. The autumn in October was not cold, all the way for a shallow walk, but leisure.

When a Black Bentley was parked by the side of the road, she was not able to recognize it because she was oblivious to her surroundings. Ivelle did not stop until someone stood in front of her.

It was Aaron.

Ivelle frowned at the sight of him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride, come on!" With his hand on a pocket and a cigarette between his slender fingers, he seemed to be at leisure.

Chance encounter? Or was it premeditated? Whatever it was, Ivelle did not care at all! It did not seem to matter.

Looking up at him, she pursed her lips and said faintly, "I'm going home. I'll be there in a minute. So no, thanks!"

He raised his eyebrows. She felt him turned a little cold, "Home?" Aaron sneered and said, "And in Jordan's home?"

She slightly frowned but said nothing more. Ivelle just looked at him and wanted to go impatiently. She was irritated by his presence alone.

"Ivelle, are you stupid? If he really treated you well like what you said, how could he let you be with him like this?" There seemed to be someone else in the Black Bentley. It must have been his assistant.

Ivelle was not interested in talking more with him but she said faintly, "This is between Jordan and me. I don't need you to worry about it. If there's nothing else that you wanted from me, I'll go ahead first."