I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 146 - 145: The Siberian Grasslands

After Quiana Sutton and Durrell Landon finished eating, they went around the famous attractions of Gavaria Island. They played for almost the whole day before returning to the hotel to rest.

The room they booked was on the top floor. There were only three suites on the top floor, each with floor-to-ceiling windows, exclusive elevators, and a butler.

As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, Quiana heard a voice that wasn’t cursing but was definitely unfriendly: "I am the Princess of Rio, how dare you be rude to me?"

"I apologize, but the rooms are fully booked, and you can’t enter any of these three rooms."

"This room belongs to my fiancé. I can enter if I want to."

Even though her attitude was quite harsh, the other person still respectfully answered: "I’m truly sorry, but even if this is your fiancé’s room, without a reservation, you cannot enter."

Quiana shrugged; you would encounter such arrogant ladies everywhere, oh no, the other party was a princess. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She glanced curiously, noticing the princess was wearing a puff-sleeved white dress, with fair skin, curly golden hair, and big bright eyes, giving a bit of a Barbie doll vibe.

Unfortunately, with her hands on her hips and her face flushed with anger, her cute image was mostly ruined.

While Quiana was taken aback, someone suddenly grabbed her collar, and a man’s cool voice sounded: "Are those people more attractive than me?"

Quiana: "..."

Was he really that petty? She was just curious about what this Princess of Rio looked like.

As they were about to enter their room, unexpectedly, Thomas Grant also walked out of the elevator.

He paused slightly when he saw Quiana Sutton and Durrell Landon.

"What a coincidence?"

Durrell, however, was not in the mood for small talk. With a slightly cold glance at Thomas, he simply pulled Quiana into the room.

Thomas raised an eyebrow but didn’t say much.

Upon hearing Thomas’s voice, Carl gathered her skirt and walked directly towards him, complaining: "I just wanted to stay in your room, but they wouldn’t let me in."

Thomas rubbed his brow in slight discomfort: "Princess Carl, I’ll arrange a separate room for you."

Carl was unusually stubborn: "I must stay in your room."

Thomas: "..."

Was his grandfather really going to have him marry such a spoiled princess?

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Night fell quietly in the hotel suite, with soft yellow light spreading across the floor, seemingly warming every corner of the room.

After her bath, Quiana stood by the window, letting the evening breeze entwine her hair in the air.

Looking at the dark, tranquil sea and the starry night sky above, she felt an indescribable peace.

After his bath, Durrell saw Quiana standing by the window and walked over to close it.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was just thinking, growing up, it was all training, studying, and pressures. It’s rare to have such a peaceful day."

Durrell instinctively held her hand, "I really wish I could have found you sooner."

Quiana turned around, wrapped her arms around his waist, and curiously asked, "I have a question for you."

"What do you want to ask?"

"When did you start liking me?"

When did he start liking her?

Durrell pondered seriously for a moment about when he fell in love with her.

Even he couldn’t explain it clearly—maybe even before he lost his memory, he was already in love with her, or else he wouldn’t have been so thrilled upon seeing that photo, feeling like he came back to life, prompting him to urge Evelyn Windsor to leave his world.

It was why he orchestrated a series of encounters upon seeing her on the street.

He kissed her face softly. "Earlier than you think, much earlier."

Just then, his phone vibrated; he took it out to glance at it—it was Charles Foote calling.

Knowing he and Quiana were traveling, Charles wouldn’t have called unless it was urgent.

He looked at Quiana briefly, deciding to step aside to take the call.

"Knight Tamworth, what’s the matter?"

Charles sat in his chair, rubbing his weary brow:

"Elder White has publicly announced to the media that Julian White, the heir of the White Family, will be marrying the Linnel Family’s heir."

Durrell didn’t speak for a long time after hearing this; perhaps it was too quiet, and Charles felt a bit uneasy: "Durrell, are you listening?"

Durrell was calm, never answering his grandfather’s calls nor agreeing to marry Linni, and now he was on vacation with Quiana. His grandfather must have reached the limit, trying to use public opinion to force him to agree.

He responded coolly, with a hint of ruthlessness: "Release the video."

Charles had an expression that suggested he had anticipated this.

"Understood."

Durrell hung up and concealed all emotions in his eyes, replaced them with tenderness as he walked over to Quiana and embraced her tightly: "It’s late, time for bed."

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Not long after Charles released the video, it caused a huge uproar.

In the afternoon, netizens were shocked that the Landon Family’s second young master was the heir of the White Family among the world’s four major families, and Linni was the heir of the Linnel Family. The two were a ’The Golden Couple,’ a match made in heaven, making many netizens envious. However, before they could fully digest this gossip, the video surfaced in the evening.

Even though the video was quickly taken down, the pace of its spread was astonishing.

"Is it really this explosive? Is the content of the video real? Is this how chaotic the wealthy families are?"

"If this is true, doesn’t it mean before the wedding, there’s already a Siberian meadow over the young master of the Landon Family?"

...

By now, Vinny Linnel’s phone had blown up, with calls from the media, and the Linnel and White Families.

In anger, she threw everything off the table.

She never would’ve expected what happened that day to be caught on camera.

What she wanted to know most was who leaked the video, so she immediately called someone to investigate who was responsible.

Once it’s clear, she intended to make them pay dearly.

Elder White obviously saw the video too; he didn’t care what Vinny Linnel was doing with whom. What concerned him was that this video was released after the marriage was decided, affecting the White Family’s reputation.

"Go, investigate where this video originated from and who sent it."

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The next day.

Quiana awoke to find Durrell was already up, leaning against the headboard, scrolling through his phone while she nestled in his arms.

She nuzzled in his arms, "Any plans for today?"

Durrell put down his phone, looking down at her with a soft smile: "There is an auction today, would you like to go and have a look?"