Chapter 1

It was nighttime at Sovereign Heights of Jiverton.

Two people sat facing each other in the spacious and bright living room. A divorce agreement lay between them. The man, wearing a well-pressed suit, had perfect facial features and an indifferent expression. His whole body exuded a strong sense of oppression.

His cold eyes fell on the silent girl opposite him, and his gaze was as dark as the midnight outside.

“We’ll get a divorce on Monday. Besides the compensation in the divorce agreement, you can ask for anything else you need,” Joshua Neal stated firmly, and his words were cold and his voice was low.

“Why so sudden?” Cynthia Yates’ voice was cold.

Joshua’s response was simple. “Jayleen is back.”

Cynthia knew who Jayleen was. After a short silence, she agreed, “Okay.”

Joshua paused, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily.

Cynthia opened the divorce agreement, saw the densely packed words, and remembered her past with Joshua.

They had met at Jiverton’s Evening Club two years ago. Both of them were heartbroken. But luckily, they found solace in each other’s company over two glasses of wine. Their encounter was brief, without a one-night stand, and they parted ways after their drinks.

Three days later, Joshua showed up at her door with his personal assistant Mr. Cheyne to propose marriage.

She said yes.

was kind, caring, and helpful. He would help her dry her hair after she washed it and would

and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered that Joshua had married

and asked Joshua calmly, “You

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

compensation is fine?” Cynthia raised her eyes to meet his, her delicate facial features lacking

felt a pang of guilt.

request was not too much, he would do his best to meet it. She had

want the most expensive supercar in

“Done.”

in the

“Okay.”

earned during our two years of

expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that he

salary plus the company’s dividends during our two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions. I don’t want too much. A quarter of

at her

“Of course, I’ll also share 40% of

could not believe he had not realized that she

him and asked seriously, “Can’t you

not!” Joshua refused without even

your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our

this person to be such

want to talk to me like this?”

knew he hated

was dark and his expression was cold. “I’ll give

me?” Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while her piercing black and white

before. In their two years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle. She had never confronted him

give you the money, the villa, and the car. We’ll get a divorce on

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