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.

would help her dry her

gentle. That was the day she discovered that Joshua had married her and treated

asked Joshua calmly, “You said I

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

to meet

felt a

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

want the most expensive

“Done.”

in the

“Okay.”

during our two years of marriage has to be split equally

this, Joshua, who had maintained a steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that

two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions. I don’t want too

stared at her

continued, “Of course, I’ll also share 40%

and his guilt was evaporating. He could not believe he had not realized that she

at him and asked

Joshua refused

Cynthia said, setting her pen down. “Next time you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about

and his eyes narrowed like sharp knives. He had not expected this person to be such a hypocrite, pretending to be a nice and reasonable woman

want to talk to me like

he hated threats more

his expression was cold. “I’ll give

are you threatening me?” Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while

years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient,

car. We’ll get

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