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.

help her dry her hair after she washed

distant, and was no longer gentle.

this thought, Cynthia pursed her lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You said I can determine the compensation

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

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

Joshua felt

long as Cynthia’s request was not too much, he would do his best to

most expensive

“Done.”

villa in

“Okay.”

of marriage has to be split

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

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

her and

“Of course, I’ll also share 40% of

snapped and his guilt was evaporating. He could not

looked up at him and asked

Joshua

you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our marriage. I believe they’ll be more than happy to

not expected this person to be such a hypocrite, pretending to be a nice and reasonable woman

talk to me like this?”

his gaze. She knew he hated threats more than anything,

expression was cold. “I’ll give you what you want, but if the

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

of marriage, Cynthia had always

car. We’ll get a divorce on

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