The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Wyatt barely had a good hold of his glass. "It's time I updated my will."

Quentin felt a lump in his throat. "Chairman Thompson."

"Don't be alarmed. It's the same with business moguls all around the world. I should get a will in order at this age, just in case."

Wyatt looked solemnly at Quentin. "I can't tell Mila, Sasha, and Celeste because they are too kind to handle it. I can't let the children know either. I might be surrounded by power and riches, but I have caused them a lot of pain. I know my faults. I can only talk to you about it. I trust you."

Quentin uttered in distress, "You told me that you want to watch your children build their families and empires. You want to hold your grandchildren...”

"That's going to be a long wait. Ash, Axel, Ralph, and Drew are either focused on their work or being bachelors. They just won't stop pissing me off."

Wyatt sighed. "Now that I think about it, only Bella takes marriage seriously. It's a shame="

phone vibrated, and

he grimaced. "Got

Wyatt asked, "What happened?"

Quentin paused. "Mr. Christopher

teeth, his face

him, I'll go to the lobby

"He can come up."

can't figure Mr. Iverson out.

need to

put the glass heavily on the coffee table, his emotions hiding behind his eyes. "He's here as the CEO of the Iverson Group, not the heir of the Iverson family. Times have changed, so I can't refuse his visit

minutes later, Christopher, dressed in a tailored suit, entered Wyatt's office,

your recovery, Wyatt." Christopher grinned warmly. He acted