The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

It did not feel like a divorce, more like a group of bandits raiding a village!

The servants thought that Liam, a notorious money-grubber, would jump up in anger and lose his temper.

Unexpectedly, Liam merely said, "Got it."

He looked indifferent as he headed upstairs.

However, his unusual calmness sent a chill down their spines instead.

Liam received a call from Selena as soon as he walked into his empty room.

"Liam, you've been discharged from the hospital and are about to migrate overseas to live out the rest of your days. Shouldn't you hurry up and finalize the divorce?"

"There's no point for you to drag it out. The longer you drag, the more I can't

been married for many years, and I've never mistreated you in any way. I didn't want to come to this point. I still have feelings for you. Can we discuss the divorce agreement?

being able to live. Do you still need a luxury like dignity?" Selena's tone was full of resentment and disdain. "All these years, I was your wife legally, but you never once looked at me

displeasure for decades and become the laughingstock of all the rich housewives in Savrow. They say that I'm a hen

Hoffman Group, you're worse than a beggar on the street. I've been waiting for this day for too long! Tomorrow afternoon

The call ended.

was as silent as a

down the knife without a ripple in his expression, dialing his

I'll meet the old man one more time. It'll

and left the room, leaving only the ugly and twisted word on the coffee table that

in the study with his secretary, sorting through