Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

“Apologize to Vivian and untie the knot in her heart,” Kathleen icily stated.

Baffled, Tracy bit her lip and exclaimed, “Never!”

That garnered a scoff from Kathleen, who then sardonically snapped, “Weren’t you afraid that Finn would leave you? After all, many years have passed, and you still haven’t gotten pregnant. Aren’t you worried that the Morris family won’t want you around anymore?”

Tracy pursed her lips.

Kathleen’s indifferent voice rang again as she continued, “I heard Finn’s mother kept asking you to get pregnant. That way, Finn would have all the more reason to return to the Morris family and inherit the family business.”

“As long as I apologize, you promise you’ll help me get pregnant?” asked Tracy, whose intent gaze was fixated on Kathleen.

A nod came from the latter.

“Fine! I’ll apologize,” Tracy said through gritted teeth.

At that moment, Kathleen and Samuel exchanged looks, relieved that they had finally convinced Tracy.

If she had refused, the two would have taken extreme measures to have things go their way.

“Have someone deliver the original copies of the video and photos here now. I’ll get my brother to send Vivian over,” Kathleen instructed.

Dissatisfaction shadowed all over Tracy’s face, but there was little else she could do in the situation.

Hence, she ordered one of her subordinates to head back and collect the original copies.

Kathleen phoned Charles. “Hey, Charles, bring Vivian over. Let’s settle the matter today.”

“Okay.” Charles, who was on the other end of the line, nodded.

With that, Kathleen hung up and looked over at Ryan. “Get us a bigger room.”

“Got it!” Ryan nodded.

“Let’s go,” Kathleen said while shooting Tracy an apathetic glance.

The latter took two steps before pausing on the spot. She then looked over at Samuel to ask, “Can I ask you something, Mr. Macari?”

“Go ahead,” replied an impatient Samuel.

Once more, Tracy paused for a brief moment before asking, “Did you arrange for Wendy to put on that show earlier?”

“Yeah,” Samuel candidly replied.

That instantly baffled Tracy.

Never did she expect Samuel to admit it.

Yet, he did.

It seemed that the man was not even worried about her seeking revenge on him.

Kathleen had heard the two’s exchange as well.

Gosh! Samuel is really fearless, huh?

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conventions for the day, so the banquet hall

men carried Caleb, who sat on a chair,

dumbfounded him as he yelled,

face. “No. You’re too reckless and can mess things

to render Caleb

“Need I remind you

Things will proceed smoothly even without your presence. Do you

response came from Caleb at

had pissed her off by

not intentional, as he was not thinking straight at

aside earlier… You’re not hurt, are you?” Caleb eventually

Samuel’s frosty glare pierced Caleb as he added, “If

as he cautiously

he was indeed at fault for acting so brashly

Tracy’s subordinate returned with a

glanced over before instructing,

with the utmost respect. “Here are the items you

at a loss for words upon hearing

Cough! Cough!

“I had nothing

Kathleen was quick to reply, “It’s all because you keep

It’s my fault,” Samuel

she felt Samuel did not realize

many photos and the video stored on a

at the photos but felt they were too jarring, so

metal bucket over,” ordered

boss of the place as

Kathleen knew others were only complying with

merely playing out an act

ordered some of his staff to fetch

arrived at the scene with

leaving the mansion in

tied her hair with a red scarf from

was so pale under the chandeliers’

could tell Vivian was

displeased as the latter still appeared stunningly gorgeous

does she have to be so beautiful even when she’s

continued to hold Vivian’s hand, providing her with comfort and

eyes as she asked, “Charles, why are we here? Is it to attend

a word came

Well, why didn’t you say so? I would’ve worn my favorite leather heels. Um,

here to attend a

Vivian’s

are we doing here

“Charles,” Kathleen called out.

a cold expression, Charles swept his

Is Finn not here?

and asked curiously, “What are you doing