Chapter 87

The yacht was parked at the Delisisle River. Josie was standing in the waiting area of the port with an unpleasant expression.

“Ms. Yates, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. The receptionist smiled at Josie and motioned for the latter to get on the yacht.

The wind at the port was piercingly cold.

Josic hesitated for a moment and then walked in.

She did not believe Spike would turn a blind eye to Henry’s matters.

“Have you eaten?” Spike sat at the dining table and seemed to be enjoying the scenery.

“Let’s go straight to the point.” Josic sat down opposite Spike.

“Ms. Yates, I’m Henry’s father, Spike said as if he was deliberately introducing his identity.

“So? Josie frowned.

“As a father, I have the right to care about my son’s relationship. Why did you have to divorce him?” Spike asked. indifferently, his tone utterly void of emotions.

Josie could see that he was not concerned about his son’s marriage but whether Josie would become a threat to him and his

son.

“As a father, have you ever done your duty for him?” Josie felt ridiculous.

“He has my blood in his body. That is a fact.” Spike was as calm as a millpond and was not infuriated by Josie.

“I don’t need to inform anyone about my divorce with Henry. It’s my freedom.” Josie looked away.

Spike quietly pushed two photos toward Josie. “Here’s Charles from the Larson family, and here’s Samuel from the Turner family. Which is the one you like?”

Josie’s heart clenched suddenly. She inexplicably felt a strong sense of threat from Spike’s words.

“Whether I want to divorce or remarry and who I want to be in a relationship with has nothing to do with you and Henry.” Josie’s breath was trembling.

“Sir, Mr. Quinton is back,” whispered Spike’s assistant beside his ear.

Quinton, a trace of gentleness appeared

very much like a

is this Mr. Quinton?”

An excited voice sounded from outside. The person who came in was a tall man who was about six–foot–tall. He looked extremely handsome and very similar to Henry. However, he looked open and carefree and had none of Henry’s domineering aura or

obvious that the man was

got off the plane. What’s the good

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with a smile and a kind look in

her fingers so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She thought to herself, “Did Spike summon me here to

also here…

him to come in.” Henry was also his son, but Spike’s face instantly darkened and

could see the changes in Spike’s expression, as it was not a slight

would have felt sad for Henry.

with a darkened face.

gaze fell on Josie, Henry spoke

to come over for dinner. Don’t be nervous.” Spike

go home. Henry held Josie’s

did not acknowledge Henry as his brother. His eyes were bright, full of disdain and provocation. “Dad, why did you ask him to come here?”

Spike’s tone was highly threatening.

could feel Henry’s fingers tightening around

Finally, Henry compromised.

have any plans to remarry?” Spike did not beat around the bush but went straight to

the divorce. A marriage without feelings

not understand why

is no plan to remarry?” Spike asked again

gazed sideways at Josie.

Josie agreed, he would

chance that we would remarry,” Josie answered, enunciating each word clearly. Her words were meant

his expression looked complicated

Spike pointed to the photos

if we are divorced, I still see her as my sister. I will help her arrange everything, whether it is

to introduce Quinton. He has just returned from studying abroad and is still single.” Spike and Henry talked as if they were picking dishes for a meal. It was as if Josie was merely a puppet that had no choice but

returned home from abroad after graduation, and he’s about the same age as Jo. He’s a good candidate.” Henry remarked

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obviously, Spike was very

subconsciously. “An ex–husband helping his ex–wife to

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