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.

After they married, he was kind, caring, and helpful. He would help her dry her hair after she washed it and would cook soup for her when she was sick.

months ago, everything changed after he answered a phone call. He became indifferent and distant, and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered that Joshua had married her and treated her well because

lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You said I can determine the compensation

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

her eyes to meet his, her delicate facial features lacking their usual

eyes, Joshua felt

had already thought it over. As long as Cynthia’s request was not too much, he would do his best

want the most expensive supercar in your

“Done.”

villa in

“Okay.”

during our two years of marriage has to be split

who had maintained a steady expression, finally shifted his gaze. While worrying that he had misheard,

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

her and

I’ll also share

and his guilt was evaporating. He could not believe

up at him and asked seriously, “Can’t you

course not!” Joshua refused

pen down. “Next time you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in

sharp knives. He had not expected this person to be such

talk

knew he hated

and his expression was cold. “I’ll give you what you want, but if the divorce doesn’t go smoothly, you

back in her chair, while her piercing black and

In their two years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle. She had never confronted him in such

the money, the villa, and the car. We’ll get a divorce on Monday,” Joshua responded with a thin

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