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.

indifferent and distant, and was no longer gentle. That was the day she discovered

Cynthia pursed her lips and asked Joshua calmly, “You

“Yes,” Joshua answered concisely.

fine?” Cynthia raised her eyes to meet his, her delicate facial features

Joshua felt

As long as Cynthia’s request was not too much, he would do his best to meet it. She

most expensive supercar in your

“Done.”

in the

“Okay.”

during our two years of marriage has to be split equally between

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

our two-year marriage is worth hundreds of millions.

her

“Of course, I’ll also share 40%

guilt was evaporating. He could not believe he had

looked up at him and

Joshua refused without even

down. “Next time you meet with your parents, just make sure they know about your infidelity in our marriage. I believe

this person to be such

you want to talk to me like

She knew he hated threats more than anything,

give you what

me?” Cynthia leaned back in her chair, while

her like this before. In their two years of marriage, Cynthia had always been sensible, obedient, and gentle. She

give you the money, the villa, and the car. We’ll get a divorce on Monday,”

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