Chapter 205 Sign the Divorce Agreement or Go to Jail

When Wade heard this, his face darkened. He remembered how Eleanor had slipped up multiple times, calling her a “d*mn girl,” and how she always had a fiery temper.

The adoptive mother’s

happened right when and fake behaviour got

focused on them.

exposed, and it

who had just found the child, was completely

Wade, fuming with anger, was ready to confront her right then and there.

Realising she couldn’t keep up her act as the perfect wife and mom, Eleanor just dropped the pretence altogether.

She shamelessly started demanding money from Wade for all the years‘ worth of living expenses, rent, school fees, food, clothes, and even a sip of water Isabelle drank, plus her so–called hardship fees.

“I might not have treated her as well as the other two, but my family did save her life and worked hard to raise her.

“I’m not asking for much, just 7.5 million dollars. Give me the money, and you can take her right away,” Eleanor demanded.

She even thought 7.5 million was too little.

Originally, she wanted 75 million dollars.

“You… “Wade was speechless, having never dealt with someone so unreasonable and shameless.

“You still want money? You abused her! I’m calling the police! Let you rot in jail!” Wade was furious.

of and dressed, he thought the

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they genuinely loved her, raising her well despite their tough situation, which he found admirable.

He figured giving them money would

did he imagine

for eighteen years. No matter what you say, you owe us,” Eleanor shot

one absurd

calm Wade

anger.

that moment, William, who had been crouching by the door, erupted in anger.

“Enough!”

need your gratitude.” Then he turned to

and

his pen and quickly walked to the

a firm resolve he’d never had before, he signed the divorce

Eleanor, “I don’t want this house either.

he turned to Wade and said, “I don’t want your money. If Isabelle. wants to mo with vol Vou can take

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her, I, William Jenkins, won’t stand for it!” With red eyes and a

sites, taking insults from younger bosses without a

of the daughter he picked up, he stood tall

William? You’ve been a pushover for years, dragging me along with you. But now that we’re splitting, you

we don’t need it? Oh, I get it. You want a divorce so you

this behaviour as

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