She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 567: Make You Pay

"What a bitch!" Teagan seethed with anger as he discovered that she had secretly been colluding with her "good friend" behind his back. And she had generously handed over her shares in The Parry Group as if it was no big deal. All his hard work was being given away. Who was she to give it to someone else?

Teagan couldn't hold back his anger any longer. It surged within him like molten lava, ready to erupt. He lifted his long legs and walked towards the two of them with a menacing aura.

Unaware of Teagan's presence, Jane and Vincent were focused on the share contract in front of them. They didn't see Teagan approaching from behind until he suddenly struck Vincent's face with a fierce punch, grabbing hold of his collar.

"Master Vincent, are you okay?" Jane finally realized what was happening, startled by the crashing noise of the coffee cup and plates falling to the ground. The dark brown coffee stained the pristine white tablecloth, standing out conspicuously.

Drip, drip. The spilled coffee dirtied Jane's long skirt, causing her to panic. She lifted her dress and stood up, gazing at Teagan. He was still wearing the black suit jacket from their previous encounter, now wrinkled as if it was a cheap piece of clothing one could find at a street market.

Teagan's face, usually calm and handsome, was now filled with an ominous darkness as he stared at Jane and Vincent. His gaze was fierce, like a wild beast in the forest, hungry for prey.

Not content with the broken porcelain scattered on the floor, Teagan grabbed Vincent's tie, veins popping on his forehead. "How dare you stab me in the back? Jane is my woman, don't you know that?" Compared to Teagan's rage, Vincent remained relatively composed. He waved his hand, casually shaking off Teagan's firm grip, and nonchalantly responded, "I know, so what? Jane doesn't recognize you as her ex-boyfriend!"

Vincent emphasized the word "ex-boyfriend," carrying a hint of sarcasm. Hearing this, Jane joined in with a cold smile. "What are you doing here? Mr. Parry, we are strangers. As for my shares, I'll give them to whomever I please. It's my freedom, and you have no say in it!"

Teagan was taken aback by Jane's determination to distance herself from him. He looked at the stubborn woman in front of him, pleading with his eyes, and said humbly, "Jane, I know I was wrong. Truly, I've already called off the engagement with Nora. I only love you."

"Love me?" Jane chuckled sardonically. "Oh, I see, you only love the shares in my hands."

After so many years together, Jane had seen through Teagan's true nature. He had only been with her earlier because her father was the second-largest shareholder of the Foley Group, granting him some influence and benefits. But when Abbie regained control of the shares, her father lost his power, and Teagan quickly turned to Nora, a petty woman. Did he even know what love meant?

Now, for the sake of shares, Teagan's pitiful and desperate display made Jane sick to her stomach.

wanted to hide or cover up the truth. She boldly took Vincent's arm, raised her delicate chin, and announced, "Unfortunately, you're too late. I already

beautiful woman. He, a gentleman,

go. It's not suitable

"Okay."

independent woman to

the passionate period of their relationship, she had never acted like

kept replaying the words she had just

arm tightly, his eyes flashing crimson. "Master Vincent, aren't you afraid of getting caught in a trap with me? I know many

quickly flickered, turning his head back with

whispered softly in Teagan's ear, his voice

see. Mr. Parry,

here, why don't you go to the prison and check on your sister? After

What happened to her?

regained some clarity, his raging anger subsiding, replaced with

silent, his hand wrapped around

Teagan kicked the tables and chairs in

assistant. "Go and find out what happened to

"Yes, Mr. Parry."

Hospital, nurse's station.

always appeared glamorous on TV screens, but little did anyone

for the first time that she could barely hold the cotton

to look at the slender