The Almighty Dominance

The next morning, after a restful sleep, Alex's phone buzzed, and he picked it up without a second thought.

It was Abraham, Sophia's grandfather.

"Alex, I've heard about Sophia's behavior. That silly girl! How could she ask for a separation? I'm so sorry for how she treated you, I've given her a good talking to."

But Alex wasn't bothered in the slightest.

If Sophia wanted a separation, he wasn't going to stand in her way.

After all, marriage is not something he could ever force, even from the beginning

He had fulfilled his duty by agreeing to the marriage, hoping that it might lead him to some clues about his mother.

"Where are you now? I'll send a car to pick you up. I want Sophia to apologize to you in person."

"No need for that, grandpa. I'll come on my own." Alex quiddy declined.

He sighed as the call ended.

Marriage really was a headache at times.

But still, he was going back, out of respect for Grandpa Abraham, and man's responsibility.

Half an hour later, Alex pulled up at Lancaster Mansion in his sleek black Bugatti. After commanding the car's Al to return home and await his call, he stepped out. Sophia was waiting at the door.

Grandpa Abraham must have told her to greet him, but her face looked like she'd just bitten into a lemon.

It was obvious she was still fuming from the scolding, but that wasn't his problem, was it?

Despite her annoyance, Sophia was slightly concerned.

Alex had stormed out the night before, and she felt guilty for telling him to leave.

He had no money, no friends.

Did he spend the night on the street?

"Where did you sleep last night? Not a refuge or park for homeless, I hope?" she asked, her voice dripping with skepticism.

Alex was amused.

she automatically assume he'd

stayed at Golden

The one

Seriously?!

that even money couldn't necessarily

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worth more than her

right. That would happen when

wouldn't laugh if you just admitted you spent the night

I slept under a

truth, but if Sophia chose not to believe

the other hand, was

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it do to keep talking if all

it seemed like he was only sinking

a luxurious mansion, after likely spending

How ridiculous!

share her bed with

to talk about why

arms.

"And why is that?"

ask something of

"Why?" Alex asked.

point in pretending we're a couple when our divorce is just around the corner. It could

exactly is he

don't need to

was planning: he wanted them

would that ever

"I'll pay you $20,000 if

"$20,000?"

think that's all it would

unassuming clothes he wore, which

worth more than

expression, Alex asked, "Why do you expect so little from this

this a marriage?

voice grew