This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Carl’s pupils shrank. “You—

“It seems like my guess was right. You are the young master indeed,” Rebecca said with a smile. Carl’s face contorted, and all hints of courteousness were gone from his expression. “Were you trying to trick me?”

“Not entirely.” Rebecca wagged a finger in his face. “I’ve always suspected that you’re the master’s son and that you know the truth yourself. Since I don’t have any evidence, I had no choice but to talk in such a manner to see how you would respond to me. I can’t believe my suspicions were spot on! Furthermore, when I mentioned the master’s name, I saw the hatred seeping through your gaze. This tells me that you probably have memories of leaving the Hayes Family, am I right?” How else could he know that he’s the master’s son, and why else would he try so hard to avoid me? There can only be one answer—that he has all the memories of the past. He probably isn’t willing to go back to that place, Rebecca thought.

Carl pressed his lips together without uttering a word.

With that thought, Rebecca reached her hand toward Carl’s head. Hatred flashed in Carl’s eyes as he abruptly sent his fist toward Rebecca’s face. The look in her eyes changed as she hastily defended herself. Both of them began to fight along the passageway. Although Carl was a big-sized man trained in Taekwondo and grappling, he didn’t stand a chance against Rebecca.

Rebecca had received strict training ever since she was young, and she was extremely familiar with all the deadliest techniques in martial arts. It only took her a few moves to lock Carl in her arms. She turned him around and shoved him up against the wall. Dissatisfaction and anger were written all over Carl’s face as he tried to wrestle his way out of her grip without success. Rebecca slapped his face playfully. “You were still in school while I was out killing people, kiddo. You’ll never beat me in a fight. I’ll take some of your hair now.”

She pushed Carl’s face aside and reached up to pluck a few strands of hair from his head. Carl let out a hiss of pain before he shot Rebecca a deadly glare. She remained unfazed as she shoved him aside. “Alright. I finally got the hair that I need.”

If you return to the Hayes Family and get your revenge under the name of the young master, then I promise I won’t

without Lucius Hayes’s name.” Carl straightened his clothes as he spoke. I might not be able to defeat her physically, but I’m

thing, of course—he would never let anyone harm Sonia! Rebecca let out a pleasant chuckle as she seemed to have read Carl’s mind. “I know you hate the master, but you should go back for the sake of President Reed and your mother. Your mother is the master’s wife, and you are the official son of the Hayes Family—don’t forget that. Why should the Hayes Family’s illegitimate sons be the ones who get

in Daphne’s office. She was supposed to get Sonia’s signature for some documents once she was done with her meeting with Daphne, but

into Rebecca’s back. All he could think about then was what she had said earlier. For the sake of President Reed and my mother… Is it really time for me to go back to the

her car, she strolled toward the elevator in the parking lot. To her luck, the elevator was just one floor below her. The doors opened just moments after she pressed the button to head up. She stepped

he uttered with a smile. Sonia was rather surprised to see him, but she quickly calmed herself down. It made sense for her to bump into Toby’s assistant—she was in Toby’s territory, after

button while glancing outside, as if he were expecting someone. Sonia bit onto her lower lip as she could already guess who the person was. Only one person in

up a little when he noticed Sonia in the elevator. “Good morning!” he greeted while parting

took two steps to the side to keep her distance from

was trying to avoid him. “Don’t you think this

gaze on the elevator doors even as he spoke. “We seem