“If you don’t have any objections to this contract, just sign it. When you sign the divorce contract next week, they will truly belong to you,” explained Oscar.

Amelia placed the contract down and smiled. “You’re so generous, Mr. Clinton. Being your wife is quite a happy thing. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely sign the divorce contract next week.”

“That’s good,” replied Oscar.

Amelia grinned brightly. “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.”

“I still have a meeting later, so I can’t eat with you. Here’s a card. Just get whatever you want to eat,” said Oscar as he fished out a card.

Amelia stood up, grabbed the card, and laughed heartily. “I’ll take my leave then. Are you coming back for dinner? I’ll tell Molly to prepare some food that you like.”

“I have a business meeting at night.”

and said, “Okay.

she strode out of the office confidently in

Amelia with a complex gaze. Even after the door closed, he did not avert his gaze as if

the office. Although everyone was glancing at her gloatingly, she

of strength disappeared. She rested her head against the steering

minutes, she wiped her tears away resentfully and said through gritted teeth, “Oscar, even though all you’ve given me are falsity and insincere affection, I can still lie to myself that you

long while, Amelia drove

slightly old and parked the car. Then,

knocked on the door. “Are you

door opened. A bleary-eyed woman, wearing cartoon pajamas, with disheveled hair appeared in front of

I only slept at four! Must you come so early? I’m exhausted.” The woman, whom Amelia called Tiff, was actually named Tiffany Winters. Despite sharing the same last name, they were not related

she saw the mess inside, her mouth twitched. “Tiff, no matter how lazy you

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