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Chapter 36
So everything Sienna had done over her three years of marriage to Clayton had been insignificant and not worth a mention.
It turned out she was nothing more than a premium housekeeper to him.
Well, at least a housekeeper got paid. All she got was room and board, and free spending money while she was married. After the divorce, she could not even take a single cent with her.
Sienna was so enraged that she wanted to lunge at Clayton and tear at his throat. “What exactly do you want? If I hand over the card, get the necklace back, and leave without a dime, will you sign the papers?”
Clayton stood with one hand in his pocket while replying indifferently, “I’m not that heartless.”
He paused and proposed, “Move back in. You can keep that card. After the divorce, I’ll give you an additional 50 million dollars.”
Sienna frowned. “Why do I have to move back? Isn’t this arrangement fine as it is now?”
Clayton reasoned coolly, “If you live here, Grandpa will find out we’re getting divorced. If he gets agitated and it affects his health, are you going to take responsibility?”
Sienna gulped apprehensively.
Then, she confirmed carefully, “So… after Grandpa’s surgery, you’ll divorce me. On top of that, you’ll also give me an extra 50 million dollars? If you’re lying about this, you’re the most shameless scoundrel to ever walk the earth.”
Clayton’s expression remained stoic as he answered without hesitation, “Yes. If I don’t divorce you when the time comes, I’d be the vilest scoundrel.”
Sienna grinned slyly and waved her phone at him. “Deal! I recorded that. Don’t even think about backing out. If you do, I’ll release the recording and let everyone know that the high and mighty Mr. Hale is a lying scoundrel.”
Clayton hadn’t expected that she would record their conversation. It caught him a little off guard. Still, it didn’t matter. There was no way he would be the one to regret it.
Sienna went upstairs and packed quickly. Last time, she had many bags when she moved out. But this time, she only took the essentials.
Michelle looked reluctant to let her leave as she leaned against the doorframe. “Are you really leaving? Is he threatening you because I fought with Melody?”
Sienna zipped up the suitcase and pushed the zipper into its lock with a crisp click. “Grandpa’s in poor health. If he knew I moved out, he’d overthink it. After he undergoes surgery, it’ll be fine.”
Michelle sighed. “How long will that take?”
With Sienna around, there was no need to order takeout. Her house stayed clean, the meals were delicious, and there was company. She’d been living the good life.
“About a month.” Sienna dragged her suitcase toward the door.
Suddenly, Michelle went into full drama mode. She clung to the doorframe and waved at Sienna like a grief-stricken housewife bidding farewell to her husband leaving for war.
“Enna, come back soon! Remember, I’ll always be here waiting for you!”
Sienna turned back and scolded her amusedly, “It’s not like we won’t see each other. Stop being such a drama queen!”
In the car, Clayton and Sienna sat on opposite sides of the backseat. Neither said a word. There seemed to be an entire Milky Way between them.
The silence was suffocating. Rowan, who was driving in front, felt uneasy. In an attempt to ease the tension, he hesitated between the two before choosing the more approachable person.
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“Mrs. Hale, is that all your luggage?” he asked, having only seen one suitcase.
Sienna nodded. “Yeah. Some of my things are still at Mich’s place. I’ll be moving out eventually anyway, so I didn’t bother hauling everything around.”
Clayton immediately seized the opportunity to make a sarcastic remark. “You really thought it through, didn’t you? Are you planning to freeload at her place long-term?”
Sienna shot back, “I’m not freeloading! I cook for her. She welcomes me with open arms. When I left, she was all upset because she couldn’t bear to see me go.”
As she spoke, she shot Clayton a pointed glance. “Unlike some people who don’t know how to appreciate the true value of what they have.”
“True,” Clayton said, raising an eyebrow. Then, he continued in a blunt and merciless tone, “Indeed, it is hard to evaluate the actual value of the likes of you.”