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Chapter 9\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next day, at Hartwell Group headquarters.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I accompanied Marcus to my father\u2019s office.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood morning, Dad,\u201d Marcus greeted respectfully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSit down,\u201d Dad said coldly, without his usual warmth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus felt uneasy but sat down anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cVivian tells me your company is having difficulties?\u201d Dad got straight to the point.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Marcus explained his troubles and carefully requested investment or client referrals from Dad.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, \u201cMarcus, what do you think of my daughter?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus was startled, not understanding why he\u2019d ask this suddenly. \u201cVivian is the most wonderful woman in the world. Marrying her is the luckiest thing that ever happened to me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSince you say that, let me ask you,\u201d Dad\u2019s gaze suddenly became sharp, \u201cwhat would the most wonderful woman be worth to you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAny price!\u201d Marcus said without hesitation. \u201cI\u2019d do anything for her!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIncluding giving up other women?\u201d Dad stared directly into his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s heart tightened, but he remained outwardly calm. \u201cSir, I don\u2019t understand what you mean. Vivian is the only woman in my heart.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d Dad sneered. \u201cThen how do you explain this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad pulled out a stack of photos and slammed them on the desk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The photos showed Marcus and Rain in intimate moments, crystal clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment he saw the photos, all color drained from Marqus\u2019s face as he stammered: \u201cDad, I can explain!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cExplain?\u201d Dad stood up abruptly, his presence imposing. \u201cExplain how you betrayed my daughter? Explain how you got another woman pregnant with your child?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSir! I know I screwed up!\u201d Marcus finally cracked, falling to his knees with a thud. \u201cGive me one chance-I swear\u00a0<\/p>\n
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it\u2019ll never happen again! I can sign any agreement, transfer all my assets to Vivian!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, I finally spoke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus, do you think I need your little bit of property?\u201d My voice was terrifyingly calm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat assets do you have? Your company uses my family\u2019s startup capital. The house you live in, the car you drive, the clothes you wear-they\u2019re all from my family. Tell me, what assets could you possibly transfer to me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus was speechless, begging me in the most humble tone not to abandon him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDogs at least know loyalty. You\u2019re worse than a dog.\u201d I pulled out the divorce papers I\u2019d prepared and threw them in front of him. \u201cSign it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus looked at the agreement and firmly refused to sign.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to sign,\u201d I said coldly. \u201cI can file for divorce. Then not only will you leave with nothing, I\u2019ll also pursue legal action for transferring marital assets.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat asset transfers? I didn\u2019t\u2026\u201d Marcus tried to argue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat fifty thousand you gave Rain for the apartment-isn\u2019t that marital property?\u201d I sneered. \u201cPlus all those restaurants, hotels, and gifts you two spent money on-that adds up to tens of thousands more.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019 sign\u2026\u201d He picked up the pen with trembling hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as he was about to sign, there was commotion outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me in! I need to see Marcus!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was Rain\u2019s voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d actually tracked us down here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Soon, Rain burst in with several security guards behind her,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, Mr. Hartwell, we couldn\u2019t stop her\u2026\u201d the guards said apologetically.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s fine.\u201d Dad waved them off. \u201cLet her in. I want to see what this woman thinks she\u2019s doing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rain came in and immediately saw Marcus kneeling on the floor with divorce papers in his hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus! Are you really going to abandon me and the baby?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI went to the hospital today-the doctor said there\u2019s nothing wrong with my test results! The baby is perfectly\u00a0<\/p>\n
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