Divorce Clock Ticking (Kenneth and Angela)

Angela was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay. Can I go there tomorrow?"

"Sure."

Early the next morning, Angela drove to the police station.

Just for a few days, Frank had lost his previous complacency. His hair were gray, making him look over ten years older.

In the past few days since he was imprisoned, he finally experienced the inconstancy of human relationships.

Knowing Frank was in trouble, the relatives he had helped before refused to help him and couldn't wait to cut off ties with him.

Frank finally saw their true colors, but it was too late.

Staring at Angela, his eyes were full of bigotry.

"Angela, Peter is dead, and I will go to jail soon. Are you satisfied now?"

Angela looked indifferent. "You and Peter deserve the results. I have nothing to be satisfied with."

Frank gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling to give in, he knew he had no chance to fight against Angela.

"The purpose of meeting you today is to ask you what you will do with the 10% shares I own in the Empyria Group."

Angela raised an eyebrow and looked at Frank. "Get to the point."

Frank said, "I want to transfer the shares to my son. Don't worry. He won't join in the Empyria Group. You just need to transfer the dividends to his card every year." Angela chuckled, "In your dreams."

Frank knew Angela wouldn't agree so easily. He said coldly, "If you agree, I'll take your secret to my grave. If not, I guess I can make some good money by selling it." Angela squinted. "Are you threatening me?"

Frank shook his head. "How could that be? I'm pleading with you."

After a moment's silence, Angela said, "I will transfer one million dollars to your family every year, but your 10% shares in the Empyria Group will have nothing to do with them."

Frank roared, "Angela, don't go too far!"

"Mr. Black, you are no longer qualified to negotiate conditions with me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your secret?"

Angela remained composed, saying, "Mr. Black, I'm afraid you will be imprisoned for quite a few years. If your family knows you can still get a dividend of one million dollars from the Empyria Group every year, I guess they will come to see you occasionally. Of course, you will have an easier time in the prison.

"If you expose my secret, you can still get a sum of money, but how sincere do you think your family will be to you after they know that you are of no use?"

Frank was livid. He didn't know how to retort Angela.

He didn't have a second choice, so he deliberately brought up the matter to increase his bargaining chips.

But Frank didn't expect that Angela had already seen through his thoughts.

"Okay, I can transfer my shares to you, but you must bring a lawyer to sign the agreement."

Angela nodded. "No problem."

They had already reached an agreement, so they signed it readily after the lawyer drafted it.

Angela smiled, "Wish us a good cooperation, Mr. Black."

Frank's face was gloomy. He stared at Angela coldly and said, "Angela, you are so relentless. You will regret it one day."

Angela smiled and didn't take his words seriously at all.

"Mr. Black, if I were truly relentless, I would have spared no effort to get your 10% shares back without spending a cent. Don't forget, I gave it to you for free at the very beginning." After saying this, Angela turned around and left.

As she walked out of the police station, she saw Joseph's car at the gate.

Joseph asked, "How's it going? Has everything been dealt with now?"

Angela nodded. "Yeah. How do you know I'm here?"

"I came to Vista Villa to pick you up, and the maid who cooked told me that."

"I've packed my things. I'll go back to get my suitcase, and then we can set off."

"Okay."

Back at the villa, the maid was preparing the ingredients for dinner. When she saw Angela, she stopped what she was doing, got up, and walked to Angela.

"Ms. Lewis, your friend came to see you just now, and I told him that you were at the police station."

Angela nodded. "Well. I'll be out for some time, probably about a week. When Mr. Sinclair comes back, please tell him."

The maid was confused. "Ms. Lewis, aren't you and Mr. Sinclair a couple? Why didn't you tell him in person?"

Angela paused for a while and said, "He is working now and must be very busy. I don't want to disturb him. Besides, I have to take a long flight, so I can't call him when he gets off work." "Okay, Ms. Lewis."

The maid was puzzled but didn't ask any more questions. After all, Angela was the hostess. She might be fired if she inquired about her private affairs.

In the evening, Kenneth came home and didn't see Angela. He couldn't help frowning and took out his mobile phone to call her.

After calling her several times, her phone was still off. He put down the phone, exuding a dangerous and cold presence.

The maid put the dishes on the table, walked carefully to Kenneth, and said, "Mr. Sinclair, Ms. Lewis asked me to tell you that she is going on a long trip and probably come back in a week."

Upon hearing this, Kenneth's face suddenly became even colder. He gritted his teeth and asked, "When did she tell you that?"

He thought, 'How bold you are, Angela! You went out and didn't tell me in person but let the maid convey the message. What did you think of me?'

The maid was startled by Kenneth's cold look and stammered, "At around three o'clock in the afternoon, when Ms. Lewis came back to pick up her suitcase. She said that she might be on the plane when you get off work and couldn't call you...so she let me tell you..."

Kenneth was so angry that he was livid. He wondered, 'Was she afraid of disturbing me? Why have I never realized how considerate she is?'

After a moment of silence, Kenneth said in a cold voice, "Okay, I know. You can go."

"Yes, Mr. Sinclair."

After the maid left, Kenneth called Kevin.

"Check where Angela has booked a flight to and she went there alone or with someone else."

Soon, Kevin sent a message to Kenneth: [Mr. Sinclair, Ms. Lewis has booked a flight to Lavinia with Joseph Harrison, the heir to the Harrison family, a well-known medical family in Lithoria.]

Kenneth couldn't help but frown. He thought, 'How did Angela know and Joseph? Besides, Lavinia is a small city in the southwest of the country. She probably has never been there before. Why did she suddenly go there?'

In the past, Kenneth thought Angela was so simple that he could see through her thoughts at a glance.

But now, he felt like there was a veil between him and Angela. The harder he tried to see through her, the more puzzled he became. Kenneth sent a message to Kevin: [Ask someone to wait at the airport exit and report everything they do after they leave the airport.] Kevin replied: [Yes, Mr. Sinclair.]

At one o'clock in the morning, the plane landed on Lavinia.

Angela and Joseph got off the plane, then got in the off-road vehicle that picked them up and left.

Angela turned on the phone, only to find no missed calls or messages.

She pressed her lips, put the phone upside down on her bag, and couldn't help but frown.

Angela wondered, 'What am I expecting?'

She shook her head to suppress the strange feeling in her heart and looked calmly at the scenery passing by outside the window.

She had not been back for three years.

Suddenly, the driver said with a frown, "Someone is following us."