My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Mr. Guzman was about to go crazy with this result, and his heart was filled with remorse.

If he had not been so greedy at that time and had weighed the importance of the McDaniel family and Sydney to Julien, he might not have ended up like this.

"Mr. Flint, please let me go. I was wrong. Boohoo..."

Mr. Guzman cried so pitifully.

But unfortunately, neither Julien nor Sydney softened.

Sydney said coldly, "Now you know you were wrong. Did you think about what would happen to me if Julien suspected I cheated on him when you helped Erin fix me? Oh, of course, you didn't. You only have an eye for money and benefits. That's why you don't care about other people's lives. So why should we care about your life? You asked for this. It's useless for you to beg anyone. Of course, you can go beg the culprit who put you in such a bad situation."

"Erin?" Mr. Guzman shouted in a hoarse voice.

Julien was noncommittal. "She said she could protect you, didn't she? Then you should seek her out." Julien then looked at the woman in his arms. "Let's go." Sydney nodded.

Without another glance at Mr. Guzman, the two turned to leave.

Mr. Guzman didn't call out to them again to beg for mercy and forgiveness.

He already knew that no matter how he pleaded, they would not let him go.

In that case, it would be better to go to Erin as they said.

Erin caused him to be reduced to this. Mr. Guzman couldn't wait to tear her apart.

Erin had sworn that nothing would go wrong and that he would be fine.

And she said that even if something happened, with her grandfather's relationship with Julien, she would be able to protect Mr. Guzman.

Since Erin said so, she should keep her word.

Besides, even though the McDaniel family was disliked and even targeted by Julien, they were still rich and powerful.

They could get him out of prison anyway.

Mr. Guzman thought, 'Just wait, when I get out, I'll find a way to kill Erin.'

His face was twisted, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

"I'm going to make a call." Mr. Guzman straightened his fat neck and looked at Officer Miles.

Mr. Guzman was not a prisoner on trial yet, so he still had the right to contact others.

Therefore, Officer Miles agreed to his request.

Soon, Mr. Guzman came to the police station's phone. He could not use his cell phone to contact others, and he could only use the police station's phone.

After Erin's phone number was found on his cell phone by the police, he dialed it.

The phone rang for a while before it was answered, and a female voice with sleepiness came through. "Who is it?"

Her tone was disgruntled and arrogant.

Obviously, the woman on the other end of the phone had been spoiled by her family.

Mr. Guzman's face was distorted as he listened to Erin's voice, and his heart was filled with hatred.

He was locked up in the police station, facing the risk of imprisonment at any time.

This woman, on the other hand, was actually sleeping soundly.

Mr. Guzman felt it was so unfair. He panted. His eyes were wide open and red, looking scary.

However, Mr. Guzman, who worked in the media, showed his perfect skills in dealing with people.

Even though his face was twisted and his heart was full of anger, his voice was very calm. "Miss McDaniel, it's me."

Officer Miles was amazed by Mr. Guzman.

"Who are you?"

The woman on the other end of the phone was abroad.

At that moment, the sky was still gray there, and it was only five o'clock in the morning.

Wearing pajamas, the woman held a cell phone in one hand. She raised the other hand high, stretched, and then leaned on the bedhead listlessly, yawning and speaking with a dissatisfied face.

The woman didn't look mature or seductive. Instead, she was cute.

She had a round, fleshy face, big eyes, a small nose, small lips, and a petite figure that even the pajamas couldn't hide.

Although she looked like an underage high school student, she was already 25.

She was Erin, Mr. McDaniel's granddaughter.

Seeing that Erin didn't recognize his voice, Mr. Guzman ground his teeth, and his voice gradually became cold. "I'm the editor-in-chief of the Squirrel team."

Hearing this, the yawning Erin finally remembered. She froze and then became even more impatient. "Why are you calling? Don't forget it's not even dawn here yet. You disturbed my sleep. Are you not afraid that I'll be upset?"

As she spoke, Erin showed her arrogance to the fullest.

In the past, although Mr. Guzman hated such a haughty person, he would hide his hatred and even flatter her.

After all, Erin was Mr. McDaniel's granddaughter, and Mr. McDaniel had not fallen out with Julien at that time. But now it was different.

Julien wanted to punish the McDaniel family. It was clear that he wanted to make a clean break with the McDaniel family.

Then Mr. Guzman, naturally, wouldn't have to fawn over this spoiled woman.

Thinking about this, Mr. Guzman no longer pretended. He cursed, "Erin, you bitch! I don't care whether you are upset or not. Listen, I won't let you go!"

Listening to Mr. Guzman's insults, Erin was dumbfounded.

After a while, she came to her senses. Her lovely face instantly turned red with anger, and her eyes became moist. She put her hands on her hip and said in a sharp voice, "You... How dare you scold me?"

He even called her a bitch.

Erin had never heard anyone swear at her like that.

Everyone flattered and pampered her.

However, this person actually dared to curse her.

Erin decided to get back at this fat man.

She bit her lip furiously, her chest heaving non-stop.

Although she was bad-tempered and arrogant, she was born into a rich family and well-educated.

Therefore, she really didn't know how to curse.

Even though she wanted to curse Mr. Guzman, she was lost for words.

The only offensive word she knew was bastard.

So, Erin could only rail at Mr. Guzman with this word.

Mr. Guzman snorted with disdain.

He had long known that these young rich ladies were so proud of their nobility that they would not bother to learn these vulgar words.

So when he heard Erin's words, he was contemptuous.

Erin naturally saw that Mr. Guzman looked down on her. She was infuriated again, yet she could only scream on the phone and slap the quilt. "How dare you mess with me? I'll let my grandpa ask Julien to drive you out of Port City!"