Scarlette suddenly became excited, “Great, it’s really exhrating. How do you want to handle it?”


    “Firstly, I need to meet with awyer!” I indeed had many issues that needed to be discussed with a legal professional.


    “When? I’ll arrange it,” Scarlette offered.


    “The sooner, the better!” I asserted without hesitation. “After meeting with thewyer, I need to make a trip to Southend.”


    On Tuesday, Scarlette arranged a private meeting at a small club with thewyer I wanted to meet.


    For some reason, as I entered the club, I felt like there were eyes watching me. However, despite discreetly observing, I didn’t notice anything unusual, leaving me somewhat uneasy.


    Upon reaching the reserved room, Scarlette was already inside, engaged in casual conversation with a young man.


    The man before me was in his thirties, with thick eyebrows, a square face, and a pair of narrow-rimmed sses perched on his nose. His eyes were sharp and focused, exuding a strong sense ofposure. Overall, he gave off an air of trustworthiness.


    As both of them stood up upon my arrival, Scarlette introduced, “Daisy, founder of Medikit Inc. Daisy, this is Warren Dyer from Young Corp.”


    “Pleased to meet you!” I extended my hand. “Mr. Dyer!”


    “Likewise! I’m d to be of service to you!” Warren smiled, disying a row of pearly white teeth.


    Once seated, I nced at Scarlette and praised, “I didn’t expect you to find me such a youngwyer!”


    “Don’t be fooled by Mr. Dyer’s age; he’s the most renownedwyer in the Newport industry. Feel free to ask him anything; he’s absolutely reliable!” Scarlette reassured me, anticipating any concerns I might have.


    “Let’s get straight to the point then,” I said, cing my bag down and turning to Warren.


    “You can skip the preliminary details. I’ve already introduced the situation. Dive into the main issue,” Scarlette suggested, being considerate and not wanting me to recount any distressing matters.


    Warren, being professional, immediately delved into the matter. “You want to quickly retrieve your assets and leave your husband with nothing.”


    I nced at Warren and shook my head, “Not only that. I want everyone involved in his family to face legal consequences. And, more importantly…”


    I paused for a moment, then sat upright, saying, “And, I want to use some means!”


    Warren smiled but remained silent. I took it as his agreement and proceeded to share my thoughts with him, seeking his advice on how to execute them without viting thew.All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    “I understand,” Warren said, his gaze deep, “but forgive me for being blunt; your current situation doesn’t look optimistic. From the information I’ve gathered, all the evidence seems to be against you. It might be you leaving with nothing.”


    “What do you mean?” I was shocked, furrowing my brow, looking at Warren in disbelief. “Robert’s cheating, having an illegitimate child outside, poisoning me, taking over mypany-how can I possibly leave with nothing?”


    His words were truly hard to ept. Warren looked at me seriously and said, “ording to the information I found, Robert currently holds an authorization document for the transfer of ownership of Medikit Inc. It bears your signature and seal, and it has been announced and approved at a shareholders’ meeting.”


    I was stunned and quickly eximed, “I haven’t signed any transfer agreement!”


    Warren calmly handed me a copy of the transfer document, saying, “Here, take a look. “