Starting With A Divorce Chapter 505
Starting with A Divorce Chapter 505
Chapter 505 Make a Deal
“I can’t guarantee it, but I can’t let her go just because of this. In this case, I won’t anticipate the worst,”
Robyn said coldly.
Kaliyah pondered for a moment. Her mind was filled with Cason’s words that he wanted a divorce. She
was startled and said, “I do have a way, but you have to cooperate with me and wait for the right time.”
“What is it?” Lindsay and Robyn asked in unison.
Kaliyah smiled faintly and said something before looking not far away.
An hourter, Cason returned home. Kaliyah looked at him while holding the child in her arms. Ever
since herst suicide, their rtionship had been particrly awkward.
Cason came home as early as possible. But even if he returned home early, Cason would just sit by
the side and didn’t know what to say.
Kaliyah still felt disgusted with what had happened before. She couldn’t forget that Cason wanted to
divorce her to pursue Ainsley Lindsay tried her best to help them improve their rtionship.
“You got off work early today. Do you want to try the soup?” Lindsay said.
Cason wanted to enter the study, but he stopped his steps when hearing Lindsay’s words.
“If you want to go upstairs, then go.” Kaliyah noticed Cason’s action. She pursed her lips.
This time, Cason did not go upstairs.
Lindsay held Cason’s arm and pulled him to Kaliyah’s side. “Stop working. You’re busy all day. It’s time
to spend time with your wife and child.”
The soup was being heated on the kitchen stove. An empty te was ced in front of Cason. Lindsay
pushed him. “Go get your wife a te of soup.”
“Oh.” Cason entered the kitchen with the te and fetched a te of soup to Kaliyah.
He was still thinking about Matteo’s words when he left. The simile of coffee and sugar was vivid.
Between Ainsley and Kaliyah, who was sugar-free coffee and who was coffee with sugar?
Seeing that Cason was in a daze, Kaliyah secretly sighed.
Even if she did notmit suicide and Cason went home every day, nothing would change.
They couldn’t return to what they were like before. There were all kinds of scars on their hearts The
broken mirror could not be restored. Even if the pieces were put together with glue one by one, the
broken mirror would be intact.
The next day, Manuel was dealing with his business in the office. He called several times to ask about
Roman, but there was still no news.
A few minutes after he put down the phone, another call came. The middle-aged man’s voice was
particrly hoarse. “Mr. Gage?”
“Who are you?” Manuel’s eyes shed.
This was an unfamiliar number, but Manuel somehow still answered it.
The man continued, “Roman is in my hands.”
Manuel stood up and walked to the window. His eyes shed with the coldest light, but his tone was
indifferent. “In your hands? What did you do to him?”
“Mr. Gage, let’s make a deal.” The man chuckled.
“What deal?”
“You know that we took Roman away, but he refuses to say anything. Instead of killing him, we might
as well exchange his life for something we need. It depends on whether you are willing or not,” the man
said.
Manuel said in a low voice, “What do you want?”
“A piece ofnd. The piece ofnd that the City Hall authorized the Gage Group to use,” that man said
frankly.
Manuel sneered. “You speak so bluntly. Aren’t you afraid that I will guess who you are?”
Apart from the Easton Group, only the Hume Group was fighting fornd with the Gage Group. After
all, the Hume Group was not based in Seattle but in Portugal. The Seattle City Hall had to consider this
factor. There was no reason to give the business opportunity to a foreign corporation instead of a
domestic one.
Without any dispute, that piece ofnd was given to the Gage Group.
The man was not afraid. “Mr. Gage, even if I don’t make such a request, can’t you guess who I am?
You are not ***. If you agree, the contract will be sent to your office today. Sign it, and Roman will be
left downstairs in yourpany.”
“Sure.”
The sun at noon was dazzlingly bright.
Ainsley gently knocked on Lainey’s door but didn’t hear any response for a long time. Ainsley walked
into the door. Lainey seemed to have just woken up. She sat nkly and looked out the window.
The lights in the room were on but dim.
Ainsley did not turn off the lights. Instead, she walked in and ced a te of oatmeal on the bedside
table. She said gently. “Lainey, try this.”
Lainey looked at her, her eyes full of confusion.
Ever since Ainsley brought Lainey out of the club, Lainey had been quiet. When she woke up, she
looked out of the window, immersed in her thoughts.
Ainsley tried to talk to Lainey, but Lainey seemed to be confined in her own world.
“Lainey?” Ainsley tried to call Lainey’s name again.
However, Lainey did not react to her voice. She still stared nkly out of the window.
Ainsley sighed and ran out of the door. She knew that Lainey would eat up after she left..
This worked a few times before. After half an hour, the te would be empty.
Ainsley sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the surveince camera on her phone. Serina
used to stay in that room.
Ainsley put up a surveince camera in Serina’s treatment. Now, she just happened to check Lainey’s
condition.
In the surveince video, Lainey slowly looked at the te on the bedside table.
She slowly got out of bed, sat by the bed, and picked up the te. With dull eyes, Lainey picked up the
spoon and fed herself
*****by ***.
In the beginning, everything was normal. But the more Ainsley looked, the more certain she was that
something was wrong.
Lainey didn’t chew at all. She just mechanically put a spoon into her ****and swallowed it. She was
eating like a robot.
Finally, after drinking all of it, Lainey put the te back in ce and returned to bed. She sat and
looked out of the window again.
Ainsley sighed and shut down the screen In the guest room, Lainey’s thoughts were in a mess. There
were all kinds of colors in her eyes.
She recognized Ainsley and wanted to answer Ainsley, but her clothes and hair would always be torn.
The feeling of being torn made her feel desperate. But even if she did not think about the pain, it would
not disappear.
The Gage Group.
Manuel signed his name. It was a letter ofnd transfer.
Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.
The man who came looked ordinary. It was probably impossible to find him in the crowd. However,
Manuel felt that the man looked very familiar. He had seen this man before at the party on PineMist
Ind.
He was Daniel’s subordinate, Aaden.
“Alright, where is Roman?” Manuel asked coldly.
“Mr. Gage, when I leave, he wille.” Aaden picked up the document with satisfaction.
“Mr. Gage, you can go downstairs.” Aaden simply left.
Manuel went downstairs. Just as he reached the door, a van stopped in front of him. The door was
opened, and a man was thrown out.
The man was covered in blood, his face full of wounds.