Chapter 521


    Chapter 521 Leave the Marriage With Nothing


    Preston abruptly shook his head as if wanting to prove himself. “The Whitmans didn’t


    abandon me. I’m still living in one of the vis belonging to the family, and I still have some shares.”


    The man was amused. “Shares? It’s because Joseph wants to humiliate you. It’s boring to lie to


    yourself.”


    For ordinary people, one percent of the Whitman Group shares was enough for them to lead a worry-


    free life. However, for a man like Preston, it was like falling into disfavor and he would. have no chance


    of turning the situation around.


    “Don’t confuse Joe with the Whitmans. I won’t betray my family.” Preston turned the man down as he


    clenched his fists tightly.


    He wanted to thrive over Joseph, but he did not want to ruin the Whitman Group.


    Whitman Group was his, and Jonathan had a few billion now. Hence, Preston was not


    desperate enough to betray his family.


    The man remained calm. He handed Preston his business card. “We’re not in a rush. I believe you’ll


    need me.”


    ”


    After that, he got up and left in a car.


    Preston stared at the name-Otto Sinir-on the business card before he picked it up and stuffed it into


    a drawer.


    Just then, Octavia came in with Harold with fierce momentum.


    “Dad, you have to get justice for me. After marrying Pres, I diligently contributed to the family, but he’s


    keeping a mistress and even wants to divorce me. I’m so miserable!”


    After Octavia received the photograph of Preston taking Hazel to a hotel, she grabbed her chance and


    found that female university student whom Preston had been keeping as his lover for many years.


    When the woman first became his lover, she was only a freshman in high school.


    She was even one year younger than Jonathan. What a bastard Preston was!


    Harold’s face became extremely gloomy. “Is what she said true?”


    “I want a divorce because Tavia nearly killed me with a cleaver in the middle of the night.”


    Preston was so angry that he shuddered. “I, your son, nearly died, Dad. Ignore her. I have to divorce


    her.”


    “Yes, you should get a divorce,” Harold rebuked him.


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    “Dad…”


    “Dad!”


    Both Preston and Octavia spoke up in unison. One of them was confused while the other was horrified.


    Although Preston imed that he wanted to divorce Octavia, he could not bear to do so after being


    married to her for so many years. If Octavia could turn a blind eye to it in the future, he could force


    himself to forgive her.


    It was beyond Octavia’s expectation that Harold would agree to it. She never really wanted a divorce.


    The Whitmans were the top aristocratic family, and they owned Fairlight. No other family in Docwood


    couldpare to them.


    In addition, Octavia was old and no longer charming. She would not find a better man if she left


    Preston. She decided topromise as long as he broke up with that slut.


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    “Ahem…” Harold abruptly coughed heavily a few times. He used a white handkerchief to cover his


    mouth tightly. After a long while, he finally stopped coughing. He then raised his walking stick and hit


    Preston hard. “Go and get the divorce certificate today. You have to leave the marriage without a penny


    to your name. Leave all your properties to


    Tavia and Jon. Don’t even dream of getting a single penny!”


    Preston was stunned. “Dad, what are you talking about?”


    It was fine when Joseph disrespected Preston. But now, even Harold refused to help him.


    “Are you deaf?” Harold trembled. His unclear eyes gleamed with the light of disappointment. He felt


    that Preston had failed him as his son. “This is what you deserve since you can’t control your basic


    urges. You’ve humiliated me to no end!”


    “I’m your son. You have to side with me,” Preston murmured helplessly but it was not convincing in the


    slightest.


    With eyes closed, Harold made up his mind and ignored Preston. He turned around and got into the car


    with Patrick’s help.


    Sitting in the car, Patrick nced at Preston before he shook his head in disappointment. Harold was


    already being soft-hearted by not taking back the vi. Patrick sincerely hoped that Preston would


    repent.


    However, Preston did not think this way. His whole being was swallowed by hatred, and his sinister


    gaze fell on Otto’s business card in the drawer.