Chapter 5


    Chapter 5 I Don’t Want Anything


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    anything more.


    Hendry looked through the papers with an ugly expression.


    “Hendry?” Cecilia said tentatively. “Is it money that she wants?”


    Hendry pursed his lips. The terms were pretty straightforward. Kah practically didn’t ask for


    anything.


    Cecilia saw Hendry’s expression and became more determined. “What did I say? A woman like her


    marries you because of your money. Seeing that you love Alondra so much, she knows that she


    doesn’t stand a chance. That’s why she wants to divorce you. You cannot let her get her way!”


    Kah figured that Hendry would sign. After all, her offer was so tempting.


    To her surprise, just as she returned home, she received a call from thewyer.


    “Ms. Delgado, I will discuss the details of the divorce with you on behalf of Mr. Lowery.”


    “What’s there to talk about?”


    Thewyer held the phone and looked at the man beside him tentatively. “Ms. Delgado, Mr. Lowery


    has prepared 5 million dors in cash and a property for you as divorcepensation.”


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    Kah sneered, “Is he crazy or what? I made it very clear in the agreement that I didn’t want anything


    from the Lowery family.”


    Thewyer had never seen such an absurd divorce case in his entire career. Among all the cases he


    took, the party demanding the divorce always asked for money from the other party. Yet now, the man


    insisted on giving money to his wife, while she was so determined to say no.


    Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he continued, “It’s in the prenup. Ms. Delgado, you’re


    obligated to ept it.”


    “No.” Kah decisively hung up the phone.


    During the past few years living in the Lowery’s ce, she was Hendry’s wife in name only. In fact,


    she was more like a maid.


    She was rich and did not want Hendry’s money. If she took his money, she would be no different from a


    maid. The money would be like her sry. In such a way, Hendry and his family might think that they


    did not owe her anymore.


    She hung up the phone and picked up the car key.


    She agreed with Aryan yesterday to go to thepany to familiarize herself with the business today.


    Walking into the garage, Kah took a deep breath. That was how her life should have been.


    The cars in the 6,500 square feet underground parking lot were all part of Zion’s collections over the


    years. The car key in Kah’s hands was handed over to her this morning.


    While chatting with Zion yesterday, she praised how beautiful the new Aston Martin at the car exhibition


    was. And today, she had one.


    Kah arrived at the ZiKay Building.


    She got out of the car, threw the key to the doorman to park the car, and strode in.


    “Hey! You! Who are you? What’s your business here?”


    As soon as she entered the hall, someone stopped her.


    “I’m here to see Aryan,” Kah said as she lowered her sunsses.


    The receptionist sized Kah up. The clothes Kah was wearing did not even have anybels, so the


    receptionist figured that they mustn’t have been from some famous brand. Seeing how casual Kah


    was, the receptionist pulled a long face and said, “Come here.”


    Kah walked to the reception desk and saw two receptionists with heavy makeup. The woman who


    stopped her threw a notebook at Kah. “Register.”


    Kah felt a little strange. She thought, why does the ZiKay Group use such a primitive way as their


    registration? I don’t think the clients’ information can be guaranteed in such a way.


    Kah finished the registration, and the receptionist took the notebook and the pen away rudely.” Then


    she pointed to the sofa in the corner and said, “Sit over there and wait.”


    Turning around, Kah saw a row of women in short skirts sitting on the sofa. They looked either pure


    or wild, and all of them were staring at the elevator that was exclusive for the CEO eagerly.


    Kah was dumbfounded. She thought, I know that Aryan has been kind of a yboy for the past few


    years, but still, this is a bit too much, isn’t it?


    I get it now. The receptionist thinks I am one of them.


    Kah sneered, “I have something to talk to Aryan about. It’s business. Nothing else,” Kah


    exined patiently.


    “Yeah, right. Just go there and wait,” the receptionist said impatiently.


    Kah was good-natured. However, she still found it hard to endure anymore. She dialed a number


    and said, “Get your ass down here!”