Chapter 463
After what seemed like an eternity, he lifted his tear-streaked face to look at me, managing a sinister
smile through his misery. "Divorce? Sure, I''ll agree to your terms... but I have one condition of my own."
Finally, he was talking. Of course, I knew what his ''condition'' would be.
I smiled, content and confident, then spoke with deliberate emphasis, "You''re in no position to bargain
with me!"
"Then forget about getting a divorce!" He wore a shamelessly defiant look. "If we split, who''s going to
deal with all the debts? If I die... the kids will be fatherless!"
"That''s fine by me. They''ll take the Wilburn name. They don''t need a father!" My reply was adamant
and final.
His expression froze for a moment, his clenched fists whitening at the knuckles.
"Aaliyah, the only way you''re getting out of this marriage is if you give me your shares in VitalAxis
Pharmaceuticals," he spat out before turning to storm up the stairs.
"Jan, you''d better just sign the divorce papers! It''s the only way you''re walking away with any
freedom. Otherwise... don''t me me for what happens next!" I was unwavering, typing a number into
my phone and shing it at him with a mischievous smirk. "You know what this is. Think about the
consequences."
He nced at the three digits on my phone and froze on the spot. His expression grew darker and
more menacing by the second, but I pressed on, seizing my advantage, "This is your one chance at
freedom. Sign the papers, or I press this button and turn you in. Your choice."
We stood there, locked in a standoff, sparks of hatred flying between our eyes.
"Aaliyah, you''re pushing me too far! If you want a war, you''ve got one..." With a roar, he lunged at me,
his hands reaching out with furious intent.
I rolled off the couch with cool agility, dodging to the other side.
From behind the couch, Larkin leaped into action, pressing his hand against the back of the sofa and
vaulting over it. His foot connected squarely with Jan''s chest, sending him stumbling backward until
hended on the floor with a heavy thud.
Fuming, he red at Larkin but yelled my name instead. "Aaliyah... you''ve been hiding a man in our
house!"
I rose steadily from behind the sofa, phone still in hand, and said with icy rity, "Did you honestly think
you were pulling off the perfect crime without me having a clue?"
Sitting on the floor, his eyes burned with rage at the sight of me – the hatred was clear.
"Hannah!" I called out, “Show him! Let''s see if it jogs his memory!” She emerged, stepping toward
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Jan with a tablet in her hand.
She held a tablet in her hand, flipping through the content meticulously. As he watched, his face
incrementally drained of color and his body began to tremble with unstoppable intensity...
I regained myposure and asked calmly, "Is this enough for you?"
"Do you think the hitmen who died in that car crash left no trace? Their recovered phones – do you
think your tracks are truly covered? And your hidden illness, spreading the virus at will – do you think
the police won''t pursue you for that?"
He sat up, staring at me in disbelief.
"How could you know all this? Aaliyah, what have you done?" Jan was thoroughly unsettled now.
"That''s my question to you!" I put away my phone, tired of this battle, and took the two divorce
agreements that Hannah presented again, flinging them in front of him. "Sign them!"
"Sign the papers. Maybe then I''ll consider you a man of some decency," I stood firm, looking down at
Jan as he groveled at my feet.
He looked up, his eyes red as if bleeding, "Are you really so heartless?" Content of Draм??ovels
"Better to sign these papers and leave with some dignity than to beg like a dog. You better think about
how you''re going to pay your debts once you leave here."
I smirked inwardly. The moment he walked out that door, his life would be a living hell.