Margot quickly hung up the phone as she feared Curtis would scold her again.She didn't leave but sat and eagerly watched the company building, waiting for Curtis to finish work.Inside the CEO's office, Curtis felt frustrated as he stared at the disconnected line. That woman was becoming more and more unruly. Not only was she challenging him, but she even got angry and threatened him. It seemed she needed to be taught a lesson about who she was dealing with.Curtis closed the files and put the pen away before he called out, "Come in." Chester immediately entered. "Mr. Crosby.""Find a nanny on the younger side and send her to Tammy's residence. Make sure the nanny takes care of her 24 hours a day," Curtis instructed."Understood." Chester nodded.After Chester left, Curtis got up, grabbed his coat, and departed.Curtis was dressed in a vest and a shirt, with a suit jacket draped over his arm. He walked out of the company building with an imposing demeanor.At the company e

Margot believed she had shown significant self-control.Apart from shedding a few tears, she had refrained from sobbing or causing a scene. Yet, despite her efforts, Curtis seemed unsatisfied. She sat quietly beside him as the driver took him to Tammy's residence and then dropped her home.When Curtis got out of the car, he instructed the driver, "Make sure she gets home, no stops on the way.""Got it, Boss." The driver acknowledged.In reality, Margot didn't have any intention to leave during the journey.When she reached home, she calmly went into Curtis' study room.Unaware of where he had placed the divorce agreement for her signature, she found a template online and printed two copies.The divorce agreement was quite straightforward, and she also requested nothing, neither alimony nor property. After signing the documents, she placed them in an envelope and went back to her room to pack her belongings.The truth was, she didn't want to leave at all.She didn't want

Margot had long left the bustling city, and there was no way Chester could bring her back within an hour. In fact, he couldn't accomplish the task even if he had a night. Curtis sat on the living room sofa. He gripped his phone tightly, radiating a formidable aura with veins bulging at his forehead.Doris stood nearby, not daring to make a sound.After a while, the phone rang. Curtis, thinking it was his assistant, answered it reflexively. To his surprise, it was Tammy's voice on the other end. "Curt, why haven't you come back yet tonight?"Still consumed by anger and preoccupied with Margot, Curtis impatiently responded, "I have something to attend to today and can't make it."Tammy, wanting to voice her complaints, began, "But...""Tammy, I'll repay what I owe you, but if you keep pushing me, don't blame me for changing my attitude toward you," he said sternly as he cut her off abruptly.His mind was in turmoil, dominated by thoughts of Margot. He couldn't fathom why he fel

Chester did not expect anyone to engage in a fight with them.These assailants were swift. Chester's team was no match for them.Margot stood there, stunned, contemplating whether to call the police. However, her wrist was suddenly seized. "Come with me."A man in black, wearing a hat and a mask, quickly led her away from the commotion before she could even react.Despite being fully armed, Margot recognized that it was Royce. After entering the elevator, she shook off Royce's hand and asked, "Did you send those people to attack them?" Although she didn't know much about Royce, based on his identity as Laura's uncle, Margot knew he had the capability to dispatch people for a fight like that.Royce didn't deny it. "Yes."Margot expressed her concern, "If they are Curtis's people, he'll come after you. I won't be able to escape the consequences, no matter where I go.""Don't worry, they wouldn't know it was me. Can't you see I'm wearing a mask?" He said with an indifferent

Curtis's eyes were bloodshot, filled with burst blood vessels.He coldly gazed at the seemingly self-righteous Margot in front of him, impulsively wanting to devour her alive. He rose from the sofa without saying a word. He grabbed Margot's hand and dragged her upstairs. Caught off guard, Margot stumbled along.Once in the room, Curtis tossed her onto the bed and pressed her down. He raised his hand to slap her butt harshly. "I told you I would break your legs if you dared escape."He was genuinely furious.For the entire night, he had been on edge, fearing something might happen to her, worried she might not return, terrified she might vanish forever.Now, he couldn't release the pent-up anger in his heart unless he properly disciplined her.Margot lay on the bed as her butt was stinging from the harsh blows. The fiery pain made her cry out involuntarily."What's wrong with me leaving? I've signed the divorce agreement. We're already divorced. Why won't you let me go?