All Chapters of The Doting Bigwig: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Even Willow was stunned by Theodore's statement. Theodore warned, "I do not like to repeat myself."Snapping back to reality, Quentin hissed, "You two … You … really …"Despite his best efforts, he could not bring himself to openly accuse Theodore and Willow of an affair. Any man, even one who did not love his wife, would never accept being cuckolded as it would bruise his ego.Quentin's face turned green with jealousy. Gina finally comprehended the situation and spat, "The audacity to show up after what you've done! This is beyond ridiculous. What have our family done to deserve such humiliation?"The humiliating words stung Willow. She attempted to confront Gina but was held back by Theodore. He instructed Clark, "Clark, bring Willow to the car."Clark politely addressed Willow, saying, "Ms. Jett, after you."Willow immediately left because she did not want to engage further with the Strands. When she left, Quentin visibly panicked and growled, "What do you take us as?"Utte

It was past the clock-in time in the morning at Strand Real Estate. The two young staff at the front desk were eagerly discussing the gossip from the company group chat when they overheard the clicking of heels nearing.One of them noticed Willow from the corner of her eye and quickly put her phone face down on the desk. She shot up and greeted Willow, "Good morning, Ms. Jett."Willow showed up in an imposing manner. She was dressed in a peach-colored pantsuit, her neck adorned with a Burberry silk scarf, accentuating the charm and sassiness of a career woman.She walked past the front desk and entered the elevator. The front desk staff finally collected themselves and made an internal call. "Hello? Darren, Ms. Jett is in the company. She's headed toward the HR Department!"The staff assumed she was going to the HR Department because she headed to the 12th floor. When the elevator door slid open, Willow stepped foot into the HR Department with a sour face.Darren Foster, the HR m

At Baker & Associates, a good-looking man served Willow tea. He said, "You must have waited for a while. I lost track of time because I had a meeting in the morning.""It's fine." Willow leaned back into the couch with a tense expression. "Matthew, what are the chances of me winning the case?""Do you mean the divorce or the property settlement lawsuit?""Aren't they the same?""They are separate cases," Matthew Evans explained while looking through the documents of Willow's lawsuit. "You can divorce Quentin Strand, no problem. But when it comes to property settlement, there's no law stating that the cheater will walk away empty-handed. The most you'll get is some financial compensation, but I'll try to fight for as much as you can get."Willow did not intend to go to the extreme. She explained, "I just want half of the assets, which is what I deserve.""Don't worry. Everything will be fine if I'm in charge.""Thanks a lot.""Don't mention it."Willow beamed. "True. We've know

Quentin's face darkened. He soon vanished into the forest, but before that, he said to Sonia, "Settle this as soon as possible."He refused to witness the coercion. After he left, Sonia seemed more emboldened. The driver pinned Willow's arms on her back, and Sonia easily grabbed Willow by the neck while brandishing a small dagger, which glimmered underneath the moonlight. She remarked, "See, Willow? Quent doesn't care about you. Do you think you have any other choice than to sign the agreement? Or do you want me to show you some color so that you know I'm being serious?"Willow sensed the cold touch of the blade as it slid across her cheek. The snake-like sensation gave her goosebumps. Looking pale, she retorted, "Do you know the consequences of your action? This is illegal! You'll go to jail for this, and I will haunt you even in the afterlife!""I don't care what happens in the afterlife." Sonia snickered as she pressed the blade against Willow's cheek. "Sure, don't sign the a

Clark inquired, "Mr. Bassett, what do we do next?"Theodore picked up the dagger from the ground. It glimmered dangerously. He asked Sonia, "Which hand did you use to hold the dagger?"His eyes were devoid of emotions. Turning white, Willow stammered, "W-What are y-you doing?"Theodore showed an aversion to Sonia. Instead, he turned to the driver, who was pinned down. He questioned, "Do you want to live?"The driver was caught by surprise but swiftly nodded. He explained, "They paid me to do this. I didn't do anything to Ms. Jett except bring her here. I won't do this anymore. Please let me go!""Which hand did she grip the dagger with?"The driver was in a daze when he was questioned. Theodore dropped the dagger in front of the man and said, "You may leave if you cut off one of her fingers."The men who pinned the driver had let go of him. His legs turned jelly as he fell onto his knees, staring at the dagger.Finally, he came to a decision and swallowed hard as he reached for