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Kieran Chase stood up and glanced at the agreement without taking it."Where have you been for the past two months?"Scott said he couldn't reach you by phone or text. Next time you disappear, remember to report it to me."Not a word of concern. Just another one of Kieran's random scoldings.Honestly, after all these years, this was the first time looking at Kieran's face made me feel disgusted.Since he would not take it, I did not force him. I casually set the papers on the coffee table."Mr. Chase, if there are no objections, then just sign it."I lowered my eyes and glanced at the girl sitting in the wheelchair beside him.My body felt too weak to even summon the energy for angry questions. I walked around her, planning to go upstairs and rest.Perhaps my calm reaction was too abnormal. For once in his life, Kieran actually offered me an explanation."This is my friend's younger sister. He asked me to look after her. For convenience, I brought her home to stay. I explaine

"Joanna, this is the fifth time Mr. Chase has invited you to meet and discuss things this week."You're still not going to see him?"I took the glass of warm water Maverick handed me and swallowed the pills in one gulp."See him? And then what?"Watch him scrutinize me like I'm a quarterly report? Listen to him 'analyze' our nonsense marriage like it's a project post-mortem? Then work with him while he kindly plans to 'process' our divorce agreement?"That robotic, businesslike attitude of his makes me sick. I'm not going to humiliate myself by throwing myself at him anymore."I set down the glass and took a deep breath."Anyway, there's no avoiding Friday's reception."When the time comes, we'll sign whatever needs signing and sever whatever needs severing. One clean break. He can go his way, I'll go mine."He can be Mr. Chase. I'll be Ms. Candor."The sunlight warming my skin made me drowsy. Just before closing the bedroom door, I pulled a bank card from my bag and handed i

A nurse emerged from the emergency room and startled at the sight of two men brawling."This is a hospital, not a street fight. Take it outside!"The patient has lost too much blood. She needs massive transfusions. The blood bank is critically low. If either of you are Type O or Type B, come with me to the donation room immediately!"Maverick released Kieran, letting him drop to the floor, and shot him a glare."You better pray she makes it. If anything happens to Joanna, I'll kill you myself."He followed the nurse to the donation room without another word."Pull up the company health records. Find everyone with Type O or Type B blood. Contact them one by one and tell them to get to First Hospital. Anyone willing to donate gets double their year-end bonus. Also..."Maverick's voice faded into the distance. Kieran lay on the floor until Scott hurried over and helped him up.His mind kept replaying Maverick's damning words."Fifteen calls... You didn't answer a single one...”

Kieran eventually signed the divorce agreement and left the hospital room quietly.Perhaps my body was too exhausted from just waking up. After forcing out a few words to Kieran, drowsiness swept over me again.When I woke, dusk had already fallen.Maverick pushed the door open carrying warm soup. He immediately spotted the divorce agreement now signed by both parties but said nothing. He simply opened the bowl and squinted at me."Perfect timing. You're awake."Just made it. Try some."I sipped the soup in small mouthfuls. The warmth chased away some of the cold in my body.Casually, I asked, "The Hostler family fell faster than I expected. Kieran's methods are ruthless, sure, but with the Hostler family's foundation, they shouldn't have crumbled without any resistance."Someone else must have stepped in." The spoon clinked against the bowl."People who consider 200 million as small change. I know very few of those."Maverick, do you really... use the surname, Tiller?"At