Iris turned to Stanley.It turned out that the word divorce was not as difficult to utter as she had imagined."I won't divorce you; you know that very well," Stanley replied, his expression cold."As a lawyer, you know very well that if I was pronounced guilty, I would have gone to prison...""In light of the evidence, I had no choice...""No, you chose to believe Wendy over me," Iris pinpointed the issue. He did not believe her. Perhaps, in his heart, Wendy was more important, so he hoped Iris would be the one to go to prison rather than Wendy."Let's just go home," he said, walking down the steps.Iris adjusted her coat against the biting wind as she followed him toward the car, the chill cutting across her face.Inside the car, silence enveloped them, almost suffocating in its weight.Upon arriving home, Stanley did not get out of the car. After Iris stepped out, he simply drove away.She watched him leave without saying a word. He must be worried about Wendy's impending investi
She wasn't in the kitchen.She wasn't in the bedroom either.He pulled out his phone to call her and found that the screen was filled with transaction notifications. Because he did not want to be disturbed, he had put the phone on silent mode.He reviewed the transaction records.[XX Bank] These are the transactions made on November 29th from your account ending in 0081:15:17: Transaction of $5,03415:26: Transaction of $9,88915:45: Transaction of $5,00016:00: Transaction of $13,80016:12: Transaction of $11,000...The long list of transactions made him frown. He tried calling Iris, but there was no answer, intensifying his frustration. It wasn't the money that annoyed him; rather, her absence left him feeling empty. He tugged at his collar irritably. It felt suffocating despite not being tight.He decided to distract himself with work and headed to the study.When he entered the study, he immediately spotted the divorce agreement on the desk along with Iris' wedding rin
Iris nodded and said, "That's me."The courier replied, "I have a delivery for you." He handed her the receipt. "Please sign here."After signing, she returned the receipt and received a document envelope from him. She thanked him and closed the door.Opening the envelope, she found the divorce agreement she had drafted inside, now bearing Stanley's signature. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. Setting the envelope aside, she opened her laptop.The signed agreement confirmed his consent to the property division.Property division required specific procedures, including documentation like her ID. She made copies, provided her bank card information, opened a fund account, and drafted a power of attorney, stating that due to personal reasons, she could not handle the divorce proceedings herself, so she entrusted Stanley Stein to act as her divorce lawyer to handle the proceedings on her behalf.After organizing the required documents, she packed everything back into the envelope a
Professor Aston had also reached retirement age, but he had benefited from Stanley's success."I've let Professor Sandler down," Iris said, turning to look out the window. Professor Sandler had invested so much in her, even giving her more attention than his own granddaughter, Yvonne. Yet, she had repaid his faith with disappointment, ultimately leading to his humiliation and early retirement. And it was all because she was blinded by love.Tears brimmed in her eyes."Oh, don't blame yourself. That stubborn old man and Professor Aston have always been at odds. It's been so long, so stop dwelling on it," Yvonne comforted, feeling flustered at Iris' tears.To lighten the mood, she said with a chuckle, "Besides, if we're talking about making him angry, you can't even compare to me. He wanted to groom me as his successor, but I ended up in finance. He was so upset he didn't eat for three days!"Professor Sandler had been trying to nurture Yvonne since she was young but she honestly had no
Iris hurriedly said, "Hi. I'm Professor Sandler's student."There was a brief silence on the other end. "I'm busy right now."Iris cautiously replied, "That's okay. I can meet whenever it's convenient for you.""After six o'clock. Where would you like to meet?""Up to you; I'm fine with anywhere.""After six o'clock, come to the law firm, Golden Path Law.""Okay."Click. The call ended. Iris blinked a few times. 'This guy is pretty cold,' she thought.It was still morning. With the meeting scheduled for after six, she had the entire day ahead of her. She called Yvonne to see if she could meet to discuss the investment, but Yvonne was busy and unable to meet that day. They had no choice but to schedule for another day.Iris decided to find a temporary place to live in until the apartment renovation was complete. The renovation would take three months, and staying in a hotel long-term wasn't practical.She spent the day searching online for apartment listings but couldn't fin
After saying that, Iris walked past Stanley without stopping. Stanley was infuriated.However, Iris had always been the one who initiated reconciliations after they had arguments, a pattern he had come to expect. The thought of being the one to relent this time felt unbearable, despite his strong desire for her to return.His mood was terrible, so he called his friends out for drinks to distract himself. In the private room, the atmosphere was tense. No one wanted to speak first.The news of Wendy getting arrested had spread. They all knew by now that Wendy had tried to frame Iris for drug possession. They had misunderstood Iris. They thought she had gotten into drugs because she was too bored at home. But it turned out Wendy had tricked them all with her innocent facade.The depth of Wendy's deceit shocked everyone. She had meticulously planned her scheme for three months to take Iris down. Those kinds of people were truly scary.They sat right next to you, but you had
Iris was speechless.That was way too much info.Iris stayed up late and fell asleep on the desk.When she awoke the next morning, her body ached from the awkward position she had been in.Yvonne, now sober, greeted her with a smile. She waved the card in her hand and said, "Thanks for this."Iris returned the smile. After Yvonne left, Iris tidied up and went to work.As soon as she arrived, Jason called her into his office and told her to meet a client with him."What do I need to prepare?" Iris asked dutifully."You just have to listen," Jason replied, putting on his coat as he made his way out."Oh," Iris said, quickening her pace to keep up with his long strides.He had such long legs.They took the elevator straight to the underground parking lot. Jason led her to his car, and she climbed into the rear seat.The destination was a relatively remote area, so the journey took a while. They soon arrived at a small restaurant. Iris was confused at first; why would a
Ted happened to see that interaction between Iris and Jason. Moreover, from his point of view, their interaction was very intimate.It made him scowl. He had completely lost his appetite.Iris retracted her arm. Jason did the same without saying anything.Upon entering the restaurant, they found the first floor fully occupied, so they went up to the second floor and chose a table near the window."Do you have any dietary restrictions?" Iris asked.Jason replied curtly, "Nope.""What kind of flavor do you like? Mild, spicy, sweet..." she continued, trying to gauge his tastes."Mild," he responded, his tone brief and somewhat distant.Iris was speechless.Iris wondered how his wife or girlfriend felt about being with a man who was this cold.Living with a person like him must be pretty boring.Iris ordered several mild dishes that she had tried before, including the restaurant's signature chicken tetrazzini and mushroom soup.As they waited for their food, the atmosphere be
Seeing Iris stepping back as well as her guarded expression, Jason's feelings were complicated.Suppressing his emotions, he said, "Go change; I'll wait for you."Iris asked, "Wait for me for what?""If I told you the woman of my dreams has always been you, you might not believe me, so I'll show you the evidence," Jason replied, his tone softening. "Go get changed."Iris hesitated, not moving. Jason was a renowned lawyer, so he knew how to fabricate evidence if he wanted to.She shook her head firmly. "I won't believe any so-called evidence that comes from you. I only believe in myself. From now on, our relationship will be strictly professional. If you don't want me to stay at Golden Path, feel free to dismiss me. I won't complain."With nearly a year of experience at a law firm like Golden Path, finding another job wouldn't be difficult.Jason frowned, displeasure and disappointment etched on his face. "Just like that, you've already formed conclusions about me?"Iris turne
Iris was stunned for two seconds before regaining her composure. "Mr. Just, you're back?" she asked.Jason stared at her, scrutinizing her for a minute. After the long pause, he asked, "Why didn't you answer my calls?"Recalling the missed call, Iris replied honestly, "I was taking a shower."Jason thought back to the timing of the missed calls. They weren't that far apart. She was showering? That brat was in her house when she was showering?"Is that so?" he said, uncertainty creeping into his voice. The situation had never slipped out of his control like this before, which made him feel uneasy.Iris firmly affirmed, "Yes.""Why did you move away?" His deep voice was tinged with suppressed frustration.Iris explained, "The apartment was only a temporary residence. This is my house, so I had to move here sooner or later. It just happened to be during your business trip. Come in."Talking at the doorway wasn't ideal. She stepped aside to make room for him.Jason walked in. He h
Before he left the country, he could sense that something was off with Iris. And now, she's not answering his calls. Also, why were she and that young man together at such a late hour?Just as Iris was about to take a shower and go to bed, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, she found Brad standing outside."Why are you..."Before she could finish, Brad handed her the phone. "You left this in the car."Iris received it with a smile. "I didn't even notice."Brad did not mention Jason's calls at all. He smiled and said, "Good night."Iris nodded. "Good night."After Brad left, she closed the door and tossed her phone onto the bed before heading to the bathroom. The sound of the shower filled the room.Her phone on the bed once again vibrated. It persisted for a whole minute before the call automatically ended. Jason heard the message, "The person you're trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."Half an hour later, Iris emerged from the bathroom in
Sensing from Stanley's tone that something was wrong, Henry glanced at Stanley through the rearview mirror and was taken aback by his dejected expression.This was the once proud and arrogant Stanley, now at a low point in his life.There were some things that Henry could see clearly as an outsider, but couldn't tell Stanley.Iris had changed. Henry did not think there was any hope of reconciliation.Pointing that out would only hurt Stanley's feelings. However, if he remained silent, Stanley would continue to deceive himself. After a moment of hesitation, Henry finally broke the silence. "You know, Stanley, there are many other good women out there. Why not find someone new? Fiora is a great choice. She loves you. Spending your life with someone who loves you isn't a bad idea...""When did you start becoming so concerned with my love life?" Stanley interrupted impatiently, cutting Henry off before he could finish.Henry pursed his lips in frustration. He was just trying to hel
Iris approached Brad and asked, "Are you okay?"Seeing Stanley leaning against the wall, clearly in pain, Brad couldn't help but smile. "I'm fine," he answered.The ex-husband clearly took a worse hit than he did."Good. Let's go then," Iris said, turning to leave.Yvonne caught up and said, "I'll leave with you guys."Iris gave her silent agreement, while Henry tagged along, insisting, "And me.""Get lost!" Yvonne snapped."Don't be so heartless," Henry persisted.Yvonne blocked his path and told Iris, "Iris, you go ahead."Iris, weary of the situation, acknowledged her with a nod and walked away.She and Brad went to Brad's car. They had both been drinking, so they could only call a buddy driver service.Yvonne looked at Stanley, then back at Henry. With a smirk, she presented Henry with a difficult choice, "I'll give you a choice: either we end it here or you completely cut ties with Stanley Stein. Pick one."Henry asked in disbelief, "Do you really need to be so mercile
Brad sneered, "Iris is an independent woman, so of course I have no right to interfere in her business. And you, as her ex-husband, have no right either."Stanley's gaze darkened. He noticed Brad holding Iris' hand. A cold smile curled his lips. "Let go of her.""Nope!" Brad replied defiantly, tilting his head back.Stanley narrowed his eyes, and the two stood at the brink of conflict, tension thick in the air.Iris patted Brad's shoulder and said, "Don't waste time talking to him; let's go."Turning to face Iris, Brad immediately changed his attitude. He replied with a huge smile, "Okay."He pushed past Stanley, who was blocking the way.Frustration boiled within Stanley. He was fed up with Brad's constant interference and provocation. He felt humiliated.He couldn't stand it anymore!Without a second thought, he turned and kicked Brad.Caught off guard, Brad staggered forward but managed to stay on his feet.Iris was appalled. She did not expect Stanley to attack a kid lik
Henry frequented nightlife venues, so his capacity for alcohol was nothing to be trifled with. He filled Brad's glass with a smile."Cheers." He draped an arm over Brad's shoulder, holding a glass of wine in his other hand.Brad raised his glass, "Cheers."They clinked their glasses and downed the drinks in one go.Henry refilled their glasses, and they drank again.The pouring and drinking continued...Iris sensed something was off by the fourth drink. "Enough, you two, stop drinking." She took the glass from Brad's hand. "That's enough wine for tonight."But Henry hadn't achieved his goal yet. He smiled at Iris and said,. "But Iris, we're having a good time.""No more drinking," Iris said firmly. She knew Henry's limits with alcohol and knew that Brad was probably no match for him. If Brad continued drinking, he would end up drunk, and she could tell that Henry was trying to get him drunk.It was their first meeting, so Iris couldn't understand why Henry was messing with B
Iris said okay, and the four of them left the house. Henry chose the restaurant, claiming he knew a place with delicious food. Iris thought everyone was tired and deserved a good meal, so she agreed. She would only take care of the bill, leaving the rest to Henry.The restaurant was quite nice. It was a place popular among the wealthy elite, so the prices were naturally high. Henry ordered food he had tried before, all of which he knew was delicious.Yvonne asked, "Do you guys want to drink some wine?""Yeah, let's drink some wine," Henry agreed.The two were truly a matching pair. "Alright," Iris said.They ordered a bottle of wine along with the food.Yvonne opened the wine, stood up, and poured drinks for everyone. When she got to Iris, she patted Iris' shoulder, leaned in, and whispered, "That young man is not bad; don't miss out on him."Iris furrowed her brow at this comment."I'm not telling you to date him. Just have some fun with him," Yvonne said, lifting her chin
Before Iris could reply, Brad already introduced himself, "I'm Iris' assistant."Yvonne looked him up and down. "Iris' assistant? How come I don't know she has an assistant?"She shot Iris a meaningful look.Iris sighed, knowing that Yvonne must be thinking nonsense again. She was well aware of her friend's nature."I've only become Iris' assistant recently," Brad explained with a smile."Oh, I see," Yvonne said, running her fingers through her hair and extending her other hand to Brad. "I'm Iris' best friend, Yvonne."Just as Brad was about to shake her hand, Henry suddenly jumped forward, reaching out to shake Brad's hand first. "And I'm Henry, a good friend of Iris and also Yvonne's boyfriend."Brad was confused by Yvonne and Henry's behaviors.Iris handed Brad a cardboard box. "Help me take this downstairs, please.""Sure," he nodded."Quit drooling over every man you see. He's just a brat. Besides a young face, what else does he have?" Henry said, reminding Yvonne, "You