Semua Bab Love and Devotion: No Longer His to Claim: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Angela said calmly, "As long as we sign the divorce papers and get the divorce certificate, you and I will part ways cleanly."With your generosity, I trust you won't use the Graham family to manipulate me or threaten me again. I hope we can sever all ties, ideally never to cross paths again."She continued, "I would be grateful for your magnanimity then, Mr. Bamford.""Mr. Bamford, our subsidiary will be going public next year. If the divorce agreement is made public, it could harm your and the company's image," Winston interjected.Dexter's expression changed slightly. But before he could respond, Angela took over the conversation."I can sign a non-disclosure agreement for three years. During that time, I will keep our divorce private. I'll cooperate with you in front of Grandpa as well, but you'll need to pay me a certain amount."What a perfect solution.Dexter, livid with anger, laughed mockingly. "You really thought this through, Angela. How come I never noticed how eloqu

Judy was increasingly anxious.She had already told her friends that they were going to have a party here. If Angela kicked her out, it would be a huge embarrassment.Moreover, the house was truly beautiful. It was an enchanting castle-like villa built over a decade ago, fulfilling every romantic fantasy a woman could have.This was also a trophy from her victory over her rival. That sense of spiritual pleasure couldn't be matched by any other form of happiness.She needed to calm Angela down first."Angela, why don't we do this? We could live here together, as a family, all under one roof. Then, we can bring your sister back from abroad, and we'll all live happily together. Doesn't that sound better?"Judy had a 20-year-old daughter, Noelle Graham, who was studying abroad. She came back only once a year. Compared to her useless son, Noelle was the true apple of her and Bill's eye."No way," Angela replied without hesitation. She pointed toward the door. "Get out. Now."Judy's

Angela spent the afternoon bonding with her new pets. She set up cozy spots for them by the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. In no time, the once-silent house came alive with warmth and activity.That evening, rain began to patter against the windows. Angela ordered takeout and prepared steak for herself, reveling in the small joy of solitude.On Monday, she reported to DawnStar Co. for her first day.The HR personnel led her to the design department on the 23rd floor.As soon as Angela stepped inside, she was stunned by the size of the space. The entire floor, around 5,000 square feet, was filled with the design department's offices."Hi, I'm Nora Rutherford, the head of the design department." A stylish woman in professional attire walked over, her high heels clicking with each step. She extended a friendly hand to Angela.Behind her, the design department staff watched Angela curiously.Angela returned the gesture with a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, Ms.

Clara was also quite beautiful, but it was obvious from her face that she'd had some work done. Her face looked slightly stiff when she smiled.Angela had overheard Vanessa talking about her.In a design department full of people with high-level degrees from prestigious design schools, Clara stood out.She was a self-taught designer, discovered by Callum thanks to her incredible talent, which made her somewhat like Angela in that sense.…The next day, after work, Nora brought two outfits for Angela and Clara.Angela's was a fitted professional suit that hugged her curves, making her chest and hips appear fuller. The outfit was paired with a pair of silver-pointed heels that gave her a look that was both sleek and striking.Clara's outfit was similar, though her chest was even more exposed than Angela's."Does this look okay?" Angela asked, frowning.Clara stretched out her arm, and the bottom of her top immediately rode up, revealing a strip of her waist."It's a little tigh

Angela's breath hitched.It was Dexter. Why was he here?Dexter's sharp gaze scanned the room. He immediately locked onto the hand on Angela's shoulder.Without a word, he strode over and pulled her aside. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and delivered a powerful punch straight to Dave's fat face.Dave hadn't seen it coming. The force of the blow nearly snapped his neck.A bruised purple imprint quickly appeared on Dave's face. It was a horrifying sight.Dexter's eyes were menacing, filled with murderous intent. He looked as if he were about to devour Dave.As he delivered punch after punch, each one seemingly with lethal force, it didn't take long before Dave's face was left unrecognizable."Mr. Bamford… Mr. Bamford, please stop!" one of Dave's lackeys pleaded, but he was kicked across the room in the next instant.Still not satisfied, Dexter grabbed a bottle from the coffee table and smashed it down on the hand that had touched Angela.With a loud crash, the bottle shattered.