Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 136 Chapter 136 "Divorce?" Samuel shot to his feet. "Whitney, are you crazy?" "I get that you don't like Laura, but how could you say something so unthinkable?" ET 56 Vouchers "What kind of daughter tries to meddle in her father's marriage? Why should I get divorced?" he snapped. Whitney shrugged and said, "I'm not forcing you to get divorced. I'm just giving you a choice." "If you get divorced, my husband will come see you. If you don't, then he won't. Simple as that." Samuel had never been this furious before. He'd given her 35% of the shares, and she still wasn't satisfied.

Now she was even trying to tell him who he could marry. She was really pushing it. "Whatever, then I won't see him!" Samuel snapped. "If you don't like me, then just stay away for good!" Whitney said with a smile,"No way. My mom owned half of this house. It was part of your marital assets. After she passed away, I should inherit her share. Since I own part of this villa, why shouldn't I come back whenever I want?" Whitney was basically here to drive him up the wall. "Fine! If you won't leave, then I will!" Samuel snapped. He slammed the door behind him as he stormed out.

April looked at Whitney with concern and said, "Whitney, why do you have to piss off your father?" "I'm not the one starting anything. They're the ones who went too far!" Whitney said calmly. 'Just wait. Even if it takes twenty years, they'll get what's coming to them!' Whitney thought. Samuel returned to Laura's place, still simmering with anger. But Laura wasn't home. He sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression grim, pulled out his phone, and called her. "Hello? Where are you?" he asked. Laura was clearly caught off guard.

"Uh, I'm still at the spa getting a facial," she replied, a little flustered. "Forget the facial. Get back here right now," Samuel snapped. Chapter 136 On his way back, Samuel was already regretting it. E 55 vouchers. 'It's just a divorce. Laura's always been easygoing. She used to be my most trusted secretary, and she watched the company grow from the ground up.' 'She wouldn't just let the company fall apart like this. 'Besides, if the company tanks, she'd lose her fancy lifestyle,' Samuel thought. So Samuel figured it should be easy enough to get her to say yes to the divorce.

A divorce doesn't have to be real anyway,' Samuel mused, plotting how to play the game. Samuel smugly congratulated himself, thinking he'd found the perfect way out. When Laura rushed home, she was greeted by Samuel with an unusually warm, almost attentive smile. She couldn't believe her eyes. Samuel was cooking in the kitchen. Even if it was just soup, seeing him do it was something she'd never seen. "Hey, you're back. Go wash your hands. Dinner's ready," Samuel said, all smiles. Laura set her bag down and asked, "What's the occasion?

Why are you cooking today?" "Oh, your birthday's next month, so I figured I'd get a head start on celebrating," Samuel replied, trying to sound casual. Laura scoffed secretly, 'Does he really think a bowl of soup is enough to count as my birthday gift?' She took her time washing her hands, her face unreadable. "Alright, let me give it a try." she said. Samuel looked at her expectantly and asked,"How is it?" Laura put on a smile and said, "It's delicious. Really fresh." Once the atmosphere had softened, Samuel nervously cleared his throat and finally spoke up.

"Well, Laura, you know business has been tough lately. If we don't get some fresh investment soon, we could go under any day now." "Honestly, I helped Whitney just because she was marrying Klein Harris," he went on. "But I never expected that even after the wedding, she still refuses to let Klein treat me like family!" Laura took a sip of soup and set her bowl down. Of course Whitney would do something like this. Laura wasn't surprised at all. Laura had noticed Whitney's ambition long ago. "Samuel, have you ever thought about why she acts like this?

Ever since her mother died, she's never accepted me as her stepmother. She's always convinced I'm out to hurt her," Laura said. 130 556 vouchers. "Even after everything I did for her, she's always kept her guard up. She didn't even let me come to her wedding. So, do you really think she doesn't hate you?" 'Hate me?' Samuel blinked, almost in disbelief. 'No way. I'm her dad!' Samuel scowled and said, "Come on, Laura, what are you talking about?

Whitney might throw a bit of a tantrum now and then, but there's no way she'd ever hate me." "Honestly, she came to me today trying to cut another deal. She said if we get divorced, she'll have Klein step in and bail out the company," Samuel said. "Laura, you've been here since day one, watching the company grow into what it is now. What do you think? Should we just fake a divorce and see how it plays out?" Samuel added, a sly glint in his eye. "Divorce?" Laura repeated, her voice full of disbelief. Her face was a sight to behold, cycling through shock, anger, and amusement all at once.

"So that's it, Samuel? All this sudden sweetness just because you want to butter me up for a divorce?" Laura shot back, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Seriously? You're turning fifty and now you want to talk about a divorce?" Samuel hadn't expected Laura to react so strongly, and he scrambled to reassure her, "Come on, Laura, don't get mad. I told you, it's just a fake divorce. If you're worried, I'll even put it in writing. As soon as Klein's investment comes through and the company bounces back, we'll quietly get married again. Whitney would never find out.

Don't you think?" "Laura, you know exactly what's at stake. If the company collapses, what will happen to you and Tina? If you end up moving back in with your folks, they'll just laugh at you. I don't want you to be laughed at. But I really don't have any other choice," Samuel pleaded, desperation clear in his voice. Laura was shaking with rage at Samuel's outrageous lies. She had never imagined that barely into her forties, she'd be facing the threat of a divorce. 'Do I even have the right to say no?' Laura thought bitterly to herself. "Fine," Laura said, her voice hollow with despair.

"If we're getting divorced, does that mean I get a share of everything you own?" Samuel froze. "Laura, but this is just a fake divorce," he tried to reason. "I don't care about the company. But if you expect me to walk away with nothing to my name, that's not happening! If you never come back to me, then what am I supposed to do?" Laura shot back, her voice shaking with anger. 17:37 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 136 : Samuel let out a sigh, rubbing his temples as the headache set in. A 62 E55 vouchers "Hold on. Let me think about it.

We should both take some time to figure this out," he muttered, sounding defeated. Whitney had no idea how much she was driving Samuel and Laura crazy. Klein didn't get home until ten after a night of business schmoozing. Whitney, being thoughtful as always, headed to the kitchen to whip up some hangover soup for him. "Stop fussing, honey. Go get some rest," Klein said, gently catching her wrist and pulling her close, breathing in her scent at her neck. "I promise, tonight I'll behave." He'd had a few drinks, and didn't want to get too rowdy and risk her waking up cranky tomorrow.

"Hey, honey, once I'm done with all this craziness, how about we take that honeymoon?" Klein murmured, his voice full of longing. Whitney flashed a playful smile and said, "Sure! But first, I need you to play along with me for something, okay?" Klein raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you need?" "I'm betting with my father. If he does what I ask, then I'll let you meet him, just like I promised," Whitney said, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"But if he starts talking business, just humor him, pretend to care, but don't actually promise anything, okay?" Whitney grinned, half teasing, half serious. Klein chuckled and said, "Like, how?" "Just act like you're gonna invest, and then bail at the last second. What do you think?" Whitney asked, testing the waters. She wasn't sure if Klein would go along with her ridiculous favor.

Klein nodded and said, "Sure." He gently tapped her nose and said, "Like I'd ever say no to my wife." "But baby, since I'm agreeing to your terms, don't you think I deserve a little reward?" Klein teased, his voice low and playful. Klein nuzzled and gently nipped at Whitney's earlobe, making her blush. "So, do you agree, honey?" Klein murmured, his tone full of mischief. Whitney cursed him in her heart, her cheeks burning as she gave a tiny, embarrassed nod.

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