“If you don’t have any objections to this contract, just sign it. When you sign the divorce contract next week, they will truly belong to you,” explained Oscar.

Amelia placed the contract down and smiled. “You’re so generous, Mr. Clinton. Being your wife is quite a happy thing. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely sign the divorce contract next week.”

“That’s good,” replied Oscar.

Amelia grinned brightly. “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.”

“I still have a meeting later, so I can’t eat with you. Here’s a card. Just get whatever you want to eat,” said Oscar as he fished out a card.

Amelia stood up, grabbed the card, and laughed heartily. “I’ll take my leave then. Are you coming back for dinner? I’ll tell Molly to prepare some food that you like.”

“I have a business meeting at night.”

understood and said, “Okay. I shall

out of the office confidently

on the couch, stared at Amelia with a complex gaze. Even after the door closed, he did not avert his

Although everyone was glancing at

her facade of strength disappeared. She

gritted teeth, “Oscar, even though all you’ve given me are

long while, Amelia drove out of the

old and parked the car. Then, she grabbed the car keys and took

908, she knocked on the

door opened. A bleary-eyed woman, wearing cartoon pajamas, with disheveled hair appeared

I’m exhausted.” The woman, whom Amelia called Tiff, was actually named Tiffany Winters. Despite sharing the same last name, they were not

she saw the mess inside, her mouth twitched. “Tiff, no matter how lazy you are, you

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