Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"That— I wonder if there is a problem with our business. Because I got the news a few days ago that our long-time partnership got terminated," Mr Maxwell said. "Please tell me if there is something wrong, I will fix it immediately."

Vincent didn't reply immediately due to a few considerations.

If he had to be honest, he deposed Gregory Maxwell not only because of Chloe's problem, though that was the main clause.

But this 50-something man had been working with the company for over two decades. Vincent also noticed a few times he was cutting corners by supplying Vincent's company with products made with cheaper materials.

Gregory Maxwell was the one who supplied the main materials for the snack and beverage package. One of the Gray family's main businesses, owned and controlled by Vincent (previously Vaughn), was a multi-billion dollar snack and beverage company on par with Pepsi.

He had a few complaints from the quality control, saying the quality of the cans and plastic wasn't as good, and the leading supplier was this old man in front of him.

Vincent took a new document from one of the drawers and put it on the desk. He slid it towards Gregory Maxwell and said, "Mr Maxwell, this is the complaint I've gotten from the quality control. They said the quality of the beverage cans and snack packaging weren't as good as they used to be, even though I have never given the order to reduce the quality of the material."

Gregory Maxwell picked the document and got even more nervous once he read the content.

Because the quality control blatantly showed the reduced quality, he knew well that he was the reason.

He had been cutting corners and did it because he wanted to expand his business.

He thought Mr Vincent Gray wouldn't notice it since the quality of the material had just been downgraded a bit.

But Vincent lived up to his name as the Master of the Gray family. He had full control over everything and wouldn't let even a small corruption off of his viper eyes.

"Mr. Gregory Maxwell, you have been cutting corners by reducing the material quality, haven't you?" Vincent said. His viper-like eyes petrified the old man instantly, and the old man's back started sweating.

"T—That— that must be one of the managers!" Gregory Maxwell tried to defend himself. "I've never once thought about doing this kind of dishonest thing!"

"After all, I've worked with your dad for ten years, and then with you for ten more years! Our companies are tightly knit!" Gregory Maxwell continued, hoping that Vincent would eventually soften on him. "I promise that I will find the culprit behind this. Don't worry, by the end of the week, all the material supplied will return to normal, with great quality as well!"

Vincent knew that Mr Maxwell was just trying to save his company. Because without their cooperation, Mr Maxwell's company would crumble in less than a year.

Of course, Vincent could always forgive what he did, and business would continue as usual.

But, he wanted to use this old man as a catalyst to hunt all those millionaires and see which one dared to hide his wife.

"Mr. Maxwell, you don't need to hide it. I know that you're the one who's telling your management to start cutting corners. While I think it is very disgraceful, it's nothing severe," Vincent said. "We can always scrap this whole thing and pretend like nothing happened as long as you return with the original quality of the material provided."

"T—Then, am I forgiven?"

"No," Vincent denied harshly.

"But you said it's not a big deal!" Gregory Maxwell grew increasingly desperate as time went on. He felt like Vincent Gray was leading him to confess.

"I'm not terminating our long-time cooperation because of your petty crime," Vincent explained. "I did it because you're one of the prime suspects of a crime much more severe."

Gregory Maxwell was confused this time. As much as he remembered, he never did anything that could end him in jail. But if Vincent Gray said it, that meant there must be something.

"M—May I know what it is?"

Vincent went silent for a while. He sighed and flipped the small framed picture on the desk.

Mr Maxwell saw the picture inside the frame. It was a picture of Vincent's wife and daughter, Chloe and Mackenzie Gray.

"Mr. Maxwell, do you know about my wife and daughter?" Vincent asked.

"Yes, I know about them, Sir…."

"Then, tell me what you think about them."

Gregory Maxwell knew about them because he was invited to attend many events hosted by the Gray family. He attended Vincent and Chloe's wedding ten years ago. He also saw Mackenzie running around in the hallway of the Gray mansion whenever he attended the Gray family's event.

Honestly, he was dazzled by Chloe's beauty. When she was young, she looked like a goddess with her sweet smile. Even though she was still beautiful when she got fatter and then thinned.

She rarely wore expensive jewelry, which gave off the aura of pure, untainted beauty.

To sum it up, Mr Maxwell— and many of the men who worked with the Gray family and knew about Chloe Gray were enchanted by her beauty.

She was the kind of woman who would look beautiful despite her condition.

Gregory Maxwell didn't know why he had to tell Vincent his view about Chloe and Mackenzie Gray. He never even spoke to them!

But Vincent Gray had always been unpredictable, and this was a perfect moment to suck up. As long as he could put Vincent in a good mood, he might have forgiven Gregory about everything!

"So, what do you think about my wife and daughter?" Vincent repeated his question.

"I think they are sweet and beautiful, Mr. Gray," Gregory Maxwell replied. "The first time I saw your wife was on your wedding day ten years ago. I remember she was so beautiful, with her doe eyes and sweet smile, she looked like a goddess."