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Chapter 722
Isaac cast a deep glance at Brittany and turned to leave.
That afternoon, Brittany received a divorce agreement from Isaac. The agreement had been entirely rewritten. Not
only had the custody of their son, Daniel, been revised, but a slew of additional clauses had also been added.
All the properties and real estate in Isaac’s name were given to Brittany. Their joint marital home was also left to
her.
Isaac, in essence, was left with nothing.
Brittany was taken aback.
Isaac, it seemed, had timed everything perfectly and called her, “All that I have left is now yours. Consider it my
way of compensating you.”
“I don’t want your things…” Brittany wasn’t short of money, and least of all, she didn’t want anything from Isaac.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce she accepted, it felt as if they could never untangle their lives.
The only property Isaac had left was the Radiant Residences. From the second-floor study of which, he could see
most of Imperial City’s nightlife. It was breathtaking.
He stood by the window, a coldness lingering in his eyes, “If you want a divorce, it’ll be according to the agreement
Ive provided. From Monday to Friday, you’ll be with Daniel. On weekends, I’ll pick him up. Are you satisfied with this
arrangement?”
Brittany rubbed her temples. She could guess that Daniel’s departure with Leda had stirred up feelings of guilt in
Isaac.
“In that case, transfer these assets to Daniel’s name. I don’t want them.” Brittany ended the call, redrafted the
divorce agreement, and sent it to Isaac.
Isaac quickly signed it, and they agreed to proceed with the divorce.
The moment they stepped out of the courthouse, Brittany felt a sense of closure to this six-year-long complex
relationship.
Waiting outside was Hannah Chester. Seeing them exit, she grabbed Brittany’s hand and shot Isaac a furious look.
“Bri, to celebrate your divorce, I’m treating you. Let’s go!”
Brittany tucked the divorce agreement into her pocket and left with Hannah. She didn’t spare Isaac an extra glance.
Isaac watched her retreating figure, standing in silence for a long time.
Nathan knew about their divorce and couldn’t bear to look at Isaac’s profile, “Mr. Salter, why did you agree to the
divorce?” He had previously refused to divorce, but then he had agreed. Could he still win back Ms. Dustin in the
future?
Isaac clutched the divorce papers in his hand, He didn’t want the divorce.
But Brittany was right. Some things shouldn’t have involved her or Daniel.
His issues with Leda and her son needed to end.
“Is the Salter family dinner tonight?” Isaac tucked away the divorce papers and asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNathan nodded, “Yes, it is said to be quite the affair. Even the elderly Mrs. Salter is required to attend.”
An illegitimate child now held power over the elderly Mrs. Salter. Just the thought of it made Nathan’s teeth itch.
“Let’s go.” Isaac turned and walked away.
Brittany had not expected Isaac to agree to the divorce so readily. Only when she got in the car did she finally let
out a sigh of relief.
Hannah, in the driver’s seat, squinted, “Congrats on the divorce. Has Daniel been discharged?”
“He was discharged this morning.”
Daniel’s disappearance had scared Brittany out of her wits. She had arranged for several bodyguards to protect
him in secret, fearing a repeat of the previous incident.
Hannah’s eyes lit up, “How about we hit the bar tonight to unwind?”
Brittany wasn’t keen on such places, but given Hannah’s insistence, she agreed, “All right”
They set off for the bar.
Hannah unlocked her phone and, after a quick scroll, exclaimed, “Holy cow, Marcel Salter really did it! He’s
managed to organize a family dinner. Even the elderly Mrs. Salter has to attend!”