This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Sonia nodded. “Yeah, that sounds like something he would do.”

There was no changing the fact that Taylor was Titus and Julia’s child, not while there were several tests

to prove it. Even as the plan she and Zane came up with had failed, it appeared that he was a sore loser

who wanted to one-up Titus in any way he could. As such, being his pawns, Hal and Greta were

currently pestering Titus for benefits.

“Compensation?” Titus’ lips curled in disgust. “I still have a bone to pick with you after you helped Zane

and the others cause so much trouble for us! How dare you demand compensation from me right now!”

“Why wouldn’t we?” Hal was riled up as he barked, “My wife and I raised Taylor for over twenty years, so

you could at least pay us for our deed, no? Besides, she was never even our biological daughter to begin

with, but she mooched off our family anyway! Our own daughter was probably kidnapped because of her

and there’s no telling whether she’s dead or alive. You ought to pay for her life!”

Playing along with her husband’s ridiculous narrative, Greta began to sob mournfully, “Oh, our dear

Taylor, who knows how much suffering you’d been through before you died? You were kidnapped

because of some unknown little mongrel! I miss you so much, Taylor!”

To one side, Rina felt disgust and contempt swirling within her as she listened to this couple airing their

false grievances. They made it sound as though they cared about their biological daughter, but ironically,

they never once showed a trace of love when she lived with them. And now, they’re pretending as

though they love and miss me just because they want money. How pretentious!

“Did you just call my daughter a mongrel?” Julia hissed as her eyes reddened.

Zane had given Hal and Greta the green light to stir up as much trouble as they liked. Now that they

were emboldened by this, they weren’t about to back down in front of the rich folks before them. They

squared their shoulders and looked at Julia dead in the eye.

“Why? Did I say something wrong?” Greta challenged. “She’s not my biological daughter, is she? Yet she

stayed under my roof for over two decades! If she’s not a mongrel, then what is she?”

“You—” Angry tears glistened in Julia’s eyes as she raised her hand, ready to strike.

Greta stood her ground and further provoked the other woman by patting her own cheek. “Bring it on;

slap me right here on the cheek if you’d like! However, I’m warning you, if you hit me, I’m going to

bankrupt you with a lawsuit!”

“Mom, don’t stoop to her level,” Rina interjected and grabbed Julia’s hand in time. “You don’t have to be

riled up by the likes of her. If you do, she’ll only try to push your limits even more and make your blood

boil!”

“You little b*tch! The nerve of you to speak such things about me, I think you’re—”

“That’s enough!” Titus thundered, his fists clenching as he grew annoyed with the ruckus.

It was as though he carried the same authority with which he once ruled as a company chairman and Hal

and Greta instantly clamped up when they heard the somber undertone in his voice. The air grew thick

as Titus glared at them and said, “Very well, if it’s compensation you want, I’ll give you a hundred

thousand. How about it?”

“A hundred thousand?” Hal scoffed and countered scornfully, “Do you take me for a fool? We’re not

leaving unless we get at least a million!”

If it weren’t for the two hundred thousand Zane had given him from the get-go, Hal would have thought a

hundred thousand was more than a handsome sum. It was a figure worth three years of his wages!

However, he now had a grasp of what these rich folks were like. He knew they had money to spare and

pockets that ran deeper than anyone might imagine; a million to them was but the tip of the iceberg that

was their fortune and a hundred thousand was insignificant.

With that logic, Hal thought a million in compensation was hardly too much of a request.

Titus had a different thought and his features twisted as he snapped, “A million? That’s daylight robbery!

I’ll only give you a hundred thousand, so you can take it or leave it!”

“No, it has to be a million,” Greta insisted haughtily as she stepped forward.

Hal nodded alongside her. “That’s right; it has to be a million! I know you can fork it out and if you don’t,

I’ll personally come to your company and your house every day to make a scene. I know how you rich

folks value your pride and if word got out that you reunited with your daughter without paying a single

cent to her adoptive parents, then you’d have a real scandal on your hands!”

While leaning against the door frame of the lounge to watch the show, Toby overheard everything and

suddenly said, “I have to admit, Hal’s pretty smart for dealing this card.”

Sonia turned in the direction of his voice. “What do you mean?”

He tucked his hands into his pockets, the picture of insouciant grace as he explained with a smile, “Well,

it’s just as Hal said. Titus is nothing without his pride and he would never let Hal stir up a controversy out

of something like this, so he would definitely pay the man a million just to keep his mouth shut.”

“The probability is there, but don’t forget that Hal and Greta are only working class people. Titus might

promise them the one million now, but whether he’d make good on his word is a different matter entirely.

No matter how much Titus has fallen from grace, he could still easily wipe out Hal and Greta with a snap

of his fingers. They might never be able to make a scene outside his home; they might not even live to

see another day after this.”

“You’re not wrong there, but that will only happen if we weren’t around to stop him.” Amusement flashed

in Toby’s eyes. “We’re watching this little show of theirs, so even if Titus has plans on putting a hit out on

Hal and Greta, he’d never act on it. He’d be done for if anything happens to Hal and Greta, so he’ll have

to cough up the money no matter what.”