Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Divorce

Zion bit his lower lip, his eyes filled with anger.

He and Kaylah's parents died young, and Kaylah had always been living with him. He never let Kaylah suffer any grievances.

If he hadn't promised Kaylah not to expose her identity, he would never have let Hendry off.

"Zion, I want a divorce." Kaylah was tired from crying, and she spoke in a hoarse voice.

She thought it through. As long as Hendry cared about her, he would not allow Alondra to take her place in such a ridiculous way.

For the sake of so-called love, Kaylah swallowed her pride and cut off all ties with her relatives and friends. She did everything she could for Hendry.

But she could not let go of her pride.

She was also unwilling to damage her dignity.

"Okay." Zion rubbed her hair dotingly.

"Kaylah, we agreed that I would run my business. The business that our parents left is yours. Since you have decided to divorce, come back and inherit the family business."

"Zion, thank you." Kaylah nodded.

Zion smiled. "You don't have to say this to me. Ask Aryan to show you around to familiarize yourself with the business. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask. My little princess deserves everything as long as she is back."

Kaylah nodded, feeling warm in her heart.

When she went to the Lowery's home with the divorce agreement, Hendry was not there, and Cecilia was the only one at home.

Seeing Kaylah come back, Cecilia remembered that her pocket money for one month had been deducted by Hendry. She was furious. "Yo, you can't survive outside and come back in the end. I thought you were tough, but you ended up spending Hendry's money."

"This is the divorce agreement. After Hendry comes back, ask him to sign it and mail it to me. The address is attached," Kaylah said coldly.

"You..." Cecilia turned to look at her and found that the clothes she was wearing were the latest model displayed in the last week's show in Paris. One would have to wait until the next year to book them.

"Your clothes are fake, right? Kaylah, I'm telling you, don't think that you can be proud just because Hendry came to you for a few days. Hurry up and cook. Fido took leave and went back. I don't want to eat takeout."

Looking at Cecilia's arrogant and bossy appearance, Kaylah couldn't suppress the grievances accumulated in her heart over the years.

She threw the divorce agreement in her hand at Cecilia's face, "Look at this. I'm done serving you! Cecilia, do your friends know how mean you are? Open your eyes wide and see how disgusting a family can be to use their hostess as a servant!"

"You... how dare you scold me!" Cecilia looked at Kaylah in disbelief.

Kaylah did not retaliate or retort in all these years. This was the first time Cecilia had seen her like this.

"So what? Cecilia, if I were you, I would go learn how to grow smarter so I won't sound like a nouveau riche the moment I speak. After Hendry dies, you would even not know that you're trafficked." Kaylah's words were rather harsh.

Cecilia was stunned. She was scolded so badly that she didn't know how to retort.

She only spoke after Kaylah left. "Kaylah, just wait. I will tell Hendry about this!"

The office door was pushed open. Cecilia held the divorce agreement in her hand and slammed it on Hendry's table. "Hendry, Kaylah is going too far. She insulted me!"

"She's back?" Hendry's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Yeah. She just went home. She said she wanted a divorce." Cecilia realized what was going on. She looked at the things in her hands and reacted. "She can't even stuff herself outside yet she still wants to divorce you? She must be playing hard to get. I'm telling you, a woman like her..."

"Shut up." Hendry had a headache from Cecilia's argument.

On the paper were the words "divorce agreement".

"She said she wants to get a divorce?" Hendry didn't hold the agreement tightly, but his knuckles turned white.