Chapter 6 She's Got A Fiance !

Connor found Marissa quite fascinating; she was as mysterious as the ocean's depths.

Despite closely observing her behavior and listening to her words, he remained puzzled by her. He couldn't help but look her over once more.

Marissa, in turn, closely watched his reactions.

With a calm demeanor, she said casually, "Although our marriage was not by mutual agreement, it is nonetheless legally binding, registered at the City Hall. That's correct, isn't it, Mr. Daniels?"

Connor gave a slight nod. "Indeed."

"Since our marriage went through legal procedures, our divorce must be handled legally as well, correct?"

"Correct."

"And from the time we got married to the moment we sign the divorce papers, any income earned by either party is considered community property, correct?"

"That's right."

Watching this exchange between husband and wife, Domenic, Marc, and Terry felt uneasy. They were disturbed by how effortlessly their boss seemed to be led step by step into the trap of the seemingly simple country girl.

They couldn't believe something like this would actually happen to their usually smart boss.

Even though the negotiation felt odd, it proceeded without conflict.

Marissa smiled.

"Mr. Daniels, since you took me from my flower shop, I've had no earnings. During our marriage, my income was zero. Regarding your income during our marriage, would you prefer to disclose the financial details yourself, or should I hire a lawyer to review them?"

Hearing her words, Domenic, Marc, and Terry clenched their teeth in frustration.

They were furious! They found her audacity unbearable! Who did she think she was?

Mr. Daniels had just made a billion dollars today. If it was considered community property, was she really expecting to walk away with half?

This was simply unbelievable!

They had already thought her request for ten million in medical expenses was outrageous. Now, that seemed like just a small beginning!

She was clearly pushing her luck!

Even if Connor felt indebted to her for saving Arabella, surely there was a limit to his patience!

However, they had underestimated their boss' generosity.

Expecting him to dismiss Marissa's claims, they were shocked to see him smile, pick up his phone, pull up the financial statements, and hand his phone to her...

Domenic, Marc, and Terry were dumbfounded.

Marissa took the phone without hesitation.

Even when she was faced with the astronomical numbers on the financial statements, her expression remained unchanged.

She then calmly asked, "During our marriage, your financial income was one billion. According to the law, I'm entitled to half, which is 500 million. Mr. Daniels, do you have any objections to this?"

"No, your request is reasonable and within legal bounds," Connor responded nonchalantly.

As he spoke, the expressions of the three onlookers contorted, as if it was their money that was being talked about.

The woman had the audacity to ask, and their boss seemed all too willing to comply! Just who exactly was this country girl?

Marissa herself was quite taken aback. She hadn't anticipated Connor being so cooperative.

She had prepared herself with a lot of persuasive arguments, ready for a lengthy debate.

It turned out, it was all unnecessary.

After a brief pause, she courteously handed back the phone and said with a smile, "Please, Mr. Daniels, go ahead and sign the divorce agreement."

But Connor didn't immediately sign.

Instead, he looked at her intently for a few moments before softly inquiring, "Miss Nash, are you interested in getting more money out of this?"

Marissa looked confused, her fine eyebrows lifting as she gave Connor a questioning glance.

Connor began to explain, "My fiancee has run away, and it's caused my grandmother a great deal of stress. She's fallen seriously ill because of the worry. If my grandmother doesn't see her when she wakes, it might worsen her condition, possibly putting her life at risk. Miss Nash, could you consider delaying our divorce and acting as the devoted granddaughter-in-law for a bit, just until I have a better solution? In exchange, while we're still married, all my income will be community property, shared by both of us."

Before Marissa could answer, Domenic, Marc, and Terry looked as though they'd been struck by lightning.

The wealthiest man in Blebert, who earned a fortune every day, was proposing to share half his daily income-effectively handing out a fortune each day.

This country girl had hit the jackpot; suddenly thrown into a marriage, she was poised to be wealthy beyond measure!

However, they always seemed to misjudge the village girl.

She didn't react as they had anticipated, neither flushed with excitement nor stumbling over her words.

Confronted with such an enormous temptation, the girl simply shrugged and said, "Sorry, Mr. Daniels, I can't help with that."

Domenic, Marc, and Terry were completely taken aback.

Looking directly at Connor, Marissa said plainly, "My fiance and I have planned to return to our hometown tomorrow to get married. I can't change this plan. I need to have the divorce finalized by noon tomorrow so I can catch the train back to my hometown."

The mood turned extremely awkward.