Chapter 18: Don't you want to divorce

Lira's conversation with Laurent was brief, but the tension was palpable. Vadal could sense the unease in her voice, and he wondered what Laurent was saying to her. Lira's face was a picture of anxiety, her eyes darting back and forth as she listened to Laurent's words. Vadal's calm demeanor was a stark contrast to Lira's agitation, and he seemed to be enjoying the show.

As Lira continued to talk to Laurent, Vadal leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving her face. He seemed to be waiting for something, his expression unreadable. Lira, on the other hand, was getting more and more agitated by the second. She was trapped in a conversation she didn't want to have, and Vadal's calm demeanor was only making things worse. The question was, what would happen next? Would Lira be able to extricate herself from the conversation, or would Vadal's patience wear thin?

Laurent's question was met with a calm response from Lira, but the tension was palpable. "Hey babe, have you started making any move yet?" Laurent asked, his voice laced with anticipation. Lira's response was cautious, and she seemed to be choosing her words carefully. "No, I haven't. You know I have no access to those assets, how do you think I will make a move within 24 hours?" she said, her tone neutral.

Laurent's reaction was immediate, and he clenched his fist on the other side of the line. "Babe, don't tell me that Vadal's claims of loving you are getting into your head, you know his love is a fake love. Transferring many of his assets to you and you are saying you have no access to it," he said, his voice rising in anger. Lira's response was calm and measured, and she pointed out that Laurent had made a mistake by mentioning the asset transfer.

"Yes, you are right, he did transfer some of his assets to me, but because we're never in good terms, he took it back. And as far as I can remember, I never told you that Vadal transferred some of his assets to my name," Lira said, her voice firm. Laurent's response was weak, and he tried to deflect the blame. "Oh, babe, my bad. I never asked you, but it was Emma that told me. She said that you said that Vadal transferred some of his assets to your name so he can get your heart," he said, trying to justify his mistake.

Laurent's words took a darker turn, and he began to warn Lira about Vadal's intentions. "Remember, he's a devil. If he uses you, he will dump you. Don't say you guys are married when he successfully gets your heart and what he wants, and becomes bored, he will divorce you, break up your heart piece by piece," he said, his voice dripping with venom. Lira listened to Laurent's words, her expression unreadable.

"I told you about the girls that he did it to, and how he destroyed my family. I know you love me, Lira, help me get revenge. In fact, I want all his assets transferred to me, then I will know it's my turn," he said, his voice cold and calculating. Lira remained silent, her eyes fixed on Vadal, who was listening to the conversation with a growing sense of anger.

Vadal's eyes had turned cold, and he stared intently at the phone, his expression menacing. Lira's phone was on loudspeaker, and Vadal's voice was low and menacing. "Let's assume that Laurent was there, he will tear him into pieces, but it's never too late. I will pay you, bastard, a visit soon," Vadal thought, his eyes flashing with a cold light. The atmosphere in the room had grown tense, and Lira knew that she had to say something to break the silence. But what?

Lira stuttered, noticing the cold atmosphere in the room. She realized that Vadal had been listening to the entire conversation, and his expression was not pleasant. She knew that she had to do something to diffuse the situation, but she was unsure of what to say or do. The silence between them was oppressive, and Lira felt like she was walking on thin ice. One wrong move, and the situation could escalate into something much worse.

Lira's response was hesitant, and she seemed to be weighing her options carefully. "Hmmm, but I don't want to die yet. What you're asking me to do is not worth it. I don't want to risk my life after thinking about it, I don't want to die in his hand," she said, turning her food around on her plate. Laurent's reaction was intense, and he clenched his teeth in frustration. "Yes, I know, but just do it. He will not kill you, I will save you. Don't worry about that, just get some of his wealth, Lira, and stop discouraging yourself. Or don't you want to divorce him again?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of accusation.

Lira's heart skipped a beat as she was caught off guard by the sudden question. She had always wanted to divorce Vadal, but now she didn't feel that way anymore. She stuttered, unsure of what to say or how to answer. The question had struck a chord, and she was forced to confront her true feelings. Laurent's words had awakened a realization within her, and she was no longer sure if she tell him the truth. But she didn't want to tell him yet so she can be close and know what they are planning against vadal. Babe don't worry I will save you from that godforsaken marriage. Laurent said.

The call ended, and Lira was left staring at Vadal, the atmosphere between them cold and tense. Vadal's eyes were fixed on her, his expression unreadable. Lira nodded, still trying to process her emotions. She felt like she was trapped in a web of deceit and lies, and she didn't know how to escape. The silence between them was oppressive, and Lira knew that she had to say something to break the tension. But what?

Vadal's eyes seemed to bore into her soul, and Lira felt like he could see right through her. She knew that she had to be careful, that one wrong move could lead to disastrous consequences. The question was, is vadal still getting jealous while he knew she's now standing with him? Had he heard the entire conversation, or was he just sensing that something was off? Lira's heart was racing, and she knew that she had to tread carefully.

Vadal's stare was cold and unyielding, and Lira felt like she was frozen in time. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. The only sound was the ticking of the clock, and the only movement was the beating of her heart. The silence was deafening, and Lira knew that she had to break it. But how? The question was, what would happen next? Would Vadal confront her, or would he remain silent? The uncertainty was killing her, and she knew that she had to do something to resolve the situation. But what?