After three years of marriage, Wendy Stewart was used to Michael Lucas's sarcastic remarks, his frequent threats about getting divorced, and even his indulgence of a mistress. She thought that she could bear with this her entire life, until she accidentally got pregnant with a child that Michael did not want. Finally despondent, Wendy signed the divorce agreement and left. She thought they could have parted ways forever, but Michael refused to stop looking for her after the divorce. When they met again, she was the world's top designer. Smiling sweetly at her ex-husband, she said, "My dear, we're already divorced." Michael simply stared at her coldly, "Tell me, what will it take for us to reconcile?"
"I...." Christian Lucas's fingers clenched one by one.
He had been raged by Michael Lucas's words such that blood rushed in his head and made him dizzy, and then he became a little clearer.
He had almost forgotten that HG was his organization that he privately controlled.
The chairman everyone knew was Timothy Woods.
Wouldn't it be exposing his own secret if he went to question Michael now?
If this matter was really related to Michael, then did Wendy Stewart know? Did she help?
Christian was in a mess, and for a moment, he could not understand at all.
"What happened to you?" Michael asked him in a caring tone. "Your voice doesn't sound too right, are you sick?"
"I'm not." Christian tried to control his emotions as much as possible.
"Then what do you mean? Could you be unhappy that you saw me receiving new clients and opening new markets?" Michael said.
"No, Christian, you're being too much like that.