After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 1019

Chapter 1019

Mrs. Kaur's face was extremely grim. "I need to find Dariel!"

Without another word, she headed towards Dariel and Carley's courtyard.

The night was deep, and she walked briskly through the darkness. She passed two servants who were still awake and strolling, but she seemed not to hear their greetings.

She had only one thought in her mind: she needed to get money from Dariel.

Carley had gone to bed early. Dariel, busy until late at night, was just about to rest when he heard a scream from downstairs, "Dariel! Dariel! Are you asleep?"

Dariel was startled and walked out of his study to see Mrs. Kaur barging in. Her face was as pale as a ghost in the dark night, terrifying.

Seeing Dariel, she rushed over like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline and clutched his arm. "Dariel, we are family. Please don't treat me like this. Don't be like your father."

"Auntie, what happened?" Dariel asked calmly, aware of the troubles she had been facing.

He believed she brought it upon herself.

So he pretended to know nothing as he faced Mrs. Kaur.

Mrs. Kaur became anxious. "Dariel, my English training institute is in trouble! Haven't you seen the trending topics online? Dariel, please, give me ten million dollars to get through this crisis and calm the franchisees."

She didn't dare ask for twenty or thirty million, fearing Dariel would refuse. So she painfully mentioned a smaller amount.

"Ten million? Auntie, that's not a small amount. Besides, it's not up to me; it's up to Dad! You should ask him, not me," Dariel said with a faint smile. "You and Dad are husband and wife; he will surely agree if you ask."

Mrs. Kaur looked at him anxiously, shaking her head as tears streamed down her cheeks, looking pitiful.

"Dariel, your father said the company's finances are entirely in your hands... He's just a figurehead chairman. Dariel, I've never mistreated you or your sister since I married your father... Please help me for the sake of our family!"

Seeing Mrs. Kaur so desperate, Dariel knew Oakley must have refused her, which is why she came running to him.

But how could he use the Kaur family's money to save Mrs. Kaur's training institute?

Such a corrupt institution should have been shut down long ago.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, but I can't misuse company funds. The company's money isn't mine alone," Dariel said as he slowly withdrew his arm from Mrs. Kaur's grasp. "So, I can't help you."

His words were like a death sentence to Mrs. Kaur.

She collapsed to the ground, losing all semblance of her former dignity.

"Dariel, I'm begging you... Please help me. Your father is heartless; he only gave me two million..."

Dariel squatted down in front of her desperate figure and spoke slowly, "Auntie, aren't you good at gambling? Why not take the two million to the casino? You might win ten million."

Mrs. Kaur's face turned even paler with horror. "Dariel! What are you saying? How could I gamble?"

Dariel stared at her intently. "Didn't you lose the franchise fees and tuition commissions gambling for days and nights?"

Mrs. Kaur shook her head, tears streaming down. "No, no... It wasn't me! I didn't!"

"Whether you did or not, Dad will soon find out." Dariel stood up and sighed. "For the sake of our family, I'll give you one million for emergencies."

One million...

It felt like charity.

Mrs. Kaur looked at Dariel with humiliation but found herself unable to refuse.

One million was still money...

"Auntie has houses, jewelry, and many branded bags; selling some should be enough," Dariel said as he handed her a bank card. "It's late; please leave."

Mrs. Kaur cried uncontrollably.

She left the courtyard in despair, feeling utterly desolate inside.

Why... Why did it have to be like this?

Dariel watched her silhouette disappear into the night and turned to see Carley standing at the staircase.

The beautiful girl rubbed her eyes. "Dariel, why don't you give Dad the evidence of her gambling?"

"If I do, he'll think I'm targeting his wife and deliberately investigating her. He needs to find out himself," Dariel said as he climbed the stairs and ruffled Carley's hair. "Go back to sleep. I'm going to bed too."

Carley nodded.

"Good night."

The next morning, it was drizzling.

Sylvia got up and went downstairs directly. In the dining room were the early-rising Old Mrs. Hipps and Old Mr. Hipps.

Jasmine was quietly chatting with Old Mrs. Hipps.

"That woman from the Kaur family is too much; there are so many affected parents now."