Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 241

Sebastian glanced at her profile, his lips curling into an unreadable expression. "Fair enough."

Silence stretched between them once more. They had nothing to say to each other, and neither had the slightest desire to bridge the awkward gap. Soon, the car pulled up outside the NexusMind Technologies building.

After stepping out, Raelynn bent down to look at him through the lowered window. "Do me a favor and go see Matilda. I expect you to take this seriously, Mr. Croix. The sooner, the better." She made no attempt to hide her urgency.

Sebastian stared back, about to reply, when his phone rang. Raelynn glanced over and saw a FaceTime request from Seraphina Vance popping up on his screen. Without a second thought, Sebastian answered the call and barked at the driver, "Drive."

Raelynn didn't even get an acknowledgment before the Maybach peeled away from the curb. What a picture-perfect, inseparable couple—they couldn't even make it through the morning without a video call.

It was truly an eye-opening experience for someone who had been his wife for seven years. So this was what it looked like when a man was actually in love. For seven years, she had been nothing but a modern-day Penelope, doing nothing but waiting, always waiting. Shaking her head, she turned and walked into the building.

Preston Moreno was already aware that Raelynn's divorce wasn't going smoothly. "You might have signed the papers, but they're using that certificate like a ticking time bomb. You've lost all your leverage." Even a famously even-tempered man like Preston couldn't help but rap his knuckles aggressively on the desk. The sheer ruthlessness of old-money families was staggering. They were bullying Raelynn simply because she didn't have a powerful family backing her.

"Why don't we just go public? Tell everyone you're Faye. Tell them you're Professor Alistair Finch's final student, the prodigy the National Academy of Traditional Medicine tried to fast-track into their core elite team. With the awards you're lined up for, you'll be untouchable. That would force Matilda Croix to think twice."

Raelynn shook her head. "I'm rushing this divorce for Lily's sake. Exposing myself as Faye might give me prestige, but it's a double-edged sword. With all the spotlight on Faye, people will dig into my past. A billionaire family with that kind of reach would easily find out I had a child." As desperate as she was, she refused to make such a reckless gamble.

She was a Nobel Prize-winning research titan. Even nearing eighty, she was still heavily involved in the industry—an absolute legend.

"You know her background, right?" Preston asked.

Raelynn frowned in confusion. "Her background?"

Preston shrugged. "She's the matriarch of The Yves Family. Julian's biological grandmother."