Breaking Point of Divorce (Hugh and Bethan) novel Chapter 112

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He was sharp in a charcoal suit, his deep, unreadable eyes locking onto her the moment she entered.

Bethan spared a quick glance at the two lawyers flanking him before settling across from him.

Hugh remained silent, his gaze steady, piercing.

Her lawyer slid the prepared divorce agreement across the table.

Jacob handed it to Hugh’s lawyers, who reviewed it with meticulous care.

After confirming the contents with his lawyers, Hugh spoke, his voice calm but deliberate, “I’ll sign, but only if you hand over every piece of dirt you’ve got on me first.”

Bethan’s eyes narrowed, wary but resolute. “Sign the papers, and that so-called ‘evidence’ won’t matter to you anymore.”

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Bethan’s temper flared. She sprang to her feet, her voice sharp with defiance. “Don’t push me, Hugh!”

She knew those documents were her only leverage. Hand them over now, and she’d be at his mercy. She wasn’t naïve-she knew exactly how calculating he could be.

He straightened, his tone deceptively light. “Then we’ve got nothing left to say.”

Bethan was furious.

She had traveled all this way, prepared every document, only for him to walk away when his threat didn’t work.

She grabbed his arm as he turned. “Hugh, are you playing me?”

He glanced at Jacob, his expression unreadable.

Jacob hurried over, his voice soothing. “Mrs. Cavill, please, let’s keep this calm and talk it through.”

Bethan released Hugh’s arm, but as she stepped back, he swiftly caught her wrist.

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Jacob’s phone and water cup clattered to the floor.

Bethan bent down quickly to pick up the phone, only to see the screen cracked.

“I’m sorry, Jacob, I didn’t mean to. How much was it? I’ll replace it for you,” she said, a bit embarrassed.

Jacob glanced at Hugh, his tone careful.

“It’s alright, Mrs. Cavill. It’s just a company phone, a few years old. You don’t need to buy a new one-just get it fixed, and it’ll be fine.”

Bethan hesitated but nodded. “Okay, I’ll have it repaired and returned as soon as possible.”

Jacob’s eyes flicked to Hugh again, his voice cautious.

“Mrs. Cavill, I’m Mr. Cavill’s assistant. This phone holds sensitive company files that can’t be leaked. Please take it to a reputable repair shop.”

Bethan hadn’t thought much of it at first, but Jacob’s

words made her hesitate.

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papers, yet his very first condition was that she destroy all the evidence she’d gathered of his infidelity during their marriage.

When she pushed back, he sidestepped the issue and made to leave.

Something felt off, and her instincts screamed that she was being played.

Vadim, her divorce attorney, stepped forward, his voice a calm anchor. “Ms. Olsen, you should let Jacob handle the phone repair. You can cover the cost.”

His words made her realize what was happening here.

She pressed the cracked phone into Jacob’s hand. “You find someone you trust to fix it. I’ll pay.”

Jacob hesitated, not taking it right away.

Hugh, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his voice calm but commanding, “Jacob, do as Mrs. Cavill

says.”

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exhaling a shaky breath.

“Vadim, thanks for the heads-up.”

Vadim sighed, his voice heavy. “I’ve seen too many divorces, Ms. Olsen. Spouses pull every trick in the book. A little caution goes a long way.”

Bethan lowered her gaze, hiding the storm of emotions swirling in her eyes.

No one knew Hugh’s cunning better than she did.

She’d nearly walked into his trap in that meeting room.

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