My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 584

Besides, if Lionel helped him now, no one would ever know.

He could simply claim all the credit. It was the perfect opportunity to make use of him.

“So, you’ve come to me for help because you’ve finally realized your own incompetence. Quennel, if you want my assistance, it’s simple. Just get on your knees and beg me.”

Faced with Lionel’s unbridled arrogance, Quennel remained unfazed.

“I came to make a proposal, not to negotiate. If you don’t want to do it, then don’t. Of course, if you do, there will be something in it for you.”

He had anticipated Lionel’s refusal, so his calm expression never wavered.

“As for what you’ll get, you’ll find out after you’ve done the work. As your brother, I can’t just stand by and do nothing. Besides this, there was one other thing I came to tell you.”

Quennel raised his eyebrows, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips. “Hannah has filed a divorce petition with the court. I assume you’re aware of that.”

Honestly, he was surprised Hannah had waited this long to file.

But on second thought, it made sense. She probably didn’t want to make things embarrassed and had been putting it off.

In the end, she must have realized Lionel was shameless, and there was no point in protecting his reputation.

She might as well have filed for divorce sooner; they could have been separated by now.

Lionel froze for a few seconds, his face darkening.

He knew about the divorce petition; Hannah had mentioned it before.

“Forget about the file. I came here to offer you a partnership, and you met me with this level of arrogance. I handed you an opportunity on a silver platter, and you threw it away. Why should I bother with you? I only offered you the file because I thought you had nothing better to do.”

Quennel wasn’t a patient man. He had approached the matter calmly.

But Lionel had been so conceited, demanding he get on his knees and beg just to get a file handled.

He was arrogant then, and he was still arrogant now, even as he was about to accept. Honestly, if he weren't so capable, Quennel wouldn't have bothered coming here today.

But his talent fueled his arrogance, and if he was going to be that arrogant, he had to accept the consequences.

“Quennel, do you really think I don’t know what kind of person you are? It’s obvious you can’t handle this file yourself and you need someone to do it for you. And I’m the best person for the job.”