My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 20

Shar

Ray got home,

SIT

Before turning in, he checked the stock market–his porttono

floating profit. Not bad.

He stretched, climbed into bed, and drifted off.

he

By the time he woke naturally the next morning, sunlight was spilling across the room. After breakfast, adjusted a few of his stock positions–minor changes, but these would be his main focus over the next couple of months.

At ten, Lucy called. She’d already filed the lawsuit, officially requesting a redistribution of marital assets between him and Lauren, and a declaration that Michael wasn’t his biological son. She was also claiming mental distress compensation on his behalf.

In the past couple of days, Chuck had his people look into Lauren’s income. Combined with the account records Ray provided, they tallied up both sides‘ total earnings. After deducting necessary expenses, the compensation amount came to 250 thousand.

To Ray, that was pocket change. But for Lauren and her family, it was a crushing sum–enough to make them pace the floor at night.

And the worst part? They were bound to lose. The only question was how much they’d end up paying.

He nodded quietly. When the case went to court, Chuck would handle it personally. As the plaintiff, Ray wouldn’t even have to appear–just sign the authorization and let Chuck take care of the rest.

After hanging up with Lucy, he received another call–from the real estate agent.

“The contract’s ready,” the agent said. “You can proceed with the transfer.”

Of course, that required a trip in person.

He went over, signed the paperwork, and started the process. Even though he was paying in full, the authorities still needed time to review it–a few working days at least.

He wasn’t in any hurry. Noel would need several days to finalize the renovation plans, plus time

naterials.

Even without the title deed, the work could begin quietly. As long as no one reported it, no one would care.

For now, though, Ray preferred to stay within the law. After all, this was still the last stretch of peace and order the world would know.

He had lunch outside and got home around one. Then he got busy again.

He’d decided to rent a warehouse for receiving and storing supplies. It was convenient, and more importantly, discreet.

He searched online, filtered through listings, and finally found one that was suitable. After contacting the owner, they reached an agreement quickly–Ray didn’t bother to haggle.

He signed a six–month lease. He’d pay three months upfront and renew for another three later if needed. After six months, he’d have priority to extend. Fair enough–he only planned to use it for three months anyway.

Some supplies could be stockpiled immediately, especially food.

He contacted a restaurant and placed an order for a thousand meals–30 dollars per meal. He asked the restaurant

Chapter 20

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