THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 974

To prove his sincerity, Keeley raised three fingers and began to swear an oath to the heavens.

Darcey turned to him. "Mr. Prescott, since you can guarantee the truth of your statements, all you need to do now is wait for the court date."

"Okay," Keeley nodded. "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"For now, you need to help me gather some evidence to submit to the court," Darcey explained. "Then we'll file a motion to freeze the four brothers' assets to prevent them from transferring the funds in the short term." If they moved the money, all their efforts would be for nothing.

Keeley nodded again in agreement.

Darcey was not only highly capable but also incredibly efficient. By the next morning, she had gathered all the necessary evidence and submitted the asset freeze request. Once the relevant departments verified the situation, the four brothers' accounts would be frozen.

Meanwhile, Sloan was on a tropical island vacation with his wife, Hazel, and his in-laws. They were staying in the best hotel, dining on the finest food, and thoroughly enjoying the life of the wealthy.

Right now, Sloan and Hazel were taking her parents through the island's largest shopping mall, which was filled with luxury brands. As they walked, Hazel's mother was captivated by a gold bracelet in a display window and stopped in her tracks.

Sloan turned to her. "Mom, do you like that bracelet?"

Hazel's mother first nodded, then quickly shook her head. "It must be very expensive, right? Never mind, I don't need it."

The price of gold was climbing every day; a large gold bracelet like that would cost at least three thousand dollars.

Sloan grinned. "If you like it, we'll buy it. Money's the last thing I'm worried about right now." He was a man with over half a million dollars to his name. What were a few thousand?

Hearing this, Hazel's father chimed in, "Sloan, you can't play favorites. If you're buying her a bracelet, you have to get me a ring, right?"

"Of course, we'll get both!" Sloan agreed generously.

Hazel beamed with pride, seeing how well her husband treated her parents. "See, Mom, Dad? I told you Sloan isn't a cheapskate! Go on, pick what you want, and Sloan will pay for it."

"Alright, alright!" Her parents eagerly started choosing their jewelry.

Soon, they had made their selections. The sales associate smiled. "You both have excellent taste. These are our best-selling models this year. The total comes to $9,500. Will that be cash or card?"

"Card," Sloan said, pulling a bank card from his wallet.

"I don't have the specific details here, sir," the representative replied. "I would recommend you visit your local police department with your identification to inquire further."

Sloan's face grew paler by the second. Although he didn't know the exact reason, a terrible premonition had already taken root in his mind.

After he hung up, Hazel immediately asked, "What did they say?"

Sloan relayed the customer service representative's words. "Hazel... do you think... do you think my uncle did this? Did he find someone to freeze my card? Is he trying to take the money back?"

Hazel was stunned for a moment, then frowned. "Take the money back? No way! Absolutely not! That old fossil is broke. His only phone is smashed. How could he possibly have the means to freeze our bank accounts? Don't scare yourself. We need to go home right now and figure this out!"

To prevent any surprises, Hazel had secretly followed Keeley for a day before they left on their trip. On the first day after being kicked out, Keeley was already sleeping under a bridge and eating scraps from trash cans. More importantly, he was a lonely old man with no one to rely on. A man like that could die without anyone even reporting it. Who would possibly stand up for him? If he had powerful friends, he wouldn't be sleeping under a bridge and eating garbage.

Elsewhere, Trevor, Millard, and Finn Prescott, who were also on vacation, encountered the exact same problem. With their bank cards inexplicably frozen, they had no choice but to cut their trips short and return to Portchester.

Before the four brothers could even get to the police station to investigate, a courier delivered a court summons to each of them.