The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 62

Zebulon put the phone on speaker. When Evelyn heard “a million dollars,” her eyes lit up.

“A million dollars? Vivica could get her hands on a million dollars today!” she exclaimed, grabbing her husband’s arm. “Let’s go, we have to get to the hospital! We need to corner her and get that money today!”

Zebulon remembered what the police had said—today was the final deadline. If they didn’t reach a settlement, their son was going to jail. Without a second thought, he abandoned all other concerns.

“You bastard, Fletcher, just you wait!” Zebulon muttered a weak threat into the phone before hanging up. He and his wife then rushed out of the house like a whirlwind.

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Back at the registry office, Fletcher lowered his phone, a flicker of vengeful satisfaction in his eyes. His plan had worked.

Riley looked at him, confused. “Why did you call her parents instead of her?”

“To make her life a living hell, of course,” he sneered.

That was his whole plan—to deliberately let Zebulon and Evelyn know that Vivica was getting a large sum of money today.

“I want to make sure that money doesn’t even have time to warm her hands before it’s snatched away,” he muttered to himself, his face contorted with a cruel, determined expression.

Riley glanced at him, a sudden chill running down her spine. “They say even a one-day marriage creates a bond. After four years, how can you be so ruthless to her?”

Fletcher’s expression immediately softened as he turned to her. “I’m just trying to get back at her for you, to make you happy.”

Riley curved her lips into a smile, her eyes full of charm. “Oh, is that it? Thank you, darling.”

In reality, Fletcher was acting purely out of revenge.

Vivica stepped out and waited by the curb for Joseph to walk around the car. Only then did she start up the steps. She approached Fletcher and Riley with a graceful stride and offered a faux apology. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Fletcher’s mind was a mess. His eyes darted back and forth between his wife and the man beside her. The man looked familiar, but he couldn’t place him. A thousand questions were on the tip of his tongue, but asking them would make him look pathetic.

Riley also stared at Joseph, her astonishment growing the longer she looked. He was tall and carried himself with confidence, with sharp features and a remarkable air of sophistication—not to mention he was clearly wealthy. She had never seen such an attractive and powerful young man.

Jealousy flared in her heart, but she masked it with a sarcastic tone. “I was starting to think you couldn’t bear to part with Fletcher and wouldn’t show up.”

“A scumbag like him? Besides, who would say no to money?” Vivica replied with a dismissive laugh, raising an eyebrow. “Do you have the money ready?”

“Of course. It’s not like it’s a huge amount.”

Vivica smiled and nodded. “Good. Then let’s do this: you hand over the money, I sign the papers. Where’s the divorce agreement?”