Chapter 9
The moment I returned, I immediately launched a sweeping reform of Blake Holdings.
At the same time, I filed a lawsuit against Roxie for misappropriation of marital assets, demanding that she
return everything Ethan had given her during our marriage.
Roxie was too busy entangled in the divorce lawsuit with me to deal with her own mess.
Faced with my team of elite attorneys, she tried everything-crying, screaming, even showing up at the
company gates.
I didn’t say a word. Instead, I invited her entire family to the office and had them watch firsthand what kind of
person their “precious daughter” had become.
In front of her parents, even Roxie couldn’t keep up the innocent act. Her tears dried quickly as she clenched
her teeth and admitted how much money Ethan had lavished on her over the years.
It added up to tens of millions.
The designer bags and luxury jewelry she’d flaunted were now being sold off at steep discounts-but even
then, she couldn’t gather enough cash.
And Ethan, who used to spend without a second thought, was now grumbling over the price of her new
phone-let alone willing to help her pay anything back.
After all, he was facing not only a total asset wipeout from our divorce but also a debt of over 60 million
dollars from the auction house.
It wasn’t until then that Ethan finally tried to lower his head and come crawling back.
The Grant Group had only risen from obscurity in New York thanks to the power and connections of the
Blake family. Without us, they were nothing.
Let’s be clear-the Grant family needed us, not the other way around.
Once that hit him, Ethan was filled with regret.
He waited outside our company building for days, but not even the security guard would let him past the
gate.
The same employees who used to greet him with “Good morning, Mr. Grant,” didn’t eve.
A his way
anymore.
Eventually, he gave up.
Now, all that bottled-up rage had nowhere to go. He started picking fights with Roxie every day-screaming
matches that eventually turned physical.
When I heard they’d ended up at the police station, I almost burst out laughing.
Chapter 9
100.00%
I sent a little bonus to my legal team and casually said, “Push harder. I don’t want this divorce dragging into
winter.”
My lawyers nodded immediately and got to work even more aggressively.
It wasn’t long before the news hit-Ethan had declared bankruptcy.
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