The Transactional Marriage That Imploded novel Chapter 130

She had still met Milo's parents and had been included in the Wilder family's official holiday portrait.

The internet, having had their discussion shut down the day before, was now practically burning with rebellious energy. If they weren't allowed to ship the couple online, they were going to download Milo's game instead.

The game was an ancient-style casual simulator that heavily incorporated traditional cultural elements. It was beautifully designed, the cosmetics were reasonably priced, and the gameplay loop was highly addictive.

Downloads skyrocketed, and Chase Sheridan was practically grinning from ear to ear as he watched the backend metrics.

Cynthia, however, immediately spotted the massive group photo. She meticulously tracked Bianca's every move.

Seeing that Bianca had successfully latched onto Milo made Cynthia feel worse than anything else.

Why did she get to live such a great life when she was on the verge of divorce?

If the Wilder family was actually willing to accept her, then she would make sure Mathis didn't give her a single dime in the settlement.

She took a screenshot of the photo and sent it straight to Mathis.

[She's actually seducing other men right out in the open. Mathis, she doesn't respect you at all.]

Seeing the picture, Mathis's blood ran cold. The sight of that group photo sent a stabbing pain through his gut.

He ignored Cynthia's message.

Anxious, Cynthia called him. "Mathis, how could she do something like this? You guys aren't even officially divorced yet."

"Where she goes has nothing to do with me," Mathis lied through his teeth.

Getting the exact answer she wanted, Cynthia was ecstatic.

Mathis really didn't care about Bianca anymore.

"I'm busy. I have to go."

While he was consumed by misery, Quincy called. "Mr. Jagger, we've found Bianca's grandmother."

"Where?" Mathis demanded. Mabel was the key to bringing Bianca back.

He despised seeing Milo hovering around her. The mere thought of her leaving him and falling into another man's arms drove him insane.

"What exactly are you planning to do now that you've kidnapped me?" Mabel asked coldly.

"Mabel, I didn't kidnap you," Mathis explained. "I want her to come live here with you. This is the home Bianca and I bought when we got married. When I found out my mother had made a deal with her, I was so happy I went out and bought this place. I planned to spend the rest of my life with her."

Mabel looked around the massive living room. She couldn't find a single trace of her granddaughter in the entire place.

It was obvious the man was lying through his teeth, clearly hiding some ulterior motive.

"If you love her so much," Mabel demanded bluntly, "then why haven't you visited me once in the three years you've been married? You didn't even bother showing up to my daughter's funeral."

"I'm sorry," Mathis said guiltily.

Mabel turned her head away, refusing to speak to him. She had already made up her mind.

Mathis snapped a picture of Mabel sitting in the living room and sent it to Bianca, along with a text: [Mabel is staying at the Begonia House now. I hope you come home soon. We can start over.]