Want My Womb? I'll Make You Childless novel Chapter 93

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Margaret took the will, her earlier annoyance now fading away, replaced by a newfound lightness in her voice.“Assistant Evans, tell me again, did the old man say anything else when he made this will?”

Assistant Evans stood respectfully.“The old man only emphasized that the contents of the will should not be revealed until Ms. Bennett and Mr. Carter are divorced. He didn’t say anything else.”

“Good, very good!”

Margaret closed the will, the sound of the gold–leaf cover echoing crisply in the quiet living room.

She looked out at the heavy night sky, a calculating smile playing on her lips.

She would find a way to convince Clara and Ethan to divorce. Once they did, she would find Ethan a real socialite.

Neither Clara nor Natalie Parker would ever set foot in the Carter family!

Upstairs.

Ethan leaned against the carved banister, the sleeves of his black shirt casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing the sharp lines of his

wrist.

He held his phone, the screen lit but unheeded, his deep gaze fixed on Margaret, his eyes dark.

He hadn’t expected the old man to leave such a will in the end.

Was the old man afraid that after he passed, Ethan would find out about Clara’s desire for a divorce and cause a scene?

So he recognized Clara as his adopted granddaughter, wanting to sever any remaining possibilities between Ethan and her, even leaving her shares to ensure Carter Group would be her support.

But the old man forgot, Ethan had always gotten everything he ever wanted.

He picked up his phone, opened Clara’s WhatsApp chat, his fingers danced across the screen, typing and deleting, ultimately only typing three words:“Don’t divorce.”

But he stared at those three words for a long time, ultimately not sending them.

He knew Clara loathed him now, even if he sent it, she wouldn’t reply.

Recalling the scene of Clara smiling and talking to Ryan Walker, and then thinking about the will, a nameless fire surged from the bottom of his heart, burning his rationality to the point of collapse.

“Clara, you won’t leave me.”

Ethan murmured, a trace of obsession flashing in his eyes, and he turned and walked into the study.

No matter what method he used, he would keep Clara, absolutely not let her divorce him.

Even if she hated him, even if she never forgave him for the rest of her life, he would keep her by his side.

Because, he couldn’t live without her anymore.

Meanwhile, a black sedan pulled up slowly in front of Boston General Hospital.

Supported by Patricia Anderson, Emma Anderson stood in the parking lot, watching the driver load luggage into the trunk. Her

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abdomen was already slightly rounded, the subtle curve barely concealed by her loose–fitting trench coat.

She looked up at the empty hospital entrance, a touch of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

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Mason Walker had left after she’d been rushed to the hospital with early contractions and he learned she just needed rest. He hadn’t shown his face again, not even for her discharge.

“Mason Walker’s heart is truly made of stone!”

Patricia Anderson grumbled, pulling Emma’s trench coat tighter around her.“No matter what, you’re carrying his child. He couldn’t even bother to show up when you’re discharged.”

Emma didn’t reply, instinctively raising her hand to caress her slightly protruding belly.

Last night, she’d felt the baby move for the first time, a faint but real sensation, like a tiny insect gently touching her palm.

In that moment, she realized with stark clarity that she was about to become a mother.

Back at the villa–her and Mason Walker’s new house–the servants had already prepared a meal, but Emma had little appetite.

She sat on the sofa, her fingertips tracing her lower abdomen repeatedly, her gaze complicated.

Patricia sat beside her, looking at her dazed expression, feeling both anxious and angry.“Emma, don’t just sit there spacing out!”

“I heard the old man from the Carter family passed away.”

“We haven’t heard anything about the Carters going after Clara Bennett lately. Do you think she might get away with what she did?”

“Will Mason Walker be free to come after us then?”

Her

gaze

fell on Emma’s belly.“When are you planning to make Mason and Clara break up for good?”

Emma noticed her gaze, stiffened, and looked up at Patricia, her voice a little hoarse.“Let me think about it.”

“You’re not getting cold feet, are you?”

A mother knows her child best. How could Patricia not see her hesitation?“As long as Mason and Clara break up, you’ll still have a chance with him, and you’ll have children together in the future.”

“The doctor said this child is a supermale and doesn’t recommend having it. What’s there to be reluctant about?”

As if understanding Patricia’s words, the baby in her womb stirred restlessly.

Emma covered her belly, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Patricia knew that using this child to completely sever Clara and Mason’s relationship was the best option, but feeling the baby’s movements, she couldn’t bear to do it. It was her own flesh and blood, her first child with Mason.

“I…”

She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say. She lowered her head, looking at her belly, her voice choked with emotion, “Mom, give me some more time. Let me think about it some more.”

Patricia, seeing her like this, said urgently, “Think? How long do you want to keep thinking?”

“Until Mason makes a move against the Anderson family and drives us out of Chicago?”

“Or until Clara and Ethan divorce, and she gets together with Mason?”

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“If you really wait until then, there won’t be even the slightest chance left for you and Mason!”

Emma didn’t speak, just buried her face in her knees, her shoulders trembling slightly.

The living room was silent, with only Patricia’s breathing growing heavier and heavier.

After a long while, Emma slowly raised her head, a hint of determination in her eyes, but also hiding some reluctance: “Mom, I know… Give me three more days. After three days, I’ll find a chance to make a move.”

Patricia visibly relaxed, putting an arm around her daughter’s shoulders.“I’ve been there, Emma. I know how hard it is to let go of a child you want.”

“Once everything falls into place, not only will we save the Anderson family, but Mason Walker will be completely disgusted with Clara Bennett and come running back to you.”

Emma didn’t reply, she simply stroked her belly again, the reluctance in her eyes growing stronger.

A single tear escaped, tracing a path down her cheek.

No matter how reluctant she was, she had to protect the Anderson family and her position in Mason Walker’s heart.

Chicago was still shrouded in a thin mist in the early morning, but the Carter Estate was already bustling with activity.

James Carter’s passing was a major event for the upper echelons of Chicago society, and many people rushed to pay their respects as soon as they received the news.

Luxury cars parked in the courtyard, and celebrities in plain black formal attire stepped into the mansion with solemn expressions on the bluestone steps.

Ethan Carter stood at the entrance with Lucas Carter, receiving heartfelt or probing greetings.

“Daddy, is Mommy coming today?”

Lucas looked up at Lucas Carter, wrinkling his nose at the strong smell of smoke clinging to the man’s clothes.

Ethan Carter didn’t respond, his eyes scanning the crowd, but he couldn’t find that familiar face. A sense of loneliness crept into his

gaze.

Natalie Parker stepped out of her car, dressed in a black dress, a touch of sorrow etched on her face, perfectly measured.

Seeing her, a flicker of impatience crossed Ethan’s eyes.“What are you doing here?”

Natalie noticed the impatience in Ethan’s eyes. Her smile faltered for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.“I came to pay my respects to the old man. If it hadn’t been for his support back then, I wouldn’t be where I am today. I’ve always remembered his kindness.”

Ethan stared at her, his expression icy.“You shouldn’t have come.”

If Clara Bennett saw Natalie here, it would only stir up trouble.

The surrounding guests noticed the unusual tension and cast curious glances, causing Natalie a moment of embarrassment. She took a deep breath.

“I’ve been looking around, but I haven’t seen Clara. It’s the old man’s funeral, and as…”

“This is a Carter family matter. It’s none of your concern.”

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Ethan cut her off, his eyes piercingly cold.

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Natalie, having been met with his coldness time and again, wanted to turn and leave. But the thought of her true purpose for coming today made her hold back.

“I apologize. I’ll offer my incense and then I’ll leave.”

She forced a smile, then turned and hurried into the Old Estate.

Margaret Carter was greeting guests in front of the mourning hall. When she saw Natalie, a flash of panic crossed her face, and she

eyed her warily.

Natalie, however, acted as if she didn’t notice, calmly stepping forward, lighting three incense sticks, and bowing deeply to James Carter’s portrait.

“James Carter, may you rest in peace. I’ve taken care of everything else, so you can be at ease.”

With that, she placed the incense sticks into the burner, turned, and left the mourning hall, heading towards the backyard.

Margaret Carter watched her retreating figure, a sense of unease rising in her heart. After settling the guests, she quickly followed.

In a corner of the backyard stood several old locust trees, their lush branches blocking out most of the sunlight.

Natalie was standing beneath one of the trees. When she saw Margaret Carter approaching, a meaningful smile touched the corners of her lips.

“Auntie, what brings you here?”

Margaret Carter glanced around, making sure no one was nearby, then quickly approached her.

“Natalie, what exactly are you trying to do? It’s James Carter’s funeral today, don’t cause any trouble here!”

“I’m just here to ask if you’ve made a decision yet?”

The higher–ups have already given notice. She needs to get her hands on the Blade data as soon as possible.

Ethan is now distant with her because of Clara, so she has no choice but to approach Margaret.

“I won’t cooperate with you.”

Ever since she found out about the old man’s will, Margaret has been preoccupied with getting Ethan and Clara divorced and doesn’t want to stir up any more trouble, so naturally, she doesn’t want to continue working with Natalie.

Natalie took out a few photos from her bag, handed them to Margaret, and said casually, “Auntie, I happened to come across some things that I thought you might find interesting.”

Margaret looked puzzled, took the photos, and her pupils suddenly constricted as she saw them clearly.

The woman in the photos was none other than Ryan’s mother!

Back then, after this woman went mad, Margaret was afraid that Ryan would find out what she had done, so she secretly sent her to a

sanatorium abroad.

She just told everyone else that the woman was dead.

How did Natalie find this woman?

“Where… where did you get these photos?”

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Margaret stared intently at Natalie, trying to read something from her face.

Natalie didn’t answer her question, smiled, and said, “What do you think Ryan would do if he knew his mother was still alive?

“Wouldn’t he come after you, maybe even retaliate against the Carter family?

Mrs. Carter staggered, her face ashen.

The old man had given Ryan Walker shares as compensation, and if he found out about this, there was no telling what he might do

She looked at Natalie Parker and asked through gritted teeth, “What do you want?”

Natalie Parker took a small black box, about the size of a fingernail, from her bag and handed it to Mrs. Canter.

“Auntie, I don’t want you to do anything else, just do me a small favor.”

“Tomorrow morning, go to Nova AI and find Clara Bennett. Put this thing in her pocket, making sure she takes it into the research lab

Mrs. Carter took the black box, feeling wary.

She knew what Clara Bennett was doing at Nova AI and was aware that the project she was working on was crucial to the Carter Group’s future development.

“What is this? What exactly do you want?”

“You don’t need to know that much.”

Natalie Parker smiled.“Just remember, if you don’t want Ryan Walker to find out his mother is still alive, do as I say.”

“Otherwise… you know the consequences.”

Mrs. Carter clutched the small black box tightly, her face incredibly grim as she watched Natalie Parker walk away.

The next morning, Clara Bennett received a call from the front desk on her way to Nova AI.

“Ms. Bennett, Mrs. Carter is here. She says she needs to see you urgently. What do you think?

Clara frowned. Tomorrow was the hearing. Once it was over, she’d be divorced from Ethan Carter.

Was Margaret here about the shares, or something else?

She paused, then said softly,“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Half an hour later, Clara arrived at Nova AI.

As soon as she walked into the R&D department, she saw Margaret sitting on the sofa, holding a file.

Margaret saw her and gave her a strained smile. “Clara, you’re here.”

Clara’s eyes landed on the file folder in her hand, her expression indifferent.“What do you want?”

Margaret handed the file to Clara.“I know you’ve been wanting to divorce Ethan. If you sign this agreement, I’ll convince Ethan, and you won’t have anything to do with each other ever again.”

Clara picked up the agreement and quickly scanned it. When she saw the first clause, which prohibited her from transferring the shares to anyone else, she scoffed.

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When she saw the second clause, stating that only Lucas Carter could inherit the shares, she completely lost her patience.

“I won’t sign it. These shares were left to me by Grandpa. I can give them to whoever I want.”

Margaret’s face darkened. The only reason she came today was because of Natalie Parker’s instructions. Drawing up this agreement was just to test Clara’s intentions.

It was to prevent her from joining forces with Ryan Walker in the future, but she hadn’t expected Clara to be so unyielding.

She stepped forward, reaching out to grab Clara, who was turning to leave.

“Clara, I just want to make sure Carter Group shares don’t fall into the wrong hands. Isn’t signing this agreement and divorcing Etha good thing for you?”

Clara instinctively sidestepped, and Margaret’s tightly clasped hand slid into her coat pocket, depositing the small black box.

Confirming the item was inside, Margaret breathed a sigh of relief, then feigned an angry expression.

“Clara, don’t be so ungrateful! I’ll give you a few more days to consider it. If you don’t agree, I will never agree to let Eth divorce you!”

With that, she turned and quickly left the office.

Clara watched Margaret’s retreating figure, raising an eyebrow. She reached into her pocket and felt a small object.

She picked up the little black box, glanced at it, and a slight smile touched her lips.

This thing was quite cleverly made; it must have taken a lot of effort.

But for Natalie Parker to think she could get her hands on Blade’s data with such a trinket was just too naive!

Unaware that Clara had already seen the black box, Margaret left Nova AI, picked up her phone, and sent Natalie a message.

“I’ve already slipped the device into Clara’s pocket.”

Meanwhile, Natalie Parker smiled as she read Margaret Carter’s message. She walked over to the bookcase in her office and shifted a particular book.

The bookcase slid open, revealing a room filled with equipment.

A blonde–haired, blue–eyed man was sitting inside.

“It’s done. The device is in Clara’s pocket. Now, it’s up to you.”

The man smiled at Natalie Parker, “Good, I understand. Once we have Blade’s core data, they’ll issue your green card.”

Natalie’s lips curved into a smile at his words.

That man was out of prison now. As soon as she got the green card, she’d leave the States, and finally be rid of him for good.

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Margaret took the will, her earlier annoyance now fading away, replaced by a newfound lightness in her voice.“Assistant Evans, tell me again, did the old man say anything else when he made this will?”

Assistant Evans stood respectfully.“The old man only emphasized that the contents of the will should not be revealed until Ms. Bennett and Mr. Carter are divorced. He didn’t say anything else.”

“Good, very good!”

Margaret closed the will, the sound of the gold–leaf cover echoing crisply in the quiet living room.

She looked out at the heavy night sky, a calculating smile playing on her lips.

She would find a way to convince Clara and Ethan to divorce. Once they did, she would find Ethan a real socialite.

Neither Clara nor Natalie Parker would ever set foot in the Carter family!

Upstairs.

Ethan leaned against the carved banister, the sleeves of his black shirt casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing the sharp lines of his

wrist.

He held his phone, the screen lit but unheeded, his deep gaze fixed on Margaret, his eyes dark.

He hadn’t expected the old man to leave such a will in the end.

Was the old man afraid that after he passed, Ethan would find out about Clara’s desire for a divorce and cause a scene?

So he recognized Clara as his adopted granddaughter, wanting to sever any remaining possibilities between Ethan and her, even leaving her shares to ensure Carter Group would be her support.

But the old man forgot, Ethan had always gotten everything he ever wanted.

He picked up his phone, opened Clara’s WhatsApp chat, his fingers danced across the screen, typing and deleting, ultimately only typing three words:“Don’t divorce.”

But he stared at those three words for a long time, ultimately not sending them.

He knew Clara loathed him now, even if he sent it, she wouldn’t reply.

Recalling the scene of Clara smiling and talking to Ryan Walker, and then thinking about the will, a nameless fire surged from the bottom of his heart, burning his rationality to the point of collapse.

“Clara, you won’t leave me.”

Ethan murmured, a trace of obsession flashing in his eyes, and he turned and walked into the study.

No matter what method he used, he would keep Clara, absolutely not let her divorce him.

Even if she hated him, even if she never forgave him for the rest of her life, he would keep her by his side.

Because, he couldn’t live without her anymore.

Meanwhile, a black sedan pulled up slowly in front of Boston General Hospital.

Supported by Patricia Anderson, Emma Anderson stood in the parking lot, watching the driver load luggage into the trunk. Her

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abdomen was already slightly rounded, the subtle curve barely concealed by her loose–fitting trench coat.

She looked up at the empty hospital entrance, a touch of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

Meng

Mason Walker had left after she’d been rushed to the hospital with early contractions and he learned she just needed rest. He hadn’t shown his face again, not even for her discharge.

“Mason Walker’s heart is truly made of stone!”

Patricia Anderson grumbled, pulling Emma’s trench coat tighter around her.“No matter what, you’re carrying his child. He couldn’t even bother to show up when you’re discharged.”

Emma didn’t reply, instinctively raising her hand to caress her slightly protruding belly.

Last night, she’d felt the baby move for the first time, a faint but real sensation, like a tiny insect gently touching her palm.

In that moment, she realized with stark clarity that she was about to become a mother.

Back at the villa–her and Mason Walker’s new house–the servants had already prepared a meal, but Emma had little appetite.

She sat on the sofa, her fingertips tracing her lower abdomen repeatedly, her gaze complicated.

Patricia sat beside her, looking at her dazed expression, feeling both anxious and angry.“Emma, don’t just sit there spacing out!”

“I heard the old man from the Carter family passed away.”

“We haven’t heard anything about the Carters going after Clara Bennett lately. Do you think she might get away with what she did?”

“Will Mason Walker be free to come after us then?”

Her

gaze

fell on Emma’s belly.“When are you planning to make Mason and Clara break up for good?”

Emma noticed her gaze, stiffened, and looked up at Patricia, her voice a little hoarse.“Let me think about it.”

“You’re not getting cold feet, are you?”

A mother knows her child best. How could Patricia not see her hesitation?“As long as Mason and Clara break up, you’ll still have a chance with him, and you’ll have children together in the future.”

“The doctor said this child is a supermale and doesn’t recommend having it. What’s there to be reluctant about?”

As if understanding Patricia’s words, the baby in her womb stirred restlessly.

Emma covered her belly, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Patricia knew that using this child to completely sever Clara and Mason’s relationship was the best option, but feeling the baby’s movements, she couldn’t bear to do it. It was her own flesh and blood, her first child with Mason.

“I…”

She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say. She lowered her head, looking at her belly, her voice choked with emotion, “Mom, give me some more time. Let me think about it some more.”

Patricia, seeing her like this, said urgently, “Think? How long do you want to keep thinking?”

“Until Mason makes a move against the Anderson family and drives us out of Chicago?”

“Or until Clara and Ethan divorce, and she gets together with Mason?”

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“If you really wait until then, there won’t be even the slightest chance left for you and Mason!”

Emma didn’t speak, just buried her face in her knees, her shoulders trembling slightly.

The living room was silent, with only Patricia’s breathing growing heavier and heavier.

After a long while, Emma slowly raised her head, a hint of determination in her eyes, but also hiding some reluctance: “Mom, I know… Give me three more days. After three days, I’ll find a chance to make a move.”

Patricia visibly relaxed, putting an arm around her daughter’s shoulders.“I’ve been there, Emma. I know how hard it is to let go of a child you want.”

“Once everything falls into place, not only will we save the Anderson family, but Mason Walker will be completely disgusted with Clara Bennett and come running back to you.”

Emma didn’t reply, she simply stroked her belly again, the reluctance in her eyes growing stronger.

A single tear escaped, tracing a path down her cheek.

No matter how reluctant she was, she had to protect the Anderson family and her position in Mason Walker’s heart.

Chicago was still shrouded in a thin mist in the early morning, but the Carter Estate was already bustling with activity.

James Carter’s passing was a major event for the upper echelons of Chicago society, and many people rushed to pay their respects as soon as they received the news.

Luxury cars parked in the courtyard, and celebrities in plain black formal attire stepped into the mansion with solemn expressions on the bluestone steps.

Ethan Carter stood at the entrance with Lucas Carter, receiving heartfelt or probing greetings.

“Daddy, is Mommy coming today?”

Lucas looked up at Lucas Carter, wrinkling his nose at the strong smell of smoke clinging to the man’s clothes.

Ethan Carter didn’t respond, his eyes scanning the crowd, but he couldn’t find that familiar face. A sense of loneliness crept into his

gaze.

Natalie Parker stepped out of her car, dressed in a black dress, a touch of sorrow etched on her face, perfectly measured.

Seeing her, a flicker of impatience crossed Ethan’s eyes.“What are you doing here?”

Natalie noticed the impatience in Ethan’s eyes. Her smile faltered for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.“I came to pay my respects to the old man. If it hadn’t been for his support back then, I wouldn’t be where I am today. I’ve always remembered his kindness.”

Ethan stared at her, his expression icy.“You shouldn’t have come.”

If Clara Bennett saw Natalie here, it would only stir up trouble.

The surrounding guests noticed the unusual tension and cast curious glances, causing Natalie a moment of embarrassment. She took a deep breath.

“I’ve been looking around, but I haven’t seen Clara. It’s the old man’s funeral, and as…”

“This is a Carter family matter. It’s none of your concern.”

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Ethan cut her off, his eyes piercingly cold.

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Natalie, having been met with his coldness time and again, wanted to turn and leave. But the thought of her true purpose for coming today made her hold back.

“I apologize. I’ll offer my incense and then I’ll leave.”

She forced a smile, then turned and hurried into the Old Estate.

Margaret Carter was greeting guests in front of the mourning hall. When she saw Natalie, a flash of panic crossed her face, and she

eyed her warily.

Natalie, however, acted as if she didn’t notice, calmly stepping forward, lighting three incense sticks, and bowing deeply to James Carter’s portrait.

“James Carter, may you rest in peace. I’ve taken care of everything else, so you can be at ease.”

With that, she placed the incense sticks into the burner, turned, and left the mourning hall, heading towards the backyard.

Margaret Carter watched her retreating figure, a sense of unease rising in her heart. After settling the guests, she quickly followed.

In a corner of the backyard stood several old locust trees, their lush branches blocking out most of the sunlight.

Natalie was standing beneath one of the trees. When she saw Margaret Carter approaching, a meaningful smile touched the corners of her lips.

“Auntie, what brings you here?”

Margaret Carter glanced around, making sure no one was nearby, then quickly approached her.

“Natalie, what exactly are you trying to do? It’s James Carter’s funeral today, don’t cause any trouble here!”

“I’m just here to ask if you’ve made a decision yet?”

The higher–ups have already given notice. She needs to get her hands on the Blade data as soon as possible.

Ethan is now distant with her because of Clara, so she has no choice but to approach Margaret.

“I won’t cooperate with you.”

Ever since she found out about the old man’s will, Margaret has been preoccupied with getting Ethan and Clara divorced and doesn’t want to stir up any more trouble, so naturally, she doesn’t want to continue working with Natalie.

Natalie took out a few photos from her bag, handed them to Margaret, and said casually, “Auntie, I happened to come across some things that I thought you might find interesting.”

Margaret looked puzzled, took the photos, and her pupils suddenly constricted as she saw them clearly.

The woman in the photos was none other than Ryan’s mother!

Back then, after this woman went mad, Margaret was afraid that Ryan would find out what she had done, so she secretly sent her to a

sanatorium abroad.

She just told everyone else that the woman was dead.

How did Natalie find this woman?

“Where… where did you get these photos?”

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Margaret stared intently at Natalie, trying to read something from her face.

Natalie didn’t answer her question, smiled, and said, “What do you think Ryan would do if he knew his mother was still alive?

“Wouldn’t he come after you, maybe even retaliate against the Carter family?

Mrs. Carter staggered, her face ashen.

The old man had given Ryan Walker shares as compensation, and if he found out about this, there was no telling what he might do

She looked at Natalie Parker and asked through gritted teeth, “What do you want?”

Natalie Parker took a small black box, about the size of a fingernail, from her bag and handed it to Mrs. Canter.

“Auntie, I don’t want you to do anything else, just do me a small favor.”

“Tomorrow morning, go to Nova AI and find Clara Bennett. Put this thing in her pocket, making sure she takes it into the research lab

Mrs. Carter took the black box, feeling wary.

She knew what Clara Bennett was doing at Nova AI and was aware that the project she was working on was crucial to the Carter Group’s future development.

“What is this? What exactly do you want?”

“You don’t need to know that much.”

Natalie Parker smiled.“Just remember, if you don’t want Ryan Walker to find out his mother is still alive, do as I say.”

“Otherwise… you know the consequences.”

Mrs. Carter clutched the small black box tightly, her face incredibly grim as she watched Natalie Parker walk away.

The next morning, Clara Bennett received a call from the front desk on her way to Nova AI.

“Ms. Bennett, Mrs. Carter is here. She says she needs to see you urgently. What do you think?

Clara frowned. Tomorrow was the hearing. Once it was over, she’d be divorced from Ethan Carter.

Was Margaret here about the shares, or something else?

She paused, then said softly,“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Half an hour later, Clara arrived at Nova AI.

As soon as she walked into the R&D department, she saw Margaret sitting on the sofa, holding a file.

Margaret saw her and gave her a strained smile. “Clara, you’re here.”

Clara’s eyes landed on the file folder in her hand, her expression indifferent.“What do you want?”

Margaret handed the file to Clara.“I know you’ve been wanting to divorce Ethan. If you sign this agreement, I’ll convince Ethan, and you won’t have anything to do with each other ever again.”

Clara picked up the agreement and quickly scanned it. When she saw the first clause, which prohibited her from transferring the shares to anyone else, she scoffed.

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When she saw the second clause, stating that only Lucas Carter could inherit the shares, she completely lost her patience.

“I won’t sign it. These shares were left to me by Grandpa. I can give them to whoever I want.”

Margaret’s face darkened. The only reason she came today was because of Natalie Parker’s instructions. Drawing up this agreement was just to test Clara’s intentions.

It was to prevent her from joining forces with Ryan Walker in the future, but she hadn’t expected Clara to be so unyielding.

She stepped forward, reaching out to grab Clara, who was turning to leave.

“Clara, I just want to make sure Carter Group shares don’t fall into the wrong hands. Isn’t signing this agreement and divorcing Etha good thing for you?”

Clara instinctively sidestepped, and Margaret’s tightly clasped hand slid into her coat pocket, depositing the small black box.

Confirming the item was inside, Margaret breathed a sigh of relief, then feigned an angry expression.

“Clara, don’t be so ungrateful! I’ll give you a few more days to consider it. If you don’t agree, I will never agree to let Eth divorce you!”

With that, she turned and quickly left the office.

Clara watched Margaret’s retreating figure, raising an eyebrow. She reached into her pocket and felt a small object.

She picked up the little black box, glanced at it, and a slight smile touched her lips.

This thing was quite cleverly made; it must have taken a lot of effort.

But for Natalie Parker to think she could get her hands on Blade’s data with such a trinket was just too naive!

Unaware that Clara had already seen the black box, Margaret left Nova AI, picked up her phone, and sent Natalie a message.

“I’ve already slipped the device into Clara’s pocket.”

Meanwhile, Natalie Parker smiled as she read Margaret Carter’s message. She walked over to the bookcase in her office and shifted a particular book.

The bookcase slid open, revealing a room filled with equipment.

A blonde–haired, blue–eyed man was sitting inside.

“It’s done. The device is in Clara’s pocket. Now, it’s up to you.”

The man smiled at Natalie Parker, “Good, I understand. Once we have Blade’s core data, they’ll issue your green card.”

Natalie’s lips curved into a smile at his words.

That man was out of prison now. As soon as she got the green card, she’d leave the States, and finally be rid of him for good.