Chapter 2270
Derrien picked up his cup of coffee. “You cheated on your wife and abused her, not to mention that your wife suffers from severe depression. If you really want to appeal to the court for divorce, I’m afraid your losses will be even greater.”
Ronald choked on his own words and clenched his fists. “Since you’re that b*tch’s legal representative, why are you helping me?”
Derrien took a sip of coffee. “Actually, Ms. Blueman asked me to help you.”
Ronald frowned. “What’s your relationship with Jessie?”
“Don’t get me wrong.” Derrien smiled. “I have nothing to do with Ms. Blueman, but since Ms. Blueman is willing to help you by opening some of her connections in the city, it’ll surely cut down a lot of workload on my side too.”
Ronald had always been a man with a clear mind, so he quickly understood what Derrien meant, and his expression turned a lot less stiff. “If that’s the case, you just said that if I were to bring this matter to court, my losses would be even larger. So what should I do to recover these losses?”
‘There’s no way that I’m giving evering up. No way!‘
Derrien looked at him. “If you bring this matter to the court, you’ll have no room for recovery unless you can get Mrs. George to dismiss the case she has built on you.”
Ronald sank deep in thought.
‘I originally thought that that crazy b*tch wouldn’t dare to file for divorce and bring the matter to court. I was expecting that she’d compromise and would at most ask for the custody of our son and then give up on everything else.
‘No matter what, turning to a lawyer and filing for divorce in secret is something that I didn’t account for, let alone demanding that I give up everything.‘
His expression dimmed.
Derrien looked at his expression and gave off a faint smile. “Mr. George, I might have a way to persuade Mrs. George into compromising.”
Ronald asked, “What should I do?”
“She cares about her son the most. So if you can start with your son, Mrs. George will definitely compromise.”
As soon as Derrien gave Ronald the suggestion, Ronald’s body stiffened. “But… That’s my son too.”
Derrien smiled. “I’m not planning to convince you to hurt your son. You only need to put on a show for Mrs. George.”
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