After hearing that, Julia had completely lost her temper. "Monica! Listen to what you've just said! Get your *ss upstairs!"
Monica frowned upon hearing that. This time around, she, too, defied Julia's wishes and continued to speak to Elisa darkly, "Elisa, I'm sure you know the ugly truth without me saying it out loud. Now, you have two choices."
Elisa arched her eyebrows. "Go on."
Her nonchalant reply angered Monica further. However, the latter believed that Elisa would start panicking when she hears what she had to say.
"First, finalize the divorce. From now onwards, you will be strangers to us, and we won't give you a single cent. Second–"
"Save your breath. I'll take the first option," Elisa interrupted decisively, making Monica almost lose her sanity.
Her lips curled into a slight smile, but she no longer looked at Monica. Instead, she said to Julia, "Grandma, it's not early anymore, and I don't have intentions to stay for too long. Have a great evening."
Julia nodded. "Sure. Take care on your way home."
"Elisa Benett, contact the media for a public apology right away and tell them today was a prank! Clarify that this has nothing to do with Wickam Group and that you are not having a divorce!"
However, Elisa arched her eyebrows upon hearing that. Knowing that this was Monica's second option, she could not stop chuckling. "Mrs. Wickam, didn't you say that I had two choices? If that's the case, why do you ask me to apologize? I put so much effort into getting a divorce. If I apologize now, how can I proceed with it?"
"You–"
Smiling, Elisa rose from her seat. "Mrs. Wickam, I hope that we will never meet again. In the past, I tolerated everything because you are older than me, but from now onwards…"
Her beam became wider as her voice trailed off nonchalantly.
"Elisa Benett!"
Julia heaved a sigh. It had been difficult for her to be their middleman. She looked at Elisa before saying once more, "Take care."
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