"Katrina, I already told you this has nothing to do with Shirley." Carlisle lowered his voice, his face dark with anger. "Why do you always have to drag other people into our business?
"And let me remind you again—forget about the divorce. Stop causing trouble and just be Mrs. Zachman like you're supposed to, alright?"
Katrina looked at him coldly. "Then, let me remind you again as well. If you don't want to receive a subpoena, you'd better bring me an answer soon. I'm running out of patience for this pointless conversation."
Seeing how unyielding she was, Carlisle felt his anger flare even hotter, leaving him exhausted both physically and mentally.
But with outsiders present, he could only soften his tone to coax her. "Just go home first. Whatever it is, we'll talk when I get back."
"There's nothing to talk about. I've said everything I needed to say. Call me when you've made up your mind."
With that, Katrina turned and walked straight toward the office door.
Since they were at work, Carlisle could only watch as she left. Looking at the mess strewn across the floor, he bent down to pick up the divorce papers.
Shirley, who had been standing off to the side, immediately stepped forward to help.
Before Carlisle could stop her, Shirley caught sight of the contents of the divorce agreement. Her fingers tightened around the papers, her expression darkening for a split second before she quickly masked it.
Then, she stood up and handed what she had picked up back to Carlisle as if nothing had happened.
"Carlisle, is Katrina… really divorcing you?" Shirley asked cautiously.
She had seen everything clearly. Katrina, that shameless woman, had the audacity to demand half of Carlisle's assets.
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