Eliza Sutton’s eyes instantly lit up. "You’ll really agree to any condition?"
Seeing Eliza Sutton rubbing her hands together eagerly, Erik Irvine actually felt a bit relieved.
In any case, it was far better for her to be sensible enough to accept compensation than to cry, beg, and refuse the divorce.
"Of course," Erik Irvine said. "President Lockwood is a generous man. He would never treat you unfairly."
"That’s wonderful." Eliza Sutton’s eyes sparkled. "I want Emtt. Have Shane Lockwood transfer Emtt’s custody to ."
Erik Irvine was so shocked he nearly swallowed his tongue. "Mistress, you can’t be serious."
"A joke?" Eliza Sutton frowned. "I ant every single word. How is that a joke? If you can convince Shane Lockwood, I’ll sign the divorce papers imdiately."
Erik Irvine replied, "President Lockwood will never agree to that. Perhaps you should consider other terms. He is very generous when it cos to financial matters."
’Generous when it cos to financial matters?’
Eliza Sutton understood. He was reminding her to seize the opportunity and ask for money.
But she couldn’t care less about any of that.
"That won’t be necessary."
Just as Erik Irvine was about to speak, Eliza Sutton had already taken the pen and signed the divorce papers.
Erik Irvine froze, not expecting Eliza Sutton to be so decisive. He couldn’t help but urge, "Mistress, please reconsider."
Eliza Sutton said nothing, simply pushing the signed divorce papers across to Erik Irvine. "If Mr. Lockwood has no objections, I’d like to spend a few more days with Emtt before I move out of Seacliff Manor. If that’s inconvenient, perhaps Emtt could stay with for a few days. Also, I hope that even after we’re divorced, I’ll still be able to see Emtt from ti to ti."
After she finished speaking, Eliza Sutton left. Erik Irvine took the divorce papers to see Shane Lockwood.
"What conditions did she ask for?"
Erik Irvine held nothing back and repeated everything Eliza Sutton had said.
Shane Lockwood sneered. "Smart, isn’t she? Using Emtt to feign a retreat as a way to advance. Too bad for her, it’s completely useless."
Erik Irvine ventured, "Then... how about letting the young master live with the Mistress sowhere else for a month?"
Shane Lockwood’s brow furrowed. "Erik, have you lost your mind? Letting Emtt be alone with Eliza Sutton is no different than sending a sheep into a tiger’s den."
Erik Irvine replied, "This was the Mistress’s only request."
Shane Lockwood fell silent for a mont before speaking. "Tell her she can stay at Seacliff Manor for one week."
Erik Irvine accepted. "President Lockwood, should we postpone the international conference call in ten minutes?"
"That won’t be necessary."
Shane Lockwood picked up his phone, and Erik Irvine wheeled him out.
Not long after he left, the office door opened once again.
A small figure walked in.
An assistant followed behind him. "Young Master, should I notify President Lockwood that you’ve arrived?"
"No need. I’m not here to see my dad today."
"Oh? Then you’re here to..."
"I’m here to find Mo—"
Emtt Lockwood stopped mid-sentence. He rembered that his mother didn’t want outsiders to know about her relationship with his father.
’In other words, Dad still hasn’t completely captured Mom’s heart.’
’He’s so stupid.’
Emtt was thoroughly disgusted.
"I’m here for a date. You don’t need to worry about ."
"A... a date..." The assistant’s jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Is there a problem?"
"N-no..." the assistant stamred, then hesitated. "It’s just... this is the president’s office. It might not be appropriate for you to bring an outsider in here."
"She’s not an outsider," Emtt said, a little displeased.
’Mom is definitely not an outsider.’
"You don’t need to worry about it. I’ll clear it with my dad. For now, go prepare everything on this list."
Emtt took out a list and handed it to the assistant.
The assistant glanced at it. Good heavens! Snacks, fruit, fresh flowers, a catered al, gifts... it had everything. Even a grown man wouldn’t plan a date this extravagant.
"Have it all ready before eleven-thirty. Is that a problem?"
"None. Not at all." The assistant left after Emtt waved his hand dismissively.
As the assistant closed the door, she couldn’t resist a final glance at Emtt. She saw him taking his howork out of his little backpack.
The assistant froze.
’Alright, then.’
The assistant had to admit that just a mont ago, she’d forgotten one crucial fact: the young master was only five years old.
Emtt worked on his howork until a little past eleven.
Just then, the assistant ca in and arranged a small dining table to look beautiful and romantic.
Emtt had also changed into a dapper little suit. He rembered his mom had been wearing a blue dress when she left for work that morning.
Once everything was ready, Emtt finally called Eliza Sutton.
"Okay, Mommy will head over after she gets off for lunch. See you in a little while, Emtt."
Emtt was thrilled to hear Eliza agree. He did a happy little spin around the office, then suddenly spotted a docunt on the desk.
Emtt leaned in for a closer look and saw the title: *Divorce Agreent*.
He opened it and saw that his mother had already signed it.
Emtt’s eyes instantly turned red.
’Dad must have forced Mom!’
’He must have used so dirty trick to make her do it!’
Just then, a knock sounded at the office door, and Eliza Sutton pushed it open and walked in.
"Emtt."
Emtt quickly put the divorce papers away and wiped the corners of his reddening eyes.
"Mom, you’re here."
"I am." Eliza noticed the redness in Emtt’s eyes and was surprised. "Emtt, why are you crying? Did soone bully you?"
"No one bullied ."
Emtt couldn’t stop himself from hugging Eliza. ’Soone clearly bullied Mom, but the first thing she did was worry about my feelings.’
’There’s really no one in the world better than Mom.’
"I just had a nightmare," he said. "I dread that you left , and I also dread that soone was bullying you. I got so scared that I started crying."
Eliza chuckled, but her heart lted completely. ’How could there be such an adorable child in this world?’
Eliza hugged Emtt back. "Silly Emtt, no one can bully your mom."
"I’ll protect you from now on, Mom," Emtt promised.
"Okay." Eliza ruffled Emtt’s hair, her thoughts turning once more to the possibility of taking him with her.
Shane Lockwood’s international conference call lasted well into the afternoon.
He had just returned to his office and was about to get to work when he received a call from Mrs. Lockwood.
"Shane Lockwood, you get yourself back here this instant!"
"Mom, I have to work late today. I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it back. If there’s sothing you need, why not just tell over the phone?"
"’Tell you over the phone?’ If everything could be handled over the phone, what would be the point of ever seeing each other? When I’m dead, you can just tell your condolences over the phone, too!"
"Mom, who made you so angry? Did Second Aunt go back to the family ho again?"
"This has nothing to do with Florence Young! Shane Lockwood, don’t you dare try to change the subject! If you still consider your mother, you will get back here imdiately! I’ll be waiting for you at Seacliff Manor!"
With that, she hung up.
Shane Lockwood frowned.
Erik carefully asked, "President Lockwood, about the upcoming team eting..."
"Change it to a video conference. We’ll hold it at eight tonight."
"Understood."
"Get the car ready. We’re going back to Seacliff Manor."
...
An hour later, Shane Lockwood’s car pulled up to Seacliff Manor. He had just wheeled himself into the foyer when a teacup ca flying through the air toward him.
"Shane Lockwood, you’ve gotten bold, haven’t you? How dare you get a divorce without saying a single word!"
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