Serena Jennings stared intently at Caleb Lockwood.
Caleb Lockwood’s expression and voice were both very calm, leaving her unable to guess what he was up to.
After a mont of silence, she spoke:
"I don’t."
Caleb was slightly taken aback, but unhurriedly took sothing out of his briefcase—
It was a docunt.
The distance between Serena and Caleb was neither too close nor too far.
Although she couldn’t see the exact content of the docunt, her intuition told her it had a lot to do with her.
"If you don’t co over, I’ll throw this away."
Caleb’s voice ca through the receiver as calm as a windless lake.
But a wave surged in Serena’s heart.
"What is that?" she asked.
"What you’ve always dreamt of," he replied.
Serena raised her eyelids slightly.
As expected, what Caleb held should be the newly drafted divorce agreent.
Serena instinctively tightened her grip on her phone.
"I’m having dinner with a friend. We’ll discuss the docunt after I’m done."
It wasn’t that Serena didn’t want to see the divorce agreent imdiately, but once she sat down with him, she might not be able to return, and that would be too impolite to Peter.
Instead of showing anger, Caleb chuckled and said leisurely, "Looks like you’re not really keen on divorcing , playing hard to get and still not tired of it?"
Seeing Caleb place the docunt down, Serena nearly jumped up in urgency.
Whether she was playing hard to get or not, she believed Caleb knew perfectly well.
Even though Caleb was a narcissist and had reasons to be so.
However, with their repeated argunts about divorce during this period, even a blind eye should see she’s serious.
Serena was well aware that Caleb was trying to provoke her.
Seeing that Serena genuinely didn’t walk over, Caleb’s thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, unintentionally.
"Serena, miss tonight and I won’t just tear this divorce agreent; I won’t discuss this matter with you ever again in the future."
Caleb gave Serena an ultimatum over the phone, leaving her agitated.
Just then, she heard Peter beside her say, "Go on, don’t worry about ."
"But..."
"I know what he wants to discuss with you, go ahead!"
Peter gave Serena a reassuring smile.
Serena thanked and apologized to Peter before standing up and walking toward where Caleb was seated.
Peter watched Serena’s slim figure as she walked away, his smile slowly fading.
At that mont, he caught Caleb’s gaze.
Caleb’s eyes were always cold and distant, with a certain sharpness that seed to see through everything.
Although the gaze wasn’t smug or challenging, Peter knew full well that Caleb choosing this restaurant and this ti to discuss divorce with Serena was intentional.
Facing a table full of exquisite dishes, Peter had no appetite at all.
Without a female companion, this al lost its appeal.
Peter’s hand reached into his trouser pocket, touching the box inside.
Serena arrived beside Caleb and sat down.
"You’re on a date with Peter, why are you dressed like this? Does he like the OL style?"
Caleb’s question received no response from Serena. He gave a slight smile, called for the waiter, and ordered the most expensive set al.
"I’m not here to dine with you."
Serena emphasized.
"Then what are you here for if not to eat? To discuss divorce?"
"Caleb..."
"Let’s eat first, talk while we eat."
Caleb placed the divorce agreent aside.
Serena felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, yet she could only let Caleb manipulate her.
When they married, she was led by the nose by Caleb, unaware that he’d already had soone else in his heart.
Now with the divorce, she still had to listen to Caleb; without his agreent, she couldn’t manage a divorce on her own.
Serena pinched her palm painfully.
The food was served, exactly like what she had with Peter.
Feeling guilty towards Peter, Serena was about to glance back at him when Caleb’s cold voice suddenly echoed.
"Take a look; it’s the latest."
The divorce agreent was finally handed to her. Serena took it and began to read from the first page.
Next to her, Caleb quietly continued his al.
Serena concentrated intensely, focusing all her attention on the divorce agreent, only realizing the extra food on her plate when she ca to.
Her plate was piled with slices of black truffle Kobe beef, caviar, French foie gras, and Alaskan Emperor Crab at.
Serena blinked.
Were those all given to her by Caleb?
"It won’t taste good if it gets cold."
Caleb casually said while eating his own al.
Originally not intending to eat, Serena realized she was a bit hungry, and it would be wasteful not to eat since it was already on her plate.
Seeing Serena finally pick up her fork and knife, Caleb’s lips curved slightly.
He didn’t say anything.
Serena didn’t speak either.
They beca the quietest diners in the restaurant.
While eating, Serena continued reading the divorce agreent.
This new version was not thin.
Compared to the last one, which demanded 30 billion in compensation, it was much slimr.
Having learned from the previous experience, Serena was ntally prepared this ti.
While Caleb might not be as outrageous as asking for 30 billion again, he was bound to set so traps to make her pay.
If it were a few million, Serena figured she could afford it.
The first dozen pages of the divorce agreent were nothing special, with no ntion of any losses Caleb wanted her to compensate for.
However, from the 17th page onward, Serena felt increasingly uneasy.
Serena was absorbed, focusing intensely on the divorce agreent.
Next to her, Caleb kept adding delicacies to Serena’s plate.
As soon as Serena’s plate was empty, he promptly replenished it.
After reading through the entire divorce agreent, Serena realized that Caleb had been feeding her throughout the al.
Caleb’s steak was long cold.
"Finished reading?"
"Finished."
Clutching the divorce agreent tightly in her hands, Serena glared at Caleb.
That look puzzled Caleb.
"Why are you angry?"
"What do you an?"
Serena didn’t answer Caleb’s question but asked directly.
"The literal aning."
Seeing Caleb unwilling to explain further, Serena felt turmoil within.
"What’s your reaction? Last ti, when I asked for 30 billion, I understood why you were angry. This ti, I didn’t ask for any money, and even offered you 80 million in compensation; you should be happy."
Caleb spoke lightly.
Serena wasn’t being picky about the 80 million.
Caleb was wealthy; if he wanted to give, she wouldn’t refuse.
Back then, she lost her most precious child, and Caleb should compensate her.
The problem was...
"The last five pages of this divorce agreent... you’re transferring 10% of the Lockwood Group shares to , what is your intention?"
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