Damien Lancaster frowned, "Explain clearly, when did I ever decide that you would only get ten thousand in the property division?"
Ivy Sumrs sneered coldly, grabbed the divorce agreent placed there, and slapped it against Damien Lancaster’s chest, "If you don’t admit it, then see for yourself."
Damien Lancaster picked up the divorce agreent, lowered his gaze, and looked for a long ti. When he saw the words "ten thousand," his face instantly turned cold.
"Damien Lancaster, you might not want to give anything in the property division, but you don’t need to humiliate with ten thousand dollars either."
"This divorce agreent is wrong," Damien said in a deep voice.
"What’s wrong?"
Damien Lancaster had clearly instructed Julian Jacobs not to shortchange Ivy Sumrs in the property division, so how could it only be ten thousand dollars?
Damien Lancaster pressed his lips tightly, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
The other party answered, "Sir."
Damien Lancaster said, "Get in here."
Julian Jacobs listened to Damien Lancaster’s tone, suspecting that he had made a grave mistake.
Julian Jacobs quickly entered, "Sir."
"Why are you taking it out on Julian Jacobs? He was only following your orders; don’t try to bla him," Ivy Sumrs said, staring at Damien Lancaster.
Damien Lancaster’s face was full of darkness.
Ivy Sumrs looked at Julian Jacobs, "Special Assistant Jacobs, was it him who instructed you to draft this divorce agreent?"
Julian Jacobs glanced at Damien Lancaster, then at Ivy Sumrs, his heart pounding, and truthfully answered, "Yes, he instructed to draft it."
"Did you hear that yourself? What are you arguing about?" Ivy Sumrs redirected her gaze back to Damien Lancaster.
"Did I tell you to only give her ten thousand in the property division?" Damien’s icy gaze landed on Julian Jacobs.
"Te... ten thousand?" Julian Jacobs was stunned.
What ten thousand?
The divorce agreent was tossed onto Julian Jacobs.
Julian Jacobs hurriedly opened it to check, and when he saw the glaring "ten thousand" written there, he couldn’t believe it.
How could that be?
He rubbed his eyes and repeatedly confird it.
As the chief assistant, Julian Jacobs had always been ticulous. After instructing the lawyer to draft the divorce agreent according to Damien Lancaster’s requirents, he personally checked each detail before placing it on Damien’s desk.
So there’s no way he made such a big mistake, turning tens of billions into ten thousand.
"Sir, I don’t know what happened; how could it beco like this?"
Damien Lancaster raised an eyebrow, "Are you asking ?"
"I..." Julian Jacobs imdiately looked at Ivy Sumrs and explained, "Madam, the divorce agreent Mr. Lancaster instructed to draft specified at least tens of billions, definitely not the ten thousand written on this version."
Ivy Sumrs confird, "But the one you gave was this one."
Julian Jacobs scratched his head, extrely troubled. This divorce agreent was the one he gave Ivy Sumrs to sign, and it was returned to Damien Lancaster after she signed it, so the error didn’t occur on Ivy Sumrs’s end.
So where exactly did it go wrong?
Damien Lancaster said, "The divorce agreent has been swapped. Go investigate."
Damien Lancaster knew Julian Jacobs couldn’t have made such an outrageous mistake unless the divorce agreent was replaced early on.
"Yes, I’ll check right away."
Julian Jacobs dared not delay a second and imdiately went to investigate.
Ivy Sumrs also understood, so... was it a misunderstanding?
The emotion in Damien Lancaster’s eyes cald down, "This divorce agreent is not the one I intended to give you. Though I wasn’t perfect to you in those three years together, I wouldn’t shortchange you in the divorce property division. This divorce agreent is void."
Ivy Sumrs pondered for a mont, seemingly realizing sothing, her eyes flashing with an understanding.
She knew who did it. No one else but Rachel Shaw could have done such a thing.
She raised her head, "No need, let’s just divorce according to this agreent first."
Damien Lancaster’s slightly relaxed expression turned cold again, "If you divorce according to this agreent, you won’t get any assets. Ivy Sumrs, aren’t you smart? Can’t you figure this out?"
Ivy Sumrs’s eyes flickered.
It would be a loss.
Only a fool would refuse money.
But Ivy Sumrs feared delays could lead to unforeseen changes; what if Damien Lancaster went back and decided against the divorce?
Not to ntion, the ten billion from Gregory Lancaster was enough.
Ivy Sumrs spoke, her gaze resolute, "I’ve figured it out, but my answer remains the sa."
"Ivy Sumrs!"
Such a consistent answer.
Damien Lancaster gritted his teeth, calling Ivy Sumrs’s na with unprecedented harshness for the first ti.
Not her life, not the money, just a desire for divorce.
Am I so sort of plague? Making her want to run away so desperately?
"If I say now that I won’t divorce, what will you do?"
Ivy Sumrs gasped, looking at him, "Why? You promised in person; how can you go back on your word?"
"Because I’m Damien Lancaster."
Damien Lancaster’s handso face was filled with coldness, pulling Ivy Sumrs close to him, "Glaring at ? Does glaring work? Ivy Sumrs, only when your power exceeds mine will you have a say in front of ."
Ivy Sumrs gritted her teeth, her eyes fixed angrily on him, "Damien Lancaster, there’s no one more shaless than you in the world."
Anger was unending in Damien Lancaster’s eyes, "Yes, I’m shaless, so what?"
"Damien Lancaster!"
"Shout, keep shouting, if you want a divorce, I’ll take you back and lock you up, see how you divorce ."
With that, Damien Lancaster dragged Ivy Sumrs out, she jerked her hand away, pleading for help from those nearby, "Call the police, he’s forcing , trying to imprison ..."
Before she finished her sentence, everyone around pretended not to see.
From Ivy Sumrs’s address just now, they realized this powerful man was Damien Lancaster.
Damien Lancaster, of the Lancaster Group.
Who would dare offend him?
"Call the police for ..."
"Shut up." Damien Lancaster pulled Ivy Sumrs in front of him, lifted her up horizontally, ignoring her struggles, he stubbornly dragged her outside and forcefully put her into the car.
Damien Lancaster didn’t know why he was so angry; anything involving Ivy Sumrs would easily ignite his fury.
Ivy Sumrs wanted to escape.
The car door was slamd shut.
Ivy Sumrs pushed open the door on the other side and ran.
With a cold expression, Damien Lancaster walked around, wrapped his arm around her waist, and effortlessly lifted her up.
"Ah!"
His arm pressed against Ivy Sumrs’s wound, causing her to tremble in pain.
Damien Lancaster realized and imdiately let go of her.
Ivy Sumrs covered her abdon and squatted down.
Damien Lancaster imdiately squatted down with her, looking anxious, "Did I press your wound? Where does it hurt? Speak, Ivy Sumrs!"
Ivy Sumrs didn’t say anything, holding her stomach and bowing her head, her expression unseen, he didn’t know if she was crying, and Damien was now afraid to touch her, a bit at a loss.
A second later, Ivy Sumrs suddenly stood up and shoved Damien away.
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