Most importantly, she got along well with Wesley and <b>was </b>obedient–so much better than Prisci who threatened him at every turn.


    “No one will go back with you. We can’t rest easy, so just stay here”


    Dillon spoke with some impatience, “Stop thinking about the old home already.”


    “You… such an unfilial son.” Bonnie trembled with anger


    Prisci’s expression was icy and her tone was scornful and mocking “Is being an R&D director such a big deal? If it weren’t for Wesley. would Larissa have gotten that position?”


    “It’s a position she got through connections, and you’re actually proud of it.”


    The Wilburn family wasn’t truly wealthy or powerful–where did Dillon’s sense of superioritye?


    “You, you, you…”


    This time, it was Dillon’s turn to be infuriated.


    Prisci was in a hurry and didn’t want to argue with him any longer. “Grandma, I’ll go back with her. As for the house, you’d better return it back before we get home. Otherwise. Larissa’s runaway wedding and your ‘good deeds‘ will be on all the major tforms‘ headlines tomorrow morning.”


    Dillon stormed off in a rage.


    He was filled with regret he shouldn’t have let Larissa run <i>away </i>from her wedding. Or maybe, he shouldn’t have let Prisci marry Wesley


    That unfilial daughter she really had grown wings.


    Dillon felt ufortable, especially when he thought of Prisci threatening him with that contemptuous look–he felt like coughing up blood.


    Tama didn’t care. It was just as well that Prisci was leaving, at least the house would be more peaceful, and Larissa wouldn’t be crying every other day.


    Dillon thought so too–maybe it was best if Prisci, that unfilial daughter, lett.


    His mood instantly improved.


    He even took the initiative to send a driver to take his elderly mother home.


    ***


    After finishing his meeting, Wesley suddenly felt an urge to go to the hospital though he didn’t know why.


    He asked Everett, “Is everything settled with the studio?”


    Everett handed the documents to Wesley. “Yes.”


    Wesley flipped through them briefly and felt much more at ease. There had been too many conflicts between him and Priscitely and this studio was a gift for her.


    He hoped this gift could case the tension in their marriage.


    “Are the restaurant and flowers booked?” Wesley checked every detail.


    22.56


    13.14


    Everett felt a bit guilty. “Um. Fll take care of it right away


    Wesley looked up, with his cold gaze.


    Everett’s scalp tingled. “Mr. Carlton. I’m sorry. I forgot”


    He muttered to himself, wondering when Mr. Carlton had started to care so much about Prisci.


    After all, Mr. Carlton had never cared about such trivial matters


    before.


    He was about to exin further when Wesley called over another assistant. “Elijah Wilson, you’ll be working with me from now on.”


    Elijah quickly agreed–this was a huge opportunity.


    Everett’s face turned pale–he had just been demoted.


    Wesley walked out and instructed Elijah to book the best restaurant and the most beautiful roses. Today was his wedding anniversary with Prisci and he wanted to celebrate it properly.


    Elijah went to handle it immediately.


    “Wes.” Larissa stepped out of the elevator and, seeing Wesley already in his coat, hurriedly asked, “Are you going out?”


    Wesley nodded. “Yes, I’m going to the hospital to see Grandma.”


    Prisci bit her lip and said softly, “Could you wait a moment? I need to talk to you about something.”


    Wesley frowned.


    Larissa quickly added, “It’s about work. It’ll only need half an hour.” Wesley agreed and returned to his office.


    62


    Half an hourter, their conversation ended.


    A gentle smile appeared on Larissa’s face. “Wes. let me go with you to see Grandma.”


    Wesley replied with a simple “Mm.” and the two of them went to the hospital together.


    But the hospital room was empty.


    Wesley frowned. Had Grandma been discharged?


    Larissa asked in confusion. “Grandma was discharged? Why didn’t Prisci tell you?”


    Her gaze paused as she looked at the table. “What’s that?”


    Wesley strode in and saw clearly what was on the table–two copies of a divorce agreement.


    Larissa eximed, “Divorce papers? Prisci, she…”


    She couldn’t finish her sentence, because Wesley’s face had darkened to the extreme.


    It frightened her.


    Wesley took out his phone to call Prisci but no one ever answered.


    He called Chaston Vi but heard that Prisci hadn’t gone home.


    “Maybe she’s at my home.


    Larissa called Tania and learned that Prisci had apanied Bonnie back to their hometown.


    She hesitantly ryed the news to Wesley and added. “Maybe Prisci just took Grandma back home.”


    Chapter62


    Wesley’s eyes were already red.


    He knew–she had really left.


    The divorce agreement stated she would leave with nothing.


    She didn’t want the Holiday Series perfume anymore.


    She didn’t want him, either.


    Wesley strode to the nurses‘ station to ask when Prisci had left and was told it was half an hour ago.