"Fine! I''d be d to divorce you! Look at the daughter you raised! Let''s get a divorce. We''ll go to the courthouse tomorrow and file the papers. You can give me all the remaining assets, and you can take all the debt. If it weren''t for you, would I be in this much debt? This is all your fault!"


    David didn''t say another word. He turned and stormed out, leaving her there, crying uncontrobly.


    Edith picked up her phone and tried to call Sandra, but the call didn''t go through. She then sent a series of voice messages, telling Sandra how miserable and painful her life had be, begging her to bring her over soon and save her from this sea of misery.


    But despite sending numerous messages, she received no reply. She could only assume her daughter was busy.


    Kiron


    Sandra saw another calling in from her mother and ignored it. The next second, dozens of 60-second voice messages flooded her phone, making it buzz incessantly. She was so annoyed she wanted to smash it.


    "Your mother must be having a hard time back there," Owen said, trying tofort Sandra as he saw her about to lose her temper. "Just wait a little longer. Once we''re settled here, we''ll bring her over."


    In reality, he didn''t want them toe over either. They were old, in massive debt, and their travel was restricted. They couldn''t just buy tickets like normal people; it would require special arrangements. He had no desire to waste time and effort bringing two useless people here, but he had to keep up appearances.


    "I''ll handle my parents. How''s the job search going? I think we need to start our own business. We can''t survive just by working for someone else. By the way, before you left, didn''t I ask you to copy some important files from Lionel''sputer? Did you get them?"


    "Yes, I did as you asked and copied everything. What do you n to do with them? I don''t think we can use them to start a business."


    "I''m going to sell them to the highest bidder!"


    In an instant, they both understood what the other was thinking and broke into simultaneous smiles.


    "You really think of everything. I was wondering why you wanted me to bring these. Now I see."


    Suddenly, Quennel received a message from Sandra. He nced at it but didn''t reply. Instead, he contacted Hannah and asked to meet without specifying what it was about.


    That evening, Hannah arrived at the private room Quennel had booked After they sat down and exchanged some pleasantries, he handed His


    Soto her.


    Hannah took it and looked at the screen, nearly rolling her eyes into the back of her head.


    "Instead of selling this to you, she''d be better off messaging Lionel and making him pay to get it back. She knows you two don''t get along and is deliberately trying to stir up trouble. That woman is try malicious."


    "You have a point. I''ll message her right now!"