Chapter 9
Chapter 9
“You’ll give me 20,000 dors? For real?”
Marshall’s eyes brightened when he heard this. To him, he could gamble all he wanted if he had 20,000
dors, and having money was everything.
Oliver stated without hesitation, “I’ll give you 20,000 dors on the spot once we get the divorce
certificate!”
“Okay, deal!” Marshall agreed cheerfully, grinning from ear to ear. Even though he looked like he was
beaten up badly, he was not seriously injured at all. All his wounds were superficial.
Anyway, his family had also pressed him to divorce Joanna, saying that she wasn’t getting pregnant.
As such, this would kill two birds with one stone for him. Not only could he get a divorce, but he could
even get a considerable sum of money from
it.
Oliver immediately helped Joanna into the Porsche 911’s front passenger seat before fastening her
seat belt. Then, he got in the convertible car, opened the roof, and looked at Marshall, who was in a
daze, with disdain. “Get in the back!”
In a trice, Marshall came to his senses and limped to get into the vehicle.
The back seat of a Porsche 911 was only there for decoration purposes, for it was unsuitable for adults
to sit on. Marshall felt very ufortable back there.
Thus,
While driving, Oliver said to Marshall, “We’ll get the marriage certificate at your ce first before
heading to City Hall.” “All right, all right. Hurry up!” Marshall was afraid that Oliver would go back on his
word and not give the former the 20,000 dors. Hence, he kept urging Oliver to be quick.
An hourter, Marshall and Joanna got divorced at City Hall.
Without saying a word, Oliver directly transferred 20,000 dors to Marshall via a QR code.
Thetter looked at the amount on his phone with a beam. After leaving City Hall, Oliver walked to his
now
ex-brother-inw and whispered, “Marshall, I’ll also offer you a separate price. I’ll give you 50,000
dors if you blind one
of your eyes, 200 thousand dors if you blind both of them, and 100 thousand dors if you cut off an
arm or a leg. It’s not a credit transaction, strictly cash. You know my number if you’re ever in need of
money.”
Taken aback, Marshall suddenly trembled and roared in anger, “You’re crazy!”
Oliver simply sneered, helped Joanna get into the Porsche 911, then drove away.
Looking at the divorce certificate in her quivering hands, Joanna couldn’t help but shed tears.
“This one year plus of marriage with Marshall has been a hell-like memory. Is it really over that easily
now, though?” she ruminated.
Joanna turned her head and gazed at Oliver, who was driving, and abruptly felt that he was no longer
the same as before.
“Where did he get the money? Oliver used to be so cautious and timid in everything he did, but he
looks so fired up and courageous now. Also, where did he get such a nice car from?” she wondered.
“Oliver, did… did you…” Joanna became worried all of a sudden and asked cautiously, “Did you… do
something illegal to make money?”
She had just escaped from Marshall’s grasp, so she didn’t want Oliver to face unnecessary troubles as
well.
Oliver smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, Jo. I won’t do bad things that vite thew. My boss insisted I
drive this car, and she gave me 10,000 dors as my base sry plusmission. I can now earn
approximately 20,000 dors a month. In addition, I made 800 thousand dors from selling jadeites
today, so Dad’s medical expenses arepletely covered!”
He was afraid that Joanna wouldn’t understand the term “stone gambling,” so he simply said he was
selling jadeites, which sounded better.
Joanna was so surprised that she gaped, saying, “Y-Your base sry is 10,000 dors, and you can
make 20,000 dors a month?” Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
‘Is this for real?
Oliver used to only make less than 1,000 dors a month in the se…