I signed the divorce agreement and walked out without a single glance back.
Outside the Fanning estate, I pulled out my phone and dialed a number. "Has my Uncle Kelvin's overseas inheritance been settled?"
A respectful voice answered on the other end, "The preliminary assessment is complete. Mr. Harington's estate is so vast, it will take about a month to organize in full."
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"Gael, if you step out of this house today, don't you dare ever come back!" Keira's furious voice came from behind me.
Keanu stepped forward with a show of concern, his tone full of false remorse. "Mr. Harington, you can't divorce President Fanning over such a trivial matter! It's my fault; if I hadn't been careless, none of this would have happened."
He even managed to put on a pitiful, wronged expression, like a man unjustly accused.
Keira's voice softened for him. "This isn't your fault. You didn't deliberately put that needle in his pajamas. He's just overreacting and wrongly blaming you."