“Kylie, in the six years I was gone, you stopped loving me, remarried, fine, I won’t blame you.”
“But what did my daughter ever do wrong? What gave you the right to treat her like this?”
Kylie’s expression instantly darkened, her voice filled with mockery.
“Ariana is also my daughter. How I treat her is none of your business. You have no right to lecture me, Brody. Now that you’re back, let’s settle the divorce.”
The crowd stirred in shock.
“That guy’s actually President Jones’s husband?”
“Husband? That was a lifetime ago. Everyone knows she’s married to Young Master Velez now, and they already have a kid.”
“With how much Young Master Velez adores her, this guy’s done for. If he falls into Velez’s hands, he’ll beg for death.”
I blocked out all the noise around me and drew in a deep breath.
“Fine. But I have two conditions.”
“Kid, don’t tell me you’re eyeing President Jones’s massive company and planning to make some outrageous demands?”
Before Kylie could say a word, Tanner cut in again with a mocking tone.
“I suggest you drop that thought. Or you’ll choke to death on your own greed.”
I simply gave him a cold glance, then turned back to Kylie.