"What?"
Orlando frowned. It seemed that he did not expect her to take the initiative to propose a divorce. She had just drugged him last night. What trick was she using this time?
"Are you crazy?"
Viola glanced at him coldly. She was much shorter than Orlando, but her aura was on par with his.
"Didn't you always want to divorce? You were forced to marry me by your grandpa. Now that he has passed away, no one can stop you from marrying Anaya. Don't you want Anaya to be your wife?"
Orlando pursed his lips and looked at her deeply.
Would she really be so kind as to give up the identity of Mrs. Caffrey?
There was a seriousness in her eyes, and she didn't seem to be joking. Seeing this, Orlando snorted and said coldly, "Don't regret it."
Viola sneered. She had never been so firm.
"The only thing I regret is marrying you back then."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, resolute and confident.
Orlando stared at her back for a long time.
In the past, she was always soft and cuddly when seeing him. She acted to be gentle and weak. But today, her attitude was unexpectedly tough.
Could it be that he really wronged her for what happened last night?
But if it wasn't her, who else could it be?
...
The two of them went to the court in the morning.
Viola was dressed in a set of old and ugly clothes bought from a stall, while Orlando wore a black suit from Prada Prive. It was really strange for them to stand together, and many people cast curious glances at them.
But Viola didn't care. She just wanted to end the marriage quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the heavy marriage finally came to an end.
Looking at the eyesore divorce certificate in her hand, Viola was dazed for a moment.
"Take care of yourself in the future."
A cold voice sounded. When Viola looked up again, Orlando had disappeared. He never asked or signaled her to stay, as if he had never appeared in her life.
"This is good."
She shook her head with a mocking smile.
Since he was heartless enough, they would only be strangers when they met in the future.
She came back to her senses and walked to the roadside.
Suddenly, a limited-edition extended Bentley commercial car stopped in front of her.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man with half-grey hair walked toward her under the escort of four bodyguards.
When Viola saw who it was, she raised her chin slightly. She suddenly seemed to have an innate noble temperament. "Dad really knows everything. I have just divorced, and you came."
The housekeeper, Joseph Lynch, had a flattering smile on his face. He bowed deeply to her and said, "Ms., the three-year agreement you made with your father has come to an end..."
He paused and glanced at the divorce certificate in Viola's hands.
"Looks like you failed to make Orlando fall in love with you. In that case, you should fulfill your promise and return to Salt Lake City to inherit the family business."
Viola frowned and was silent for a long time.
At the age of fifteen, she was persecuted, lost her memory, and ended up in the orphanage of Washington. Later, she happened to save Orlando's grandfather. His grandfather brought her back to the Caffrey's old house, and when she became an adult, Orlando's grandfather forced him to marry her.
Just on the night of her and Orlando's wedding, a little accident happened, and she happened to recover her memory. It was funny that at that time, she only cared about Orlando and she refused to go back with Joseph. Finally, she set this three-year agreement with her father.
It seemed that she wasted three years on a man who didn't love her. What a joke!
"Your father really misses you. Ms., please come back with me. Don't be angry with him anymore. Your father..."
"Joseph."
Viola interrupted him. Speaking of what had happened back then, she had her face turn gloomier and gloomier. "That woman is still with him. And the McGraw family won't need someone idle like me. More than that, I still have something to do in Washington. So, I won't go back."
Back then, who had caused her to lose her memory and end up in Washington? She had been secretly investigating it for the past two years and found that the person was most likely in the McGraw Group. However, she still did not know who it was.
Now that the enemy was in the dark and she was in the light, it was too dangerous to go back to the McGraw family.
Moreover, she didn't want to go back and stay with that woman.
Joseph sighed, "Your father guessed correctly. You still resent him in your heart and refuse to go back easily."
As he spoke, he respectfully took out a supreme black gold card, "This is your bank card. The 5 billion inside hasn't been used at all."
Then, he waved at the bodyguard behind him, and the bodyguard quickly handed a new contract to Viola.