Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 636 Transaction Completed
Becky noticed Bryan's condition and immediately held him up. "Bryan, what happened to you?"
When Kaliyah heard that, she hurriedly wiped her tears and held Bryan as well. "Dad, what's wrong?"
Bryan finally calmed down. "Y-You must do as I said this time!"
Kaliyah looked at Bryan's gray sideburns, and her eyes reddened again. She nodded frantically. "Okay, I'll sign! I'll sign!”
Kaliyah took a felt-tip pen from the table and signed her name on the divorce agreement with trembling hands.
When Kaliyah finished signing, she could not hold the felt-tip pen, and the pen fell to the ground.
"I've signed it." Tears rolled down Kaliyah’s cheeks as she returned to her room. She had nothing to do with Cason anymore.
The next day, Bryan went to the Baldry Group again with the divorce agreement.
That time, the receptionist did not stop him but let him in directly.
Bryan went all the way to Cason's office unobstructed. The former could not help but lament that he did not get the respect he
deserved when he was the latter's father-in-law. However, after Kaliyah and Cason divorced, he could come and go without
hindrance.
Bryan placed the divorce agreement before Cason. "I've brought the divorce agreement. When will you honor your promise to
me?"
Cason opened the agreement and took a look at it. Kaliyah’s name was indeed signed. He smiled and made a phone call to
make some arrangements.
Bryan heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
Walking out of the Baldry Group, Bryan turned around to look at the entire Baldry Group. Perhaps he would never go there
again.
Cason held the agreement in his hand and was not very happy.
Coincidentally, Kaitlin walked in. "Cason, I saw the old rogue of the Packer family came just now. Where is he?"

"He left after delivering this." Cason pointed to the document on the table.
"Wow! She really did sign it." Kaitlin was so excited that she glanced at the document several times.
"Cason, Mom will be so happy if you show it to her.' Kaitlin took a deep look at Cason. "You got the divorce papers. Why are you
unhappy?"
"What's there to be happy about? I've been preparing for it for a long time," Cason said.
Kaitlin nodded. "You're right."
Kaitlin threw the agreement back on the table and locked arms with Cason. "Cason, let's go home. It's time to get off work."
"Okay." Cason stood up, followed Kaitlin, and left.
In the interrogation room, the policewoman spread out the interrogation notes and stared coldly at the woman sitting on the
interrogation chair in panic.
Of course, Irene was afraid. She did not know how much they had investigated. Plus, it was about the car accident and Glenn.
Irene immediately understood who wanted to deal with her. There was no one else but Ainsley. But why did Glenn suddenly
change his testimony? It must be Ainsley's conspiracies and plots.
Irene found it unbearable to accept the blows that came one after another. She looked at the policewoman with a furious
expression. "What's that expression of yours? I've not been convicted yet! I'm going to file a complaint against you!"
Irene's frantic voice was not frightening. The policewoman only felt annoyed.
The documents the policewoman was holding were Mary and Dana's retrial information.
The policewoman said with a trembling voice, "Irene, the witness to the car accident at Myrtle Street had filled in his testimony.
Based on the evidence we collected, you’re suspected of intentional homicide. You plotted the attempted sexual assault at
Rulina Villa Area and intentional physical assault, led the case at PineMist Island, and were involved in multiple kidnapping
cases."
Irene's heart sank, and she looked at the policewoman incredulously. "Impossible! You're lying to me. Shouldn't that person be
dead? He's not dead yet?"

A look of disgust appeared on the policewoman's face. "Who is that person, Irene?"
"The person who shot the video," Irene replied indifferently.
"Didn't you just say that the man should be dead? Does that mean you already know he’ll die? Are you very sure that he'll die?"
The policewoman narrowed her eyes slightly.
Irene gulped and stammered, "l-l didn't say that. I don't know what you're talking about."
The policewoman also did not want to talk nonsense with such a ruthless person. "Now the witnesses and evidence are
gathered. You can't get out of here anymore, Irene. People always have to pay for what they did. Or, you can choose to take the
initiative to confess."
Irene averted her gaze in panic. "Confess what? I didn't do anything. I don't need to confess anything."
Irene turned her head forcefully and refused to look at the policewoman. She would never admit defeat.
Irene looked at the wall in agony in the detention room and fell into a daze. If Grandpa is awake, he maybe will find a way to
save me. But Grandpa is unconscious now, so he doesn't even know what happened to me. I feel so hopeless now. Samuel
won't help me, let alone Manuel.
Irene felt like her life was over. Thinking of those things, she could not stop shivering, and her fear was magnified infinitely. She
had not felt that way a few days ago, but now she knew she could not get out of that door after she entered.
Those pieces of evidence were complete, so she had no chance to emancipate herself at all.
Before Irene was taken away, she told Bailey to settle Henry but did not know why the latter failed to do so.
The sound of high heels clicking on the ground was exceptionally clear and loud. Irene turned around and saw Ainsley and the
policewoman standing together and looking at her.
Irene immediately turned her back and covered her face with her two hands.
Ainsley walked over and chuckled. "Why are you hiding?"
"Don't be too happy! Ainsley, I know you're here to laugh at me, but I'm telling you, I haven’t lost yet. I won't lose!"

"Oh? Really? Then, who else can you rely on?" The corner of Ainsley's mouth curled into a smile.
Irene did not want to be outdone. "Don't think that you can really control everything. Don't forget there're people you don't know
from above controlling the situation. Once they think you’re a threat, they'll eliminate you."
Ainsley laughed and replied, "Since you described it in detail, could it be that you know the person?"
"Of course, I don't know. The person behind this will never expose oneself. Don't tell me you don't even understand this theory.
Ainsley, you can tackle me, but don't go too far."
Ainsley gently clasped the iron railing that blocked their way, releasing a clear and crisp sound. "I don't need you to care about
me. But I think, if the court considers joinder of punishment for plural crimes, you won't be able to walk out of here for the rest of
your life."
Irene stared at Ainsley with hatred in her eyes. "I knew it. From the beginning, it was you who did everything. You worked so
hard. You were so busy looking for Mrs. Conway, Dana, and Glenn. It must have been hard for you. Oh, right! I forgot that you
saved that damned Henry from the assassin."
Assass/n?Ainsley frowned slightly. She knew Manuel's subordinate found Henry but was clueless that an assassin was involved.
Ainsley said nothing. She just looked at Irene silently, not bothering to say a word.
"Why aren't you talking? Answer me!" Irene could not help but throw a tantrum.
Ainsley chuckled and answered, "I was just thinking that you should talk more if you want to. After all, you will be in prison in a
few days. I don't know if we'll have the chance to see each other again.