Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 650 The Therapist of Daniel
She leisurely took out a white porcelain jar from her handbag, revealing a cruel smile. "Is this what you're looking for?"
This time, Kaliyah has victory in her grasp.
Sure enough, she saw Ainsley's hand instantly drop as he called for security.
Ainsley's expression suddenly turned icy cold, and she narrowed her eyes. "I knew it was you who took it! Give it back to me!"
The item in Kaliyah's hand was her father's urn, and she had no right to touch it.
"You just wouldn't stop provoking me, forcing me to resort to this. Ainsley, I have your father's ashes in my hands. Release my
father first!* She proudly raised the urn with a triumphant look on her face.
Ainsley’s pupils unconsciously shrank, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
’Kaliyah, do you even know what you're doing?" Her tone was bone- chillingly cold.
Kaliyah waved the urn again, angrily saying, "Ainsley, I advise you to watch your words. The urn is in my hands, and if I'm not
careful, it could break!"
She mustered up her courage and continued, "I'm not here to negotiate with you! You better release my father immediately, and
also agree to one condition of mine. Otherwise, I'll smash this urn right away! It will shatter as soon as it hits the ground!"
She almost forgot what Daniel had asked her to do. If she didn’t get it, Daniel would definitely not let her off the hook.
However, since Ainsley cares so much about her father, she will definitely plead with her, agreeing to any conditions she sets.
Sure enough, she didn't even have to wait a few minutes before Ainsley eagerly said, "I agree."
Even though those eyes were filled with darkness and carried the urge to strangle her.
In fact, before she uttered those words, she had imagined Ainsley's response countless times, wildly rushing towards her, without
any hesitation.
To Kaliyah's surprise, none of the scenarios she had imagined came to fruition. She looked at Ainsley with confusion, wondering,
"That's it? You just agreed like that?"

Ainsley's face was expressionless as she reached out her hand. "Give me the urn first."
‘First, let my dad go!" Kaliyah put down the jar, still tightly gripping it in her hand.
Ainsley swiftly took out her phone and dialed a number. "Release that person, right now."
The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, and before they had a chance to ask any questions, the call
was disconnected.
Ainsley looked at Kaliyah and said, "Now you can give me the urn."
' No way! I said you have to release my dad. You must come with me to the police station and make sure he gets out. Only then
will I give you the ashes."
Who knows if Ainsley will change their mind halfway through.
Ainsley glanced at Kaliyah's face, 'Sure.'
In just an hour, Bryan was able to come out.
After waiting patiently, Ainsley looked at the smug face and asked, "Can you give it to me now?*
' No way! I haven't seen anyone yet!" Kaliyah quickly pulled back her hand.
A chill flashed in Ainsley's eyes as she said coldly, 'You've already had your way, don't push your luck."
*You!’ Kaliyah was about to refuse when she saw Bryan coming out of the room.
Bryan's footsteps were unsteady, and his face was pale.
He saw Ainsley's eyes widen, "How is it you? You're the one who got me thrown in jail?"
In a fit of rage, he wanted to charge forward, but Ainsley looked at him mockingly. "Do you want to go back in already? Haven't
had enough time in the station?"
'Get lost! What on earth did I do to offend you?” Bryan thought about being dragged to the police station today, and it made him
so angry that he gritted his teeth.
He endured endless torment, all because of her.

Ainsley didn't bother responding to him. She looked at Kaliyah and said, ’Give me the ashes."
’Alright, you're begging me, huh?" Her eyes were filled with madness.
’Kaliyah, aren't you celebrating too soon? With all the things your father has done, any one of them could land him back in
trouble, and you're not exactly innocent either, are you? Maybe I should take this opportunity to send both of you in together."
'How dare you!" She hugged the urn tightly, frightened.
Bryan looked at the white porcelain jar in surprise, "Kaliyah, what is this?"
’Dad, these are Jake Easton's ashes," Kaliyah suddenly remembered Daniel's request and quickly added, "I can give them to
you, but you have to agree to one condition."
‘What are the conditions?" A dangerous glint appeared in Ainsley's eyes.
’Be Daniel's therapist," Kaliyah said with a playful smile, pulling out an agreement from her bag. The content of the agreement
was to treat Daniel's psychological issues.
Ainsley mocked with a laugh, "I get it now, he’s the one who taught you this, right?"
Kaliyah retorted, "It's all the same, I also want to see how uncomfortable you feel staying by Daniel's side."
Ainsley showed no fear and said coldly, "I agree. You can tell him that if he wants me to be his therapist, he should first figure out
how not to be influenced by me."
She decisively signed her own name and then tossed it to Kaliyah.
'What? What are you talking about? If you dare to do that, aren't you afraid of being rejected by the psychological community?"
Kaliyah asked, somewhat puzzled.
Ainsley approached her, and while Kaliyah was in a daze, she placed her hand on the jar.
'So, what's the big deal?" She confidently pulled out the white porcelain jar.
Kaliyah was momentarily stunned by what she said, and it was only after the jar slipped from her hand that she reacted,
immediately reaching out to grab it.

’Get lost!’ Ainsley took a step back and shook off the hand that reached out to her.
Kaliyah fell to the ground after being pushed. "Ainsley! How dare you push me!"
Ainsley looked down at Kaliyah, her face expressionless. To her, Kaliyah was nothing more than a mere clown.
’You really don't know what's good for you.’
Kaliyah got up from the ground, raising her hand, ready to strike down.
' Aren't you afraid?"
What? Kaliyah was taken aback. What was she talking about? What was I afraid of?
Kaliyah's face turned pale, but she just couldn't bring herself to strike. Ainsley’s gaze was simply too cold and piercing.
She heard the cold voice say, "This is a police station, you know. If you hit me, there's no need to bother calling the police. You
can just deal with this and your previous issues all at once. Who knows when you'll be able to get out next time. Of course, don't
forget, you don't have any ashes in your hands right now. Once you're in, it's uncertain whether you'll be able to save yourself or
not."
’You!" Kaliyah's eyes were red with anger, her hand raised in front of Ainsley, but she just couldn't bring herself to strike.
Ainsley didn't want to pay her any more attention, "This matter isn't over today."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the door.
"Ainsley! Don't you dare leave!" Kaliyah angrily shouted, rushing over and grabbing her clothes.
Ainsley completely ignored her and walked away without any hesitation.
Watching Ainsley walk away, Kaliyah stomped her foot in annoyance, while Bryan's face also showed displeasure.
In the car, Ainsley placed the urn on the passenger seat, her expression somewhat relaxed.
She stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away. The traffic surged on the road, while Ainsley skillfully maneuvered her
way through it.

Ainsley walked into the cemetery, cradling the urn in their arms, while Matteo and Manuel had been waiting there for quite some
time.