My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 55 Successfully Purchased

Luke stood up and poured a glass of red wine for Michael. "You must be joking, President Idris. My darling's ex-husband didn’t give her a single penny when they got divorced. He’s as stingy as a miser. How could he have helped her?"

"He didn’t give her a single penny?" Michael looked at Sydney in surprise.

"Yep. Not only did he not give her money, but he also didn't give her a house or car either. Why don't you take pity on my darling and sell SweetHeart to her?" Luke threw an arm around Sydney's shoulder.

Sydney threw his hand off. "Don't listen to his nonsense, President Idris. It was me who didn't want anything from him."

Michael picked up his glass and was just about to say something when a couple came along from not far away, arm-in-arm.

"You're here, President Idris. Oh, Ms. Raines and Mr. Cohen are here too. What a coincidence," Lyra greeted them with a charming smile.

Luke stretched. "Unfortunately, I don’t want to see you two at all."

Lyra’s expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Mr. Cohen is as impolite as ever."

Luke clasped his hands at the back of his head and turned his chair leisurely. "I can't help it. I've always been like this to people I don't like. You just so happen to be one of them, Ms. Madden."

"You...” Lyra's face turned white.

Julien held her in his arms, the air around him growing colder.

Sydney saw his gloomy face and pulled Luke. "Alright, let’s leave it at that. Don't forget what I told you during the day."

"Don't worry, I know what I’m doing." Luke shrugged.

The image of the two leaning their heads together to talk was especially eye-piercing.

Julien let go of Lyra and looked at Michael. "President Idris, have you considered the acquisition conditions I mentioned last time?”

"I'm still considering it." Michael pointed at Sydney." Your ex-wife also wants to purchase SweetHeart and is negotiating with me. Her proposed conditions are the same as yours. I thought that you gave her the idea."

Julien's eyes flashed imperceptibly. "No. I'm determined to win your company. There's no reason for me to help someone else."

At those words, the corners of Sydney's mouth twitched and her inner doubts completely dissipated.

Yes, he did not like her. How could he help her?

Besides, anyone could think of ideas. If Julien could think of those conditions, why would Z-H be unable to think of them as well?

Julien's frown loosened when he glimpsed at the relief on Sydney’s face.

He already expected that her talking to Michael would cause her to doubt Z-H’s identity.

That was why he made this trip and said those words. It was all to dispel her doubts.

"Unfortunately, I'm also determined to win SweetHeart, President Flint.” Sydney raised her head and locked eyes with Julien.

Julien's expression did not change as he said indifferently, "Is that so? We'll have to see who President Idris chooses!”

"It goes without saying that he'll choose Skylight." Luke put his hand on the chair behind Sydney.

Lyra tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled faintly. "As far as options are concerned, Flint Corporation is the best. Skylight is already on the edge of the cliff and isn't a good choice. Don't you agree, President Idris?”

Sydney put down her glass as her expression sank." Ms. Madden, do you know what 'first come, first served ' means? This is Skylight's negotiation table, but you invited yourself here to talk bad about Skylight. Don't you think that behavior is quite unseemly?"

"Exactly." Luke sneered and looked at Julien." President Flint, your fiancee doesn’t know the rules and has committed a big taboo in the business world. Don't tell me you’re unaware of the rules as well?"

His mockery made Julien very unhappy, and he pulled Lyra away. "Let’s go."

Lyra bit her lip. "Julien... Did I do something wrong?"

“It isn't a big mistake. Just pay attention in the future.”

The two walked away together.

Luke curled his lip. "He really doesn’t have a limit when it comes to protecting Lyra."

Sydney’s heart ached, but she did not answer.

Lyra was Julien's beloved.

Who would he protect if not her?

Michael took a sip of wine. "Do you have a grudge against your ex-husband, Ms. Raines?"

Sydney regained her composure and chuckled. "I wouldn't call it a grudge, but there are some trifles. Well, let's continue our negotiations shall we, President Idris?”

Michael leaned back. "Do you remember what your ex-husband’s fiancee just said?”

"Of course." Sydney nodded. "She's right. In terms of options, it's true that we can’t compete with Flint

Corporation. However, we have an advantage that Flint Corporation can't compare with."

"Oh?"

Sydney remembered that Z-H said on WhatsApp that Michael was proud and arrogant, and the smile on her lips grew. "That’s the freedom to buy and sell. If you feel like you have money in the future and want to buy SweetHeart back, I can sell it to you at a price 30% higher than the purchase price. However, if SweetHeart is merged into Flint Corporation, do you think you'd be able to buy it back?"

Even though she had been a housewife for six years, she knew very well that Julien’s nickname in the business world was the King of Hell.

If something entered his grasp, no one would be able to take it away.

Michael finally looked moved. "It seems like such a temptation is something I really can't refuse!"

He raised his glass.

Was that a deal?

Sydney was overjoyed. It was only under Luke's nudge did she hurriedly lift her glass in return.

After finishing the wine, Michael stood up. "Well, I've made plans with my friends to soak in the hot spring, so I’ll take my leave now. I'll sign the acquisition contract after I return in two days." "Sure," Sydney suppressed her inner excitement and smiled as she responded.

Luke cupped her face, his eyes full of admiration." That was amazing, darling. Did you know? You were glowing when you were negotiating with Michael. I believe that it won't be long until you become a true domineering boss.

Sydney knocked his hand away. "Move your mouth, not your hands."

Luke covered his chest with a hurt expression. "You're too cruel, babe. How could you shun me? We grew up together."

Sydney rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to pay attention to his antics.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Luke stopped fooling around and looked at his phone." Darling, I’m going out to take a call."

“Go ahead." Sydney waved her hand.

After he left, Sydney thought of something and took out her phone. She found the avatar of a white goose and tapped into the chatroom. [Thank you for your advice.]

[Z-H: Did you succeed?]

Sydney smiled and quickly typed: [Yep. You said that Michael was proud and arrogant, so I deliberately used the freedom to buy and sell to motivate him. He was finally tempted.]

With Michael's personality, he would not go to his parents to ask for money, and he lost SweetHeart. Thus, it would probably take a long time for him to earn three times the selling price.

By that time, Skylight might have regained its glory. Even if SweetHeart was bought back by Michael, Skylight would not suffer a loss.

[Z-H: Congratulations.]

[SydneyRaines: Thank you. I wouldn't have succeeded so quickly if it weren't for your advice. Why don't I buy you dinner?]

She regretted those words the moment she sent them.

What happened that night was still fresh in her mind.

How awkward would it be if they met?

On the other side, in the hotel room, Julien was sitting on the sofa wearing a black bathrobe. His legs were folded as his dark eyes looked at the phone. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Dinner?

Julien pursed his lips. [No need.]

Sydney sighed in relief when she saw the response. [ Okay. Talk to you next time.]

[Z-H: Ok.]

Sydney had just closed the app when Luke came back. "Babe, let’s go to the hot spring.”

Sydney's eyes lit up. "Sure. I haven't been to one in a

long time."

After marrying Julien, she had given up all her fun and games. She had forgotten what it felt like to soak in a hot spring.

"Then let’s go." Luke took her hand and went straight to the hot spring.