She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 562: I Am Your Director's Father

So, did he have to thank her for this "honor"?

Even after being humiliated like this, Teagan didn't turn around and storm off.

Jane, of course, knew the purpose of his visit. She straightforwardly stated her demand.

Very simple, she wanted Teagan and Nora to break off the engagement.

Upon hearing this, Teagan's heart leapt with joy. He believed that the woman still had feelings for him.

As long as that was the case, he could regain his shares. So, he readily agreed to Jane's request, grasping her hand with deep affection, saying, "It's not a problem, Jane, trust me. Nora had a miscarriage, and from now on, I won't see her again. We will have our own child as well."

A child?

Internally, Jane ridiculed his unfounded confidence.

She had already undergone a sterilization procedure; it was impossible for her to become pregnant. And even if he wanted a child, it wouldn't be his.

"Alright, I'll wait for you to break off the engagement with Nora first," she said.

"I have some matters to attend to, so you can leave first."

Before she finished speaking, Jane heartlessly issued an eviction order, driving Teagan out of her office.

Teagan took a deep breath, trying hard not to get angry, but his tightly clenched fist betrayed his true emotions.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand, thick and sinewy, with muscles knotted.

"Alright, Jane, just wait for me. Tomorrow morning, I'll show you my actions and determination."

Outside the door, an annoying male voice came, but Jane paid no attention, lowering her head to focus on the documents and immersing herself in work. Hospital.

The glaring lights formed a white halo in front of Nora's eyes and kept expanding.

Nora was awakened by a loud and piercing conversation in her ears.

The loud and sharp voice was unmistakably her mother, Malaya. "Look at this child, what has she become now? It's all your fault, insisting on the marriage alliance with the Parry family!"

George held a cigarette in his mouth and spoke in a low and muffled voice, weakly saying, "Who knew the Parry family would suddenly go bankrupt? It's fortunate that I sold the shares quickly this time; otherwise, the Lawrence family would also suffer."

"And you still have the nerve to speak! You suddenly sold the shares, making it difficult for us to actively propose breaking off the engagement. Nora had a miscarriage now, and Teagan is using this as leverage, refusing to compensate us."

"He can't evade giving compensation since the child is his. By the way, I heard that his ex-girlfriend Jane had hooked up with Master Vincent, I don't know if it's true or not."

Upon hearing this, Malaya became interested, her eyes brightening.

"Where did you hear this news? Is it reliable?"

George furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't know, but... Jane indeed bought 90% of the Parry Group's shares.

While the two argued, Sean on the side squinted his eyes and yawned.

His college entrance exams were over, and he had a three-month vacation. Every day, he stayed up late playing games and slept heavily during the day.

Dark circles had formed under his eyes, deepening the eye sockets.

He looked utterly listless, resembling those drug addicts.

He didn't show any interest in his parents' bickering until his gaze fell on the woman lying unconscious on the hospital bed, making him freeze for a second. A soft sigh escaped his lips.

In a low voice, he murmured, "I told you that pretty boy was unreliable, but you just wouldn't believe me."

And they said he wasn't a match for Mikaela, yet Mikaela hadn't abandoned him, while that pretty boy, Teagan, broke the engagement first.

The college entrance exam results had already come out, and Mikaela was admitted to Akloit College based on her excellent grades.

And yet, Sean, an underachiever, failed to even get into a second-tier university, he was left with no choice but to reluctantly enroll in a junior college. George chose the business administration major for him, planning for Sean to pursue it first while he went to plead with Cheyenne.

He wanted to find a way for Sean to also get into Akloit College.

The Foley family, who had influence over Akloit College, and Layne, being an honorary professor there, were the key people who could help.

However...

George couldn't muster the courage to face them.

Ever since they moved out of the villa, he hadn't seen Cheyenne in almost half a year.

He had read a few news articles

praising her. The more he read, the more regretful he became about easily agreeing to move out of the villa. Otherwise, when talking about Cheyenne, he would proudly show off to everyone saying, "This is my daughter."

But reality hit him hard. His pride and joy, Nora, ended up unmarried and pregnant, lying on a hospital bed after an unfortunate abortion.

The white sheets accentuated her almost translucent complexion, devoid of any color, making her look delicate and pitiable.

He sighed with a touch of emotion, suddenly stood up, and said, "It's stifling in here. I'm going out for a walk."

"Where are you going? Nora hasn't woken up yet. What if she gets hungry when she wakes up? Can you bring back some porridge on your way?"

She yelled loudly behind George, not knowing if the man in the distance heard her. He didn't answer her either.

George didn't go far. He paced back and forth in the corridor, hesitating for a long time. At last, he mustered the courage to grab a passing nurse, smiling warmly as he asked, "Excuse me, can you tell me where the

director's office is?"

The nurse, thinking he was a visitor for a patient, replied, "If you have any questions, you can ask me or the attending physician directly. The director is very busy and may not be able to meet you personally."

Upon hearing this, George realized the nurse had misunderstood him. He reassured her, patting his chest and proudly said, "No, I'm not here to seek treatment. I am the father of your director, and I came to see my daughter."

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The nurse carefully examined the middle-aged man before her, who was slightly overweight and in his fifties, but saw no resemblance to the director in his features. Perhaps the director resembled her mother.

Just in case he really was the director's father, she didn't want to offend him by stopping him from entering.

Better safe than sorry, so the nurse decided to guide George. "Follow me, I'll take you there."

"Alright, thank you."

They walked towards the left side of the staircase, where there was an elevator at the end.

Fourth floor.

Cheyenne's office was right in the middle.

"This is it, Dr. Lawrence's office. You can go in by yourself."

The nurse smiled and turned away.

As George reached the door, he could hear a commotion inside!

"First Blood!"