Chapter 130 Jackson Signed the Divorce Agreement
Lillian saw that he wouldn't cooperate today and didn't want to stay any longer. She took the divorce agreement and reached for the car door handle.
Before getting out of the car, she casually said, "Mr. Frane, you care so much about Wendy and refuse to get a divorce. Aren't you afraid that I will poison the dessert and harm Wendy's child?"
She then proceeded to pull the car door handle, but her shoulder was locked by a force and violently thrown back into the seat.
She frowned, turned her head, and met Jackson's cold eyes.
"How dare you!" Jackson bellowed.
Jackson's grip on Lillian's shoulder was even a bit out of control.
The pain spread from her shoulder, but it couldn't match the pain in her heart.
However, Lillian said with a smile, "What do I dare not do? You said it yourself, I am your wife. It's proper for me to deal with your mistresses' children. Should I allow the illegitimate child to exist and make me a laughingstock for everyone in New York?"
Jackson's eyes sharpened, and the corners of his eyes twitched at her words.
"Shut up, that child is not illegitimate!"
Lillian's throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton soaked in water, unable to make a sound. She just stubbornly stared at Jackson.
The car fell into silence.
It wasn't until Jackson coldly released his hand and said, "Lillian, you are vicious. You just want to get a divorce by doing all this, right?"
Suddenly, Jackson snatched the divorce agreement from Lillian's hand. His movements were too fast, and the edge of the paper cut Lillian's palm, leaving a small wound.
"Fine, I'll sign it. Don't regret it!" he said.
He took a pen from the storage compartment, signed his name, and threw it at Lillian.
"Five million dollars, deposited monthly. Don't disgust me by taking money of unknown origin!"
Lillian was stunned and stared blankly until Jackson spoke sharply again.
"While I haven't changed my mind, get out quickly!"
Lillian snapped back to reality, grabbed the agreement, and opened the door to get out of the car.
Jackson sat in the car and looked at Lillian. She held the agreement as if she held a treasure, ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After leaving the parking lot, Lillian's footsteps gradually slowed down. Her back was covered in cold sweat, feeling exhausted as if she had just fought a battle.
She opened the divorce agreement and stared at Jackson's signature.
He signed it forcefully, even piercing the paper in two places, showing his anger.
He still cared about Wendy and her child, unwilling to let Wendy face any threats. He immediately signed when he heard she wanted to harm them.
It was so ironic.
On the top floor, in the CEO's office.
When Jackson entered, Wendy stood up from the sofa.
"Jackson, why didn't Lillian come up? I hope I didn't disturb you again. I'm sorry, I didn't know Lillian was there too."
She looked apologetic and nervous, but Jackson didn't look at her. He went straight to the desk and sat down, getting straight to the point.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Wendy naturally understood his implied meaning, if there was nothing, then leave.
She held her bag tightly, unwilling to leave like this, but she could also see that Jackson was in a bad mood.
She walked to the desk and placed a few invitations on it.
"My solo concert is the day after tomorrow. I would like to invite you and your family to come and watch. Here are the invitations."
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