The Mind-Reading CEO Refuses To Divorce

he had transmigrated. She was no longer in the real world, but trapped inside a trashy billionaire novel she had read before falling aslee

ared gentle and understanding on the surface, but in reality, she constantly sowed discord between Georgia and Garrett. Unable to endure her husband's coldness and the green tea sister's provocations,

an ordinary office worker, she had zero interest in getting tangled up in their toxic love triangle. Since Garrett had no feelings for the original Georgia anyway, she decided to grab a massive fortune in alimony as compensation fo

mother-in-law Ivy to spy on her, stood in the doorway. Ivy despised Georgia's ordinary background and constantly pushed Garrett

waiting downstairs. St

tongue, dropped her shoulders, and smooth

right dow

n on her heel, her heels clicking lo

hung on the racks. Georgia wrinkled her nose in disgust. To survive until the divorce payout, she had to play

hands neatly over her stomach. She walked down the spiral staircase at a measured p

of three years, stood with his back to her. His attitude toward her had always bee

ehind him, holding her breath

urning around, his long fingers swipin

cing a tremor into her voice. "I am sorry,

tion tightening his jaw. He stepped forward, his tall frame towering over her. Without warni

s voice dripping with absolute indifference. "Our three-year contract is alm

hers, a loud, snappy female voic

o grab my alimony and run far away from you and my soon-to-be-found g

the room. He looked down at the meek woman in front of him.

a ghost? Did he forget to take his meds?

eed with him was actually cursing him out? He stared intensely at her tightly sealed lips. She w

eyes, a strange thought forming in his head. She must be playing hard to get. Know

Gorge Oliver, walked briskly through the f

r agreements are read

from Gorge and signed his name, treating Georgia like part of the furniture. Georgia stared at his Platinum Patek Ph

d, handing the folder back. "And have them draft

beat. She forced watery panic into her eyes and

t? Did I do something wrong? P

at her, his lip curl

e act, G

g her cheek so hard it hurt, desperate to stop herself from grinning. ("Y

ack coffee onto the glass table. Garrett picked up the cup and to

immediately, reaching ou

he kitchen bre

shoulder back, dodg

t touc

cup down, adjusted his diamond cufflinks, and

, in the backseat of his idling car, Garrett rubbed his throbbing temples. He was certain he had heard