Chapter 3

Hearing my threat, Ethan's assistant immediately rushed to find him.

I gave Chloe a contemptuous look and walked straight into the conference room. Behind me, I could hear her sobbing and screaming, but none of the employees dared to help her now.

A moment later, Ethan slammed the door open. His face was dark with rage. "What the hell is wrong with you, Vivian? Chloe is just a kid! It’s just a ring, why do you have to be so incredibly petty?"

"I don't care about the ring, Ethan. But until our divorce is finalized, you better keep your little dog on a leash. If she barks at me again, don't blame me for what happens next!"

With a sharp "clack", I tossed the divorce papers onto the table. "Sign it, or I'll make the leaks public. I don't think Carter Enterprises can survive the scandal of its CEO getting exposed like this."

Ethan let out a dry laugh and sat across from me. "Vivian, trying to get my attention like this is just pathetic."

I tapped my fingers on the table. "I don't have patience for this. Sign."

Just then, Chloe came whimpering through the door, taking slow, dramatic steps.

"Ethan... it's all my fault. I'm the reason you guys are divorcing."

"Vivian, I'm so sorry. I'll leave. I'll never show my face in front of you two again."

She sobbed, turning to run out. Ethan’s face fell, and he stood up to chase after her.

I grabbed his arm firmly. "Ethan, sign the paper!"

"Or I will post the proof of her being your side chick all over Instagram right now!"

"Remember, I might not have the Carter family wealth, but you have plenty of enemies who would love to watch you fall!"

Ethan gritted his teeth. Suddenly, a gasp echoed from the hallway outside. "Oh my god, Chloe!"

Then came a loud scream. "Chloe just fell down the stairs!"

Ethan violently shook off my hand and ran out.

His precious side chick had tumbled down the stairs and was now clutching her leg, crying tears of agony.

Ethan swept her up into his arms. The sheer panic and devotion on his face were clear for everyone to see.

"Ethan, just let me go... everyone is calling me a homewrecker, I..."

"Who dares! You are not a homewrecker. You are the love of my life!"

I leaned against the conference room doorframe, holding up my phone to record their little melodrama. I smiled mockingly. "You two really are soulmates. I wonder how much the Carter Enterprises stock will drop once I post this touching video."

Ethan glared at me, his veins popping. "Vivian!"

"No need to yell, I can hear you perfectly."

"Sign the papers, or prepare to lose everything."

"You might think you're untouchable, but the life of a publicly exposed side chick won't be very fun."

"I heard she goes to Trident University. Coincidentally, so did I. I have plenty of alumni contacts."

I stared at Ethan. He knew me. He knew that once I decided to go all in, I wouldn't stop until I tore a piece of flesh right out of him.

Chloe’s face turned deathly pale. "Vivian..."

"Don't call my name. I'm an only child. My parents didn't raise a homewrecker."

Chloe burst into fresh tears. "Ethan, put me down. I’ll go. I’ll just leave!"

What a grade-A actress.

Did Ethan really not see through her? Of course he did. He just chose to ignore it.

I threw the papers onto his chest and pulled out my phone. "If you don't sign right now, I'm hitting send."

Gritting his teeth, Ethan snatched the pen and violently scribbled his signature. He threw the pen at me in rage, the black ink splashing onto the hem of my white designer dress.

"Vivian, you're going to regret this!" Ethan roared.

Without saying a word, I picked up the signed divorce papers and walked away without looking back.

Goodbye, Ethan. We are done.