Getting My Ex-wife Back

“You only have one way to go now, that is to work with me. The victors make history. If we work together and have the power on our hands, everyone will have to follow us. No one will be able to stop us,” Aria gave a confident smile and said.

Work with her? Power? Norton knew what she was after and he could not help but shudder.

No, he could not be involved with her again. He would be ruining himself if he continued. Besides, it was such an immoral thing to do.

“Don’t you want the inheritance right to Richards Manor? After this incident, it’s impossible for you to retain your position in the Finance Department. I doubt that Vivian will give you the inheritance right either. Have you ever thought about your future?” Her eyes grew icy as she stared at him, asking in a chilly voice.

She thought that he was dumb and she could make no use of this idiot. She had found him to be scheming and manipulative. She did not expect that when something happened, he would give up and be a coward. Although she despised him, she still had to use him, hence there was no other way. She would have to use some threats as negotiation.

The muscles on Norton’s face twitched. He remained silent, unwilling to deal with her.

“Well then, I heard an amazing news that Trevor’s recovering. Fast,” she leaned close to his ear and whispered.

“What? Trevor is getting better?” He panicked and the glass in his hands dropped.

“That’s right.” She grinned eerily and continued in a displeased tone, “Why are you panicking? He’s just recovering, at least he can’t speak for now.”

Norton was absolutely dumbstruck by the news as he sat in a daze.

If Trevor woke up, wouldn’t the truth of what happened three years ago be revealed? If that was the case, Vivian would never forgive him and it was most likely that he would be kicked out of Richards Group. All his assets… and the right of inheritance would all be gone. This was the rule set by Old Master Richards before his death. All the properties would fall into Hansen’s hands.

How hateful this was! How could this happen?

Hansen’s life was such a smooth ride. He envied that.

His eyes started to turn red and his hands began to tremble.

“What are you worried about? It’s not too late. As long as you cooperate with me, we can fix this.” Aria was amused when she saw Norton’s cowardly expression. Satisfied, she said lightly.

“What do you need my help with?” he eventually asked after a long time. He also understood why she had bailed him out of jail. Sure enough, nothing came without cost.

“Don’t worry, we’ll discuss the plan step by step.” She smiled when he finally agreed.

“What kind of plan?” he could not wait and asked curiously.

“It’s very simple. I want to be the Young Madam of the Richards family. We drive Jenna out of Richards Manor and let Vivian take back her inheritance rights. As for you, I will keep your position as long as Jenna is gone. Only after then will everything run smooth. At that time, won’t everything of the Richards family be ours? Once Vivian is gone, all her rights and title will belong to the two of us. Although Hansen and I will have more, rest assured, we’re family and I won’t treat you any less. You’ll still be the high and mighty Mr. Norton of the Finance Department. Your past will be squeaky clean, everyone will still admire and respect you. Sounds good?” Aria prompted, her words coated with sugar.

Did Aria want to get rid of Jenna? Jenna’s beautiful face appeared in Norton’s mind and his heart throbbed. He has made a mistake against her. If he did such a thing again, would he deserve to be human?

“When you have all the power and the money, she’ll be weak and helpless with no one to rely on. If you’re willing to shower her with money, maybe she’ll fall into your arms right away.” Aria could guess his thoughts and persuaded, “If you don’t get rid of her, everything in the Richards family will belong to her in the future. Think about it, once she has all the power, can you still have her? That’ll be impossible. Hansen is also madly in love with her. As long as she stays in Richards Manor, you have absolutely no chance. Besides, only if she disappears will everything be better.”

His heart was in chaos. Aria had seen through him and her words rang true. When he met Jenna in the visiting room, everything he told her was sincere from his heart. If he had to hurt her this time, could he really do it? Could he bear to do it?Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

They had conflicting interests. Did he have to do this for his future?

“Aria, let me think about it,” he spoke with difficulty, his heart utterly conflicted. If it was not a last resort, he really did not want to do it.

“You can take your time but we can’t wait until Trevor can speak. We have to deal with him first,” Aria reminded him, her gaze vicious.

Norton nodded. A thousand thoughts were on his mind.

New Year’s Eve was approaching and spring cleaning has begun in Richards Manor. Everyone was busy.

Just after having breakfast, Meroy walked over and pulled Jenna to a corner. She whispered, “Grandma called you over.”

“Me?” Jenna asked strangely, “Meroy, what does Grandma want to see me for?”

Meroy smiled. “Don’t worry, she just wants to talk to you. She’s a bit secretive at times, I can’t figure her too.”

“Okay.” Jenna nodded and followed her.

Red, white, and yellow plum blossoms bloomed in Ink Garden. Jenna stared at the dazzling plum blossoms and felt her heartbeat quickened.

That year, she had accompanied her father here to meet Vivian. The scene looked just like this. The plum blossoms in the garden were in full bloom, and among the colors, she saw a dashing figure playing the flute in the garden. Her heart had trembled at the sight.

Perhaps it was these d*mn feelings that had guided her and made her slowly fall into this trap disguised with affection.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure among the plum blossoms caught her eyes.

There stood a young and beautiful girl, wearing a short lacquer skirt and a fashionable red blazer.

Jenna’s eyes landed on her.

Who was she? She was puzzled for the fact that she had never seen her in Richards Manor before.

“Young Madam, she’s Sabrina Delia,” Meroy smiled as she explained when she caught Jenna’s eyes looking at her.

Sabrina Delia? Jenna tried her best to think of the name in her memories. It sounded a bit familiar but she could not remember who it was.

“You’ve never met her, she’s Mr. Norton’s fiancée,” Meroy explained with a smile.

The woman was plucking the plum blossoms off one by one intently. She was eye-catching from a distance, looking like a dancing butterfly.

Norton’s fiancée!

Who was she? Was she Sabrina Delia, daughter of General Delia of the militia in Capital City?

Jenna was stupefied and looked towards her again.

She was such a young and beautiful girl, holding the flowers in her hands while anticipating for love. Did she know what happened to Norton?

Norton’s face in the visiting room that day flashed across Jenna’s mind and she sighed slightly in her heart.

Vivian was lying on the couch with her sparse white hair neatly combed. When she saw Jenna coming in, she beckoned to her with a smile on her face.

“Hello, Grandma,” Jenna stepped forward and greeted her politely.

Vivian took her dainty hands and smiled.

“Jenna, come here, let’s have a talk.” She was trembling.

Jenna was nervous but she also felt dejected.

Vivian was probably going to speak on behalf of Norton. Sabrina even came here, it was obvious.

She stood still, her heart heavy.

“Jenna, is your mother getting better?” Vivian raised her cloudy eyes and asked caringly.

Jenna knew that she was going to beat around the bush, asking about Sara’s condition before getting to the point. She replied with a faint smile, “Grandma, thanks for asking. Mom’s operation was successful and she’s getting better now.”

“That’s good, that’s good,” Vivian repeated in excitement. She then asked seriously, “Is Hansen taking care of her well as a son-in-law should be?”

“Yes, he treats her very well,” Jenna had her small smile and replied plainly.

“It would be nice if he had acted this way in the past.” Vivian sighed heavily.

Jenna lowered her gaze and said nothing.

“Jenna, I know we have wronged you and I know you have hatred in your heart, but rest assured, time will make it clear for you. I believe Hansen will give you a fair answer,” Vivian comforted as she noticing Jenna’s hardened expression. Her heart ached. She must hate the Richards family. Although she did not say anything of it, Vivian felt it clearly.

Perhaps only later she would understand her painstaking efforts.

“Meroy, go get my things,” Vivian turned her head and said to Meroy.

Meroy agreed and walked out.

Her things? Was Vivian going to give her something again? Jenna thought.

Jenna’s heart was beating in her ears. She really could not accept anything from Vivian anymore. Compared with these, Javon’s life was more important. Up to this moment, she never thought of forgiving Norton. She would give up the wealth Vivian had offered her but she did not say so to not hurt her feelings. She was waiting for an opportunity. As she once said, she would bring justice to Javon, no matter who killed him.

This was the minimum fairness and justice that no money could buy.

While she was thinking about it, she saw Meroy coming over with a red box and placed it on Vivian’s lap.

Vivian opened the box with her shaking hands. There were accounting files inside as well as a few large sets of keys, door cards, and some more.

What was this?

Jenna guessed as she saw Vivian waving at her, beckoning to her to come forward.

She took a cautious step forward and stood still.