Chapter 301

Grace had made up her mind to destroy everything, even if it meant her own demise. She would never let them, the adulterous couple, have their way. Susan couldn't bear to see such an outcome.

"It's not what you think. I only sought him out for Oliver's sake, to ask for his bone marrow."

Caleb interrupted Susan's explanation, "Let's get a divorce."

With her neck marked by his grip, Grace was on the verge of an explosion. "Say it again?"

"I've made myself clear, and you heard me. My lawyer will be in touch," Caleb replied.

"Caleb, how dare you? Caleb, stop! I'll make sure you never see your daughter again, Caleb!"

Ignoring Grace's shouts, Caleb led Susan to the car.

"Grace..." The bodyguards cautiously approached Grace, but she pushed them away, cursing, "Get lost, you bunch of useless people!" She would never agree to a divorce.

In the car, Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched. Susan, feeling uneasy, looked at him several times before asking, "You're not really considering a divorce, are you?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

"You're just angry..."

"I'm not. I've thought about divorcing her more than ten thousand times during that absurd marriage," Caleb said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his gaze dark.

"It's just that this time, I've reached a point where I must make a decision."

"But..."

"I can't continue living with a mad woman."

"Her actions were excessive, but from her perspective, she misunderstood our relationship and wanted to protect her family. As a woman and a mother, I can understand..."

"If it were you, would you treat a child that way?"

Susan shook her head. "People are different, and I can only understand her mindset."

"She's not a normal person at all. She doesn't even have the most basic moral standards. How can I continue to live with her?"

Susan's lips moved, but she was speechless. Yes, if the roles were reversed, she would also be driven insane.

"Anyway, she is the mother of your child. You can't bear to be apart from your daughter..."

"I can't bear it, but I can't let my daughter grow up to be like her, either. I will fight for custody."

Susan was shocked and instinctively exclaimed, "That's too cruel. You'll be killing her..."

If someone tried to take Oliver away, even if it was Caleb, Susan would fight to the death. For a mother, her child was her life, and what he wanted to do to Grace was ruthless.

"I can't let Candy grow up with such a mother."

"Caleb, calm down..."

"I'm calm now. I've been hesitating all along, and Grace made the decision for me. You don't need to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind."

Caleb's eyes were sharp, with a hint of cruelty. Susan was in a state of confusion.

However, what right did she have to advise him?

"It's up to you. Just don't involve Oliver and me," Susan said. "Caleb, please remember one thing, even if you get divorced, there's no possibility between us."

Caleb thought, 'As long as I don't give up, I can turn the impossible into possible.'

At the Design Department of Brightness Design Company.

"Layla, how was your Christmas?"

"Was it fun to attend the Christmas banquet with Levi?"

"It's the grandest event in the city, right? Are there any celebrities?"

"Did all four major families attend? Did you meet them all?"

A group of colleagues surrounded Layla, gossiping, making it difficult for her to focus on her work.

"It was okay," Layla replied casually. The glass door was pushed open with force, and Fanny, with a long face, walked in briskly, kicked a chair, and slammed her bag on the table, deliberately making a loud noise.

"Fanny, good morning," someone greeted her, only to receive a cold stare in return.

"Layla, tell us, was it fun?"

"Did you see any celebrities?"

Fanny sneered, "She thinks attending a banquet makes her a big shot? She's overestimating herself. I've attended so many banquets, did I show off? She's just attended once, and she can't wait to let the whole world know. How petty"

"Fanny, that's not fair. The banquets you attended before were not as grand as the Christmas banquet held by the Sheeran Group."

"Exactly, it's the most prestigious banquet in the entire city, attended by all the upper-class people."

"Are you saying I'm not as good as her?" Fanny stood up angrily, but the next second, she laughed, and sarcastically said, "That's true. When it comes to using beauty for benefits, I can't compare to her, let alone landing the deal through physical allure."

"That's going too far," someone defended Layla. "You don't have to throw dirt on her like that."

"Layla has worked at the Holland Group."

"She was fired by the Holland Group," Fanny corrected, "Layla, there are some things that we all know in our hearts, but there's no need to bring them to light. I'm giving you face, so you better keep a low profile, or else... hmph."

"Say whatever you want." Layla looked at her indifferently, unafraid of unjust accusations.

Fanny's insinuations made it seem as if she had really done something.

"You think I won't say it? Don't give me a reason to speak."

"Go ahead."

"Don't stop halfway." Some colleagues, with a sense of watching a good show, deliberately provoked Fanny, hoping she would reveal a "big scandal."

Since Fanny was going to say it anyway, this "war" couldn't be avoided, so Layla simply said, "Go ahead."

"You climbed into Joseph's bed at the Sheeran Group, and that's how you got the deal. Everyone at the Sheeran Group knows about it, including Joseph's wife."

A dozen pairs of eyes all turned to Layla.

This was a "big scandal"!

"Fanny, stop blabbering nonsense."

"Yeah, do you have any evidence?"

"It's baseless. You can't spread rumors like that."

In fact, they were hoping Fanny would provide evidence. They were already dissatisfied with Layla, who landed a big deal as a newcomer. If they found out she used such means, they could achieve mental balance, and Layla's reputation at Brightness Design Company would also be tarnished, which was what they all wanted to see.

"Am I spreading rumors? Joseph's wife told me herself, she even asked me who the bitch Layla was to climb into her husband's bed, and scolded her for being shameless."

If the wife said it, it was basically a fact. Some of the female colleagues were excited. Layla remained calm, "I've only met Joseph twice, both times in meetings, never privately."

"Of course, you wouldn't admit it, but it's impossible that Joseph's wife is wrong. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have come to the company to beat you up. Layla, you should be grateful to me."