Chapter 6

The nurse's words were full of helplessness and complaints.

"If you're not planning on surgery, take him home. What's the point of keeping him in our hospital? You're taking up public resources."

This same nurse had just taken Victoria's money moments ago.

When she took the money, she was all smiles. But just four hours later, she turned cold and heartless. That's just how the world works.

But Victoria had no time to blame anyone. She understood that no one would help a stranger with no connection or benefit to them.

Worried that Aria would face cold looks and harsh words, she could only lie calmly, "The money will arrive before tonight."

"Really?"

The nurse's tone became excited.

"Just wait for the money to arrive."

After hanging up, Victoria called Martin, wanting him to come home to discuss the divorce.

Her only bargaining chip now was negotiating divorce terms with Martin.

It was laughable that what destroyed her marriage was a mere five million dollars.

Victoria went to a print shop on the street, printed a new divorce agreement with revised terms, and then drove to the Gonzalez Group.

Martin was a true workaholic. He didn't like social events and usually worked late at the company.

Victoria deliberately picked after-work hours. The entire building was dark except for the CEO's office, which was still lit.

Since breaking up with Martin, she hadn't been to the Gonzalez Group. The old Gonzalez Group only had two floors. She didn't expect that under Martin's leadership, it had expanded to an entire building.

On the Gonzalez Group building, a huge electronic screen displayed a giant photo.

The man in the photo was Martin.

He had a tall figure, wore a custom-tailored suit, sat in a chair with his legs crossed, expressionless, with sharp eyes—the look of someone in power.

Clothes really do make the man.

When Victoria first met Martin, he wore faded white shirts and ate the cheapest food.

Who would have thought that the insecure, reserved Martin could one day stand above everyone else?

Victoria had no time for sentiment. The urgent matter was finding him and borrowing money to save Hayden's life.

She pushed open the CEO's office door.

"You can leave work now, don't worry about me."

Martin, wearing a white shirt and black vest, spoke in a gentle tone.

Victoria was stunned. So he treated his staff better than he treated her.

Martin looked up. The moment he saw her, his expression changed slightly. He narrowed his eyes and gave a cold, disdainful smile, "Didn't you say you'd only move when you were dying? You're not dead yet, but here you are at my door?"

"Martin, give me five million dollars."

Victoria entered and got straight to the point.

Martin wasn't surprised by her sudden visit.

He just looked at her with knife-like eyes, mocking, "You think you're worth five million dollars?"

No one knew that while Victoria appeared calm, her hand holding the divorce agreement behind her back was trembling slightly.

Because no one knew better than her that the handsome Martin before her was just a beast in human skin, an ungrateful wretch.

Victoria opened the divorce agreement and placed it on his desk, "This is the revised divorce agreement."

"What bargaining chip do you have to negotiate with me? Victoria, where does your confidence come from?"

Martin didn't even look at the divorce agreement. Instead, he looked up at her mockingly, contempt in his eyes.

"Because Mr. Collins likes my best friend Mia. You want to marry her, you want to give her a home."

Martin still didn't get angry. His long fingers stroked his chin.

The sudden silence was frightening.

The smile on Victoria's face was exhausting to maintain.

"Martin, for just five million dollars, you can get rid of me."

Martin looked up and sneered at her, "So you care that much about Hayden."

"Martin, you should show at least basic respect for your father-in-law. We can negotiate the divorce terms."

Victoria's fingers clenched into fists, but reason told her she couldn't lose her temper. At this critical moment, Martin was her last hope.

She remained composed, her tone gentle.

At these words.

Martin picked up the divorce agreement.

Then he tore it into pieces and threw it in the trash.