The Ultimate Sovereign

Mexus, Ivywood Mansion.

"Logan, sign this divorce agreement."

"You know very well that with your current status, you are not worthy of Ms. Beaumont."

"Ms. Beaumont pitied you and gave you a lot of compensation. A house, a car, shares in the company, and five million in cash."

"With all this compensation, what kind of woman can't you find?"

A woman in a professional suit was incessantly talking to a young man.

She had a good figure, with long legs wrapped in black stockings under her short skirt. She was also beautiful, wearing black-framed glasses, giving off an air of elegance.

The young man was wearing an apron, washing dishes expressionlessly.

With sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes, his face had distinct features, giving off a strong and resolute impression. Although he couldn't be considered handsome, at least his appearance wouldn't make people dislike him.

"Logan, are you even listening to me?"

"You have to divorce this marriage, whether you like it or not!"

Seeing that Logan was ignoring her, the woman became completely angry.

Logan silently placed the last washed plate on the shelf.

Then, he took off the apron, lit a cigarette, and looked at the woman opposite him.

Her name was Emma, she was Hazel's secretary and also her cousin.

"Give me a reason!"

"What?" Emma froze for a moment.

"Cousin. Hazel wants a divorce, there must be a reason, right?" Logan blew out a smoke ring towards Emma.

"Don't call me cousin, I don't have relatives like you." Emma rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "Does Ms. Beaumont need a reason to divorce you?"

"No reason needed?" Logan calmly questioned.

"Alright! Since you want to know, I'll tell you the truth. Ms. Beaumont's business is booming now, and her relationship with House Tarro is very stable. Her career is flourishing."

Emma said arrogantly, "But you... you're just a complete loser, totally unworthy of the current Ms. Beaumont, you'll only hold her back!"

"So, you think I'm not good enough for her!" Logan laughed bitterly.

Since he married Hazel, he had always been diligent and had done everything a man could do.

During the difficult times in the early days of Hazel's business, it was Logan who silently supported her, staying up late to brainstorm together.

Every day, he braved all kinds of weather to personally drive Hazel to and from work.

He took on all the household chores voluntarily, so that Hazel had no worries.

And now, when Hazel's company has grown in size, she can't wait to kick him out.

Did she really have to be so ruthless?

"House Tarro?"

Logan sneered.

The resources of House Tarro, back then, he had used his relationships to secure them.

She was secretly connected to the line.

Fate really plays tricks on people!

"That's right, you are not worthy of Ms. Beaumont," Emma snapped as she slammed the divorce agreement on the table. "If you have any sense, sign this divorce agreement quickly."

"And what if I don't sign?" Logan questioned.

"If you don't sign, I have my ways of getting to you," Emma retorted.

Emma tore off her mask and proudly declared, "The legal department in our company is not to be trifled with. Dealing with this divorce case will be a piece of cake."

She had an expression that showed she had Logan figured out.

Logan glanced at her and suddenly said, "I'll sign, but I have one condition."

"What condition?" Emma impatiently asked.

"Let her come and talk to me personally," Logan demanded.

"Who do you think you are? Don't flatter yourself," Emma sneered, "Ms. Beaumont is busy and doesn't have time to argue with you!"

"Then I won't sign," Logan stated firmly.

"Don't embarrass yourself," Emma grew a little impatient, "Do you want me to call someone right now and kick you out in no time?"

"You can try," Logan's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Let me talk to him, cousin," a woman said as she gracefully walked in.

This woman was elegant and tall, with a figure that was strikingly proportional. Her appearance was flawless. She had an oval-shaped face, sparkling eyes, arched eyebrows, and rosy lips. Her majestic purple gown highlighted her noble temperament, and her fair, delicate arms shimmered with radiance.

This beautiful woman seemed to have stepped out of a painting. In comparison, Emma instantly paled in her presence. Even now, Logan felt his heart skip a beat seeing her.

Once upon a time, they were happy and in love, but now...

"Ms. Beaumont, you don't need to talk to him. Just go through the legal procedures," Emma reminded.

"Don't worry, let me handle it," Hazel nodded.

Emma hesitated for a moment but could only stand aside, glaring at Logan as if he were her nemesis.

The atmosphere became silent and oppressive. Hazel looked at this man, and memories of the past flooded back into her mind. She felt immense guilt towards this man.

Hazel took a deep breath and asked, "Did you come to find me?"

"Is divorce what you truly want?" Logan stared into her eyes.

"Yes, it is what I want," Hazel replied firmly, despite her guilt.

"Can you tell me the reason for the divorce?" Logan's voice softened.

Although it was too late to salvage anything, he still wanted to try and mend things.

"I don't have any feelings for you anymore. Continuing this marriage would be meaningless and torturous for both of us," Hazel intertwined her fingers, trying to appear natural. "I know you have given a lot, so in the divorce agreement, I have compensated you generously."

"Three years of marriage have become nothing but emptiness.

"What about compensation for the written agreement?," Logan laughed bitterly, "Do you think that human emotions can be calculated with money? Is that right?"

Seeing his expression, Hazel's heart inexplicably twitched.

For the past three years, Logan had given her unconditional support. Setting aside their social status and position, he was truly a perfect gentleman.

But the problem lay precisely in their social status and position. In order to pursue her own goals, Hazel had to make this choice.

"Can't you be more realistic? Pestering someone won't salvage a marriage," Hazel said sternly.

Logan gave her a deep look and then chuckled desolately, "Fine! Then let's divorce!"

"Are you serious?" Hazel thought she might have misheard. After all, she was in the wrong, so she had already prepared herself for a harsh outcome. Even if Logan proposed difficult conditions, she would agree to them.

Unexpectedly, Logan agreed so readily!

"If you need more compensation, I can agree to everything," Hazel said.

"I don't want your money, not a single cent," Logan shook his head, his position unwavering.

"Without money, how will you live?" Hazel furrowed her brows.

"What happens to me after this is none of your concern. I can do without everything in this house," Logan's gaze turned cold, "But there is one thing I want."

"See, this guy's true colors finally come out," Emma exclaimed loudly, "Ms. Beaumont! He must have something big up his sleeve, ready to extort a good sum from you."

Who can be fooled by this trick? Ha...men!

"Shut up!" Logan glared fiercely at her, his gaze resembling that of a lone wolf in the wilderness. Emma was startled by his gaze and reluctantly closed her mouth.

"What do you want in the end?" Hazel curiously asked.

"I just want the box you brought on our wedding day," Logan said in a measured tone.