Chapter 335
Beyond the Divorce
Staging a Coup When he entered my office, his demeanor was genuinely repulsive. It was as if he owned the place, inspecting every comer as if it were his home.
The fault was mine, When I took over, I prioritized convenience over renovations. The office remained exactly as it was, untouched.
After his inspection, he settled into the sofa, looking at me confidently.
He said, âChloe, youâre quite sentimental. Itâs obvious from this office. Youâve never had the heart to change the look. Do you feel like Iâm still here?â
I let out a cold hum and silently cursed in my heart.
The villain thought he was the cream of the crop. Even the way he sat was so smug.
I looked at him indifferently, unwilling to engage with his antics.
*Alright, what brings you here?â
âLetâs not beat around the bush. Iâve got too many projects on hand, and they keep pouring in. I canât let such a good opportunity slip away to someone else. Thatâs why Iâm here to talk to you. How about merging our companies?â
He swayed his head and boasted about his achievements. I didnât interrupt, letting him continue his act.
Seeing me remain silent, Matthew stared at me for a while before continuing, âTo be honest, Iâm used to working here, and I want to move back. Chloe, do you want money or projects?
âWhy donât we merge our company, and youâll be a shareholder of my company. That way, Tanum Corporation will go back to how it used to be. After all, it has over ten years of reputation. Thereâs no need for change.â
I held myself back from slapping him and stared at him calmly. I did not understand. If people were given a little kindness, would they be kind in return?
guess I needed to surround myself with more positive people.
When Matthew noticed my silence, he felt a little proud. He believed that he had struck a chord, thinking !
was tempted.
can see youâve been under a lot of pressure lately. Donât push yourself too hard. Youâre juggling too huch and might burn out. Iâve said it before, Atlas isnât reliable. Now look, heâs in a coma, just hanging by I considered telling him off if he mentioned Atlas again. After reconsidering, letting him fall from his lofty heights was the best way to hurt him. I needed to let him climb higher.
âOr, I can give you some money, and you can step aside. If youâre eager to work, I can let you handle a couple of projects to keep your dignity. But this place isnât suitable for you.
âIn the future, if you ever come crying to me for child support, my son will eventually bear Murphyâs name. So donât even think about dragging us to court later.â
I clenched my fists even tighter. He was testing my limits.
Bringing Ava up in the conversation was making me lose my cool. I never even considered using him for child support, but his toneâ¦.
He was prioritizing his son.
Before I could speak, he continued, âChloe, nobodyâs always lucky. I think your luck has run out. You need to learn to face reality. Give it some thought in the next two days. If I donât hear any objections, Iâll be moving back into this office next week.â
His audacity left me speechless. All I wanted was to tear him apart to find some relief.
Whatâs he even saying? Matthew rambled on, and I stayed silent the whole time.
Finally, I asked, âAre you done?â
He looked at me, puzzled, and nodded. âYes, Iâm done. Of course, you can share your thoughts too. Iâd like to hear them!â
âGet out!â I snapped, coldly dismissing him.