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"Let's get a divorce." Even after three years of marriage, the man spoke as little as when they first met. He spat out those words coldly, void of human emotion.

Hailey Newman stood behind Owen Moore, staring at his tall, straight figure.

She stared at his cold, ruthless face reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling disheartened.

Her hands clenched into fists silently, and her body trembled.

The words she feared most were finally said.

Owen turned around, and his face became clearer.

He had the perfect face-an angular jawline and handsome looks.

She had been living with him for three years, but her heart skipped a beat whenever she was with him.

"Can we...

not divorce?"

Hailey forced herself to speak her mind.

Her eyes were glossy, filled with some hope.

Owen frowned.

His cold eyes landed on her bare face and lastly on her red eyes.

The furrow in his brows deepened.

She had no makeup on, but Hailey looked good.

She was not the type to wear heavy makeup.

Her skin was fair, and her face was innocent and flawless.

One would never get tired of looking at her.

Her big eyes were clear yet filled with panic as she looked at him pleadingly.

She had a mole under her right eye, and her long, black hair hung loosely behind her ear.

She looked meek.

In his eyes, she was a weak and dull woman.

She was the perfect wife, but he didn't love her.

He got into an accident and suffered from high paraplegia three years ago.

The doctor said he might never be able to stand.

It was then that he was forced to separate from his beloved woman.

His mother forced him on blind dates to find a doctor who could care for him as his wife.

He picked a nurse among his admirers, and Hailey was the lucky one.

He chose her because she had no background and was silent.

"You've been with me and taking care of me for three years.

I will give you ten million as compensation." Owen was unmoved when he said this, let aloneto be seen with the slightest affection for her.

"Or is there something else you want..." "Why?" Hailey interrupted him for the first time.

She looked at him stubbornly and

reluctantly.

"Why do you want a divorce now?" It was their third wedding anniversary the next day, and she had plans for it.

She thought they could be together for another three years and maybe a lifetime.

"You know I don't love you." His tone was cold and indifferent, not wanting to give her a glimmer of hope.

"Eliza is back.

I am going to marry her." Hailey seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her frail body swayed, hit by the weight of his words.

She had tried to maintain her marriage for three years, but her efforts were nothing compared to that woman's words.

"Sir..." The butler came over in a hurry and reported, "Miss Brown vomited the food she just ate, and blood was spotted." Owen couldn't keep calm.

He bypassed Hailey and walked to the guest room, ordering in a grim tone, "Get the car ready.

We're going to the hospital." After a while, Owen came out of the guest room with a woman in his arms.

The woman was thin and weak, covered in a lightweight embroidered blanket, which Hailey made.

Her face was pale and sickly as if she would disappear from this world at any time.

She curled up in Owen's arms and whispered, "Owen, Miss Byrne, she..." Owen stopped at the corner of the stairs and turned to Hailey.

"The lawyer will talk to you about the specifics of the divorce.

Please move out of the Moore's Mansion within three days." Then, he lifted the woman in his arms and carried her down the stairs without looking back at Hailey. Hailey stood at the stairs while Eliza Brown lay in Owen's arms and looked up at Hailey with a smug gaze.

Just an hour ago, Eliza, who was sick, was smiling at Hailey, saying, "I am living here now.

You should return him to me." Hailey slumped to the ground when their figures disappeared from her sight.

It was as if she had lost all her strength.

Tears fell from her eyes silently as she hugged her trembling body.

Ten years.

From the moment he saved her from hell, she had been concerned for him for ten years and loved him for as long.

Would she be able to get back those ten years? But there was no point in forcing him to stay.

He did not love her.

She would never be able to move him and make him fall for her even if she lowered herself tothe point where she disregarded her self-esteem.

"Owen, this will be the last time I cry for you." Hailey reached out to wipe away the tears and stood up fromthe ground.

The delicate, fragile woman became incomparably cold, her eyes reflecting a determined glint.

It was time to leave.

The divorce agreement was placed on an eye-catching spot in the main bedroom, which was the bedside table.

Hailey flipped to the last page and saw a familiar signature.

Her eyes flashed, and her fingers grazed the name Owen Moore on the page.

She felt like crying.

She sniffed, held back her tears, picked up the pen, and signed her name, Hailey Byrne, next to his.

Since it started with this name, she would end it with this name.

Hailey took a seal from the bedside.

From selecting materials to buying the jade and carving it took her a year.

She prepared it as a gift for Owen for their third wedding anniversary gift.

In fact, she had given him many gifts in the past three years, and she had put a lot of thought into preparing them.

But they all ended up in the wardrobe or the trash bin, just like her sincerity to him.

Just as she walked out of the Moore's mansion, a black luxury car stopped by the side of the road.

Hailey got in the car and said lightly.

I'm divorced." In the driver's seat, a man in brown sunglasses had an evil smile.

"Congratulations on regaining your freedom." He handed a laptop to Hailey.

"It's time to be yourself.

Hailey calmed down, turned on the laptop, and typed away on the keyboard. She hacked into the monitoring system, erasing all traces of herself. She left without a trace, just like how she came.

"Sir, Madam is gone!" Owen received the news the next morning as he returned to theMoore's Mansion from the hospital.

A pleasant, refreshing fragrance of roses entered his nose as soon as he pushed the door open.

It was how Hailey smelled, which he had gotten used to over the past three years.

He rarely stepped into the main bedroom, and Hailey was the one who decorated it.

The color scheme was different from the other rooms.

The bright yellow sheets and bedding exuded a quiet and warm atmosphere.

It was clean and tidy, just like her.

However, he did not stay or have the interest to appreciate it.

Instead, he walked straight to the bed.

Hailey had signed the divorce agreement and left the ten million dollar check he had personally signed.

A delicate, transparent rose seal lay on the bedside table.

The bottom of the seal had the words, Owen Moore.

The white rose carved on the side was lifelike and done skillfully.

He couldn't help but rub it.

The jade was good quality nephrite, which was bright, clear, and cooling to the touch.

What made it special was the red lines at the bottom that seeped into the seal.

Under the sunlight, it looked as if the red roses were blooming gracefully.

It was both magical and beautiful.

She liked roses.

He knew that there was a patch in the yard, but he had never given her a bunch.

He picked up the card under the seal and opened it, revealing Hailey's elegant handwriting.

"Happy third wedding anniversary.

Owen, goodbye." Owen looked at the two lines of words and raised his eyebrows.

He looked at the calendar by the bed.

It was the 10th of April, the day they registered their marriage.

In a flash, three years had passed.

He held the expensive nephrite in his hand, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

'Where did she get the money?' He gave her quite a bit of allowance every month, but she rarely used it.

She said she didn't have to worry about clothing or food as she was always home.

Therefore, there was no need to spend the money.

The money remained on the account, and never once had she withdrew a large sum.

Owen listened to the assistant's report, and his eyes deepened.

He said in a low voice, "Find out where she went and pay attention to her whereabouts.

If she is a spy the opponent planted by my side, bring her back." Was it true that Hailey Byrne was an orphan from a rural village with no parents? Three days later, Poya.

The headquarters of Crystaldale Company, located in Uptown Plaza of the central business district of Poya, was in a state of chaos.

The company staff was rushing into the building.

The higher-ups had arrived and gathered in the hall on the first floor to greet the new president.

Two days ago, Crystaldale Company was on the verge of bankruptcy but managed to turn the tables after being purchased by a mysterious business owner at a high price. While the staff members kept their work position, they fell into another panic.

"Who is the new president? Is he a man or a woman? What is his background? Didn't you hear anything about him?" "Not to mention us, even the management doesn't know the identity of the new president. The new president is so mysterious.

I hope he is a handsome man.

I can't wait to trip and fall into the arm of our handsome president and begin our love story!" "Dream on.

What if it's a woman?"

"Stop joking.

How is that possible? You might as well hope the First Young Lady of the Newmans come backto life..." "The new president's here! Stop chatting!" Everyone held their breath and looked at the hall's entrance nervously.

They saw a black Rolls-Royce parked at the door, and the vice president went to open the door in person.

Soon, someone stepped out of the car.

To be precise, it was a woman.

The woman's 10cm heel fell on the ground before a woman with neat short hair and a white suit got out of the car.

She slowly stood up, revealing her beautiful face, accentuated by makeup.

The senior employees, the higher-ups who had worked in Crystaldale Company for nearly ten years, looked atthis familiar face and cried out in surprise, "M-Miss Newman..." Hailey stood at the entrance of Crystaldale Company, and her red lips twitched.

"Hi, long time no see," she said.

Fair Under the escort of the higher-ups, Hailey entered the lift. She asked the vice president. "Are there a few that have not arrived?" "Yes." The vice-president, Ryker Page, answered respectfully and yet a bit casually., "Morgan and a few of the senior employees are putting on airs and planning to teach you a lesson." "Is that so?" Hailey remained calm, eluding a cold aura which he owned naturally.

"Times have changed, but why can't my uncles understand this?" Morgan Newman and the five directors sat in the conference room.

They leaned against their chairs, crossed their legs, and drank tea.

They looked relaxed and casual on the surface, but in fact, they were worried.

"Why haven't they shown up?" Morgan sat in the chairman's seat.

His chubby cheeks showed signs of anxiety.

He ordered the female secretary behind him, "Go to see what happened." "Morgan, don't worry.

They will show up sooner or later.

After all, it's their first day, so it's natural for them to put on airs." Morgan's brother, Reid Newman, held a string of beads and wore a linen set.

Morgan shook his head.

"Youngsters are so tardy and have no sense of time! You guys know what to say and when to speak up.

Don't hold back.

Anyway, Crystaldale is the Newmans', and I have the final say." As the old foxes were discussing how to intimatethe new major shareholder, the female secretary staggered back with a pale face, "Not good, Chairman.

The new president has gathered the management, and they're having a meeting in another meeting room.

The meeting is about to end..." "What?!" The few elders, who were relaxed before, stood up from their seats and slammed the table.

"No matter what happen, we are the ones who have made great contributions to Crystaldale.

How dare this new lad ignore us!" Youngsters didn't play fair.

The female secretary's face was pale as she stammered, "It isn't a lad...

The new president is a woman." "A woman?!" the few exclaimed again in shock.

Just as Hailey announced the end of the meeting, Morgan and Reid rushed in with a group of people.

They were livid.

When they saw Hailey, surprise replaced the anger on their faces.

"Hailey..." "How could it be you?!" Morgan and Reid had made all kinds of preparations, but they had not expected the savior who brought Crystaldale Company back to life and owned 51% of its shares to be their eldest niece! Wasn't she dead? Three years ago, the heir of Crystaldale Company and the First Young Lady of the Newmans, Hailey, fell to her death while climbing a mountain.

They failed to find her body until now.

Morgan and Reid were heartbroken.

They held a grand funeral for their niece and took over the management rights of Crystaldale Company.

They divided the property and shares under Hailey's name.

Who would have thought Hailey, who they thought was dead, would come back perfectly fine! Hailey was amused by the shock on their faces.

She leaned against the chair

and raised her eyes.

"Uncle Morgan, Uncle Reid, I came back alive.

Are you surprised? Are you shocked?" Her words woke them up.

Morgan and Reid's expression changed.

They looked at Hailey with tears in their eyes.

They were so excited that they wanted to hug her, "Hailey, it's great you are alive! Your parents will be delighted toknow this!" Hailey pushed her chair back and frowned in disgust.

She looked at them indifferently and said with a hint of apparent coldness, "I believe they will." Morgan and Reid stopped in place under Hailey's cold gaze.

For a moment, they did not know what to say.

Hailey did not have the intention of celebrating their reunion.

She looked away and said to the executives, "Everyone here is a senior employee of Crystaldale.

I bet you know my temper and way of doing things.

Now that I am back, I will not watch Crystaldale struggle at death's door.

I will protect the company that my parents built.

I hope every one of you can come together and do your parts.

I promise I will make it worth your efforts." At the same time, in North City.

Owen went to pick Eliza up from the hospital.

On the way back, he held the phone and questioned, "You can't find a trace ofher? Can you call yourself a professional?" The assistant shivered on the other side of the line.

He didn't know why he could find a trace of Hailey when he searched all the surveillance cameras within a radius of hundreds of miles and tried many methods.

It seemed that she had disappeared into thin air.

He swallowed hard and reported with trepidation, "But Madam is from a rural village in Andosa.

Moreover, her parents have passed away due to illness." Owen tapped on his knees with hislong fingers, and he relaxed a little.

It seemed that he was thinking too much.

Eliza sat beside Owen and sighed, Chapter 003 Youngsta DUN I looking so weak, "Isn't she something todivorce without asking for a penny? Especially when she's from a rural village. What do you think, Owen?" Owen frowned, and a hint of ridicule flashed through his heart.

He thought of the quiet woman.

Perhaps she did want him to think she was different, "Mr.

Moore, I've already arranged for someone to go to Andosa to look for her.

Perhaps Madam has returned to her hometown." "There's no need to look for her." Owen's expression was indifferent as he replied, "We're divorced, and we have nothing to do with each other. Since she has chosen to leave with integrity, let her be." "Yes, Sir.

I have another matter to report.

A business matter." The assistant could feel his employer's patience wearing thin, so he quickly emphasized that it was about work.

"Speak," Owen blurted out.

"Something happened to the Newmans of Poya.

The mysterious person who revived Crystaldale Company a few days ago finally showed up.

And word has got it that First Young Lady of the Newmans is back." Owen raised his eyebrows.

As they said, a new broom swept clean. As soon as Hailey returned to Crystaldale, she caused quite a commotion. The biggest shake-up took place for the management-level staff.

Hailey replaced dozens of senior executives, including the directors and managers that showed up with Morgan and Reid to intimidate her on her first day. Many gathered at Morgan's office in the morning.

Some were kicking and slamming the tables and chairs, while some were yelling at the top of their lungs.

"I don't care.

I have worked in the Crystaldale Company for many years! Even if I don't have many achievements, I have poured my blood, sweat, and tears into the company.

How can you fire me? You Newmans better give me an explanation.

Why must I be sacrificed for what's between you and your niece! Why?" The others were demanding an explanation too.

Their faces were red, and their saliva sprayed on Morgan's face.

They revealed their selfishness that was once hidden under their elegant exterior.

The noise made Morgan's head buzz.

"Everyone, calm down.

Calm down..." Reid sat in the corner, playing with the new beaded bracelet that he adored.

He looked like a carefree prince who had nothing to do with everything happening around him.

Anyway, he would remain as the vice-chairman.

He didn't care as long as they weren't complaining about him.

Morgan tried his best to appease his old mates, but inside, he was also calm.

No matter what Hailey did with the staff, his interest would not be affected as long as he was still the chairman.

In fact, Hailey showed him the list of personnel changes, and they discussed it.

"Uncle Morgan, Crystaldale is not like before.

Our family does not have the resources to keep those not useful to us.

I have spent almost all my savings to save the company.

If we continue to let them corrupt the company's interests, I am afraid we will have to sell the properties.

As far as I know, you and Uncle Reid have just bought a piece of land in the northern suburbs and are planning to build a golf course..." Hailey said to him. Once one's interests were brought up, he couldn't stay casual as before.

So did Morgan.

Upon hearing what Morgan said, his expression changed, and he immediately agreed to the list of employers that would have to fire.

He agreed with Hailey that they shouldn't waste their resources on freeloaders.

Hailey was unwilling to argue with those old fellows.

In any case, evil people had their own ways to deal with evil people.

After leaving the group, she directly returned home.

The Shadowplains Mansion was also called the Garden of Rose because it used to be a rose garden.

Hailey and her mother loved roses, so her father, Scott Newman, bought this land and built a manor as their residence.

After not coming back for three years, Hailey felt a little nervous.

Was it because of homesickness? She had been reckless and willful in the past few years for love.

She couldn't help but wonder if her parents would be mad at her when watching her from the heavens. It is April now.

The roses of the Poya had already reached their flowering period.

The climate in the North City was colder than that of the Poya.

When she left the Moore's Mansion, the roses had not bloomed.

Hailey's eyes darkened.

Her heart still ached whenever she thought of Owen, as if someone was skinning her alive.

Since she had decided to leave, she had to try to forget him.

The car drove into the manor.

Hailey could not wait to see the roses.

When she got out of the car, she found that the roses her father had planted had disappeared, replaced with peonies and weeds. Raw anger shot through her.

Not only did they take her house, but they also destroyed her rose garden! Did those jerks think she was dead? Chuckles sounded nearby. Hailey turned and saw two girls walking out of the manor, chattering and smiling.

They were dressed exquisitely, each holding a man in their hands.

The woman in the front was wearing a white lace dress and a diamond crown-shaped hairpin.

She tiptoed and kissed the man in broad daylight, as if no one was there.

The man noticed Hailey standing not far away and pushed the woman.

When he saw who was coming, he immediately changed his face, and almost fell from the steps.

He staggered to the ground, as if she had seen a ghost.

He pointed at Hailey and stammered in a panic, "H-Hailey!" The other three looked over and paled with fright when they noticed Hailey.

They covered their mouths as Eve screamed, "Are you a human or a ghost?" Hailey was dressed in white, standing in the peonies.

Her eyes were cold, and she smiled at them with ridicule.

Her voice was gloomy and eerie.

"One will not feel guilty if he does nothing wrong.

I came to take your lives, Luca and Eve.

The initially clear sky suddenly darkened, and a gust of wind swept up Hailey's white blouse and black hair. Accompanied by her cold voice, her sudden appearance made them feel as if she was a ghost.

"Ah!" Eve Newman, who had a guilty conscience, covered her ears and screamed.

She immediately pushed the two people behind her away and stumbled indoors.

Luca Edwards had already frozen to the spot as he stared at Hailey like a fool.

*7-1 wasn't the one who hurt you.

Don't come to me..." In a moment of fear and desperation, Luca grabbed the pebble next to him and threw itat Hailey.

However, Hailey managed to grab hold of the pebble accurately.

Then, she narrowed her eyes, aimed right at Luca, and threw it at Luca's head! "Ah!" Another scream was heard.

As a matter of fact, three people were screaming.

When the other two standing at the door saw blood trickling down from Luca's head, theywere so shocked that they almost lost their balance.

With a strong will for survival, they instantly retreated.

Feeling that his head was about to crack open, Luca pressed his hands tightly against his wound.

Soon, he realized that he had blood all over his hand.

In the meantime, he noticed a pair of black heels slowly approaching him.

He raised his head in panic and met Hailey's cold gaze.

"Y-You're a-alive." Hailey stood before him, looking down at the man with a cold and fierce gaze.

Luca had been very attentive to her back when he was pursuing her.

However, in the end, he was also the man who wanted to destroy Hailey for the sake of hisbenefit "Luca Edwards." After three years, she once again called out his name.

"I am sorry to inform you that your good days are over." Three years ago, he and Eve worked together to trick Hailey into mountain climbing.

In fact, they wanted to push her off the cliff to create the illusion that she had tripped and fallen off the cliff.

Of course, she was not dead, but that did not mean they were innocent.

Sooner or later, they would have to pay for their sins.

She would settle these debts one by one with them.

On this day, the Garden of Rose was in chaos.

As soon as Hailey returned, she sent a construction team to clean out her and her parents.

As for Morgan Newman and Eve's things, they were all thrown out! "Oh no! My jewelry, my clothes, my bags...

What are you guys doing?!" Eve's precious belongings were thrown away like trash by the construction team.

Her heart was bleeding, and she pointed at Hailey.

"What on earth are you doing? It has not even been a day since you came back! Also, I've beenliving here for three years!" Hailey sat on the sofa at the corner of the room and casually flipped through the current list of people staying in Shadowplains Mansion.

She didn't even bother to glance at Eve, her cousin sister, who she once adored.

"How dare a bitch like you occupy my room for the past three years? No wonder my room is filled with garbage." She turned to the constructionteam and said, "I want you to make sure every corner of this room is clean.

Don't miss out any garbage.

Don't worry about breaking anything.

You will be held responsible for that.

All I want is for this room to be clean." "Okay, no problem." The construction team became even more ruthless upon receiving theorder.

In the eyes of these workers, those branded bags were no different from ordinary grocery bags.

Hence, they threw the bags all into the sack and threw them all out.

On the other hand, Eve was about to explode.

"Ah, take your dirty hands off my bag! Don't touch my bag!" She waved her hands and was about to claw them.

Seeing her trying to interrupt the workers, Hailey was annoyed.

Without further words, she directly ripped off the curtain and used it to tie Eve on a chair and covered Eve's mouthwith her socks. Immediately after, the room became quiet.

It took the construction team a whole afternoon to clean her and her parents' room.

When the construction team had finished cleaning the room, Hailey rewarded them with a huge amount of money and gestured for them to leave. When Morgan returned, he found his collection of antique jades thrown into the corridor.

His heart twitched, and he almost broke into tears, "Oh my.

Why are all my antiques here? Who did this?" Eve had just been released from her restraints when she threw herself into her father's arms.

She pointed at Hailey with tears in her eyes and complained, "Dad, it was all her doing! She was the one who threw out all our things!" "Hailey, what are you doing?" Morgan stared at Hailey with a very unfriendly gaze.

"Helping you guys to move out." "Uncle Morgan, this mansion is my father's private property.

Are you trying to take it away from me? I'm afrid it will damage your reputation if this gets out." Hailey stood at the entrance ofthe stairs with her arms crossed. Morgan couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Back then, he had first taken a fancy to the Garden of Rose, but Hailey's father took the advantage to strike first because he didn't have enough money.

He had been coveting this mansion for a long time, so the moment he knew about Hailey's death, he couldn't wait to move in.

He squeezed out a smile on his fat face.

"Hailey, we are a family.

Why are you treating us a if we are strangers? No matter what, I am now the chairman ofthe Crystaldale Company.

Besides, I am also used to living here in the Garden of Rose..." "Habits can be changed." Haileydirectly interrupted him with a calm expression and tone. "The chairman of the company can also be changed."