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Despite his young age, Robert possessed an extraordinary aptitude for learning. Computers were his playground–he could breach any system with effortless case, having taught himself everything through sheer talent. In certain circles, he was known as the legendary “Mr. Caesar“, a digital ghost who could
uncover any secret.
This time, he had hacked into the national medical database and run comparisons with all available records. Yet, the search returned nothing–no useful matches at all.
The result left him deeply frustrated.
He desperately wanted to help his mother, but the trail had gone cold.
If the medical databases held no clues, then only two explanations made sense. Either his biological dad was already dead, or he was someone so secret his records were locked away.
But if he was dead, Robert still wouldn’t feel satisfied. He’d want to make him suffer.
Robert’s fingers danced across the keyboard. Seeing the newly upgraded Dark Web system crumble once again under his assault, a faint smirk tugged at his lips.
Seriously, who was in charge of Dark Web security these days? They were slacking. The so–called “upgraded” system was still garbage–they hadn’t learned a thing from last time. Some people never change.
Hidden deep within the Dark Web was the top–tier Genetic Database. If he could access that, he could uncover anything he wanted.
Of course, that was only possible if the man was still alive.
His small hands moved swiftly until suddenly, his expression tightened.
Lines of garbled code flashed across the screen–he was being traced. A cool, confident smile curved his lips.
Not bad–they were quicker this time.
It seemed they were finally improving. He was just about to counter and break through their defenses when a servant’s voice drifted upstairs.
Arthur had returned.
Hearing the commotion, Robert immediately logged off, shut down the computer, and hurried downstairs.
In the lavishly decorated living room, Chloe sat at the table, gracefully steeping a pot of coffee. That was the scene Arthur walked in on.
Seeing her enjoy coffee gave him pause. In his memory, Chloe had never liked such things. Today was… different. He recalled her words at the airport and glanced at the bag in his hand.
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It was a limited–edition purse. His assistant had originally sourced it for Jennifer’s homecoming, but after Chloe saw him with Jennifer and made a scene, he’d ordered another one–for her.
Women loved bags, didn’t they? Give her one, and she’d calm down.
“Mr. Myers,” the servant greeted respectfully.
Arthur nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes still fixed on Chloe. He had expected her to be furious- yelling, crying, making a scene the moment he returned. But she wasn’t. She was quiet, so unnervingly quiet that the entire room felt heavy with silence.
Arthur dismissed the servant. Soon, only the two of them remained in the living room.
He walked over and sat on the sofa opposite her, deliberately placing the limited–edition bag right in her line of sight.
Chloe didn’t even glance at it.
Being ignored irritated him. He broke the silence first. “Let’s talk.”
Hearing his voice, Chloe set down the cup and met his gaze. “Do me a favor and sign this first.” She pulled a document from a folder and slid it across the table–the divorce agreement.
Arthur’s eyes fell on the title, and his expression instantly turned to ice.
“You’re really going through with this?” He snatched the papers, skimmed through them, and frowned. “Are you done with this act? There’s nothing between me and Jennifer. Do you have to make a scene everywhere—first the airport, now at home?”
“If we’re divorcing, why bother with the setup? I’ve already signed. Review the terms. If everything’s acceptable, sign it.” Her tone was calm and detached, devoid of any emotion–as if she were discussing something that had nothing to do with her.
Arthur didn’t even bother reading the document. He tossed it back onto the table, his voice cold. “You think you can just walk away whenever you want? I’m the CEO of Myers Group. You’re the CEO’s wife–a divorce involves complex interests. Not to mention the impact on the group’s-”
Before he could finish, Chloe cut him off.
“Funny. I don’t want a single thing from you. Not a cent of your family’s money. I only want what’s rightfully mine.” Her voice remained steady. “It’s clearly stated in the last clause–all I want is the 180 million dollars my mother left me. Grandpa made it clear before–that money was set aside for me before my mother passed. No matter what, it belongs to me.”
For a moment, Arthur was taken aback by her refusal of the Myers family fortune, but he quickly composed himself.
He controlled assets worth billions of dollars, and here was Chloe claiming she didn’t want any of it? Impossible. She kept emphasizing her mother’s money, but compared to his wealth, that amount was trivial. She ought to know better.
She was just putting on a show–trying to get his attention.
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