THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 940

Faced with Wilfred's threats, Fortune remained perfectly calm. He looked directly at the younger man. "Young man, everyone makes mistakes. But there is no greater virtue than admitting a fault and correcting it. If you let me go right now, I'm willing to forget this ever happened."

Fortune was being sincere.

At his age, he had no desire to hold a grudge against a young man like Wilfred.

If Wilfred recognized his error and released him, he could let the matter go.

A prodigal son's return is worth more than gold.

At these words, Wilfred burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"You're willing to forget this?" Wilfred walked over and sat down opposite Fortune. "Who do you think you are? What do you think you can do to me? Don't forget, you're just a lonely old man with no one to back you up!"

Anyone who didn't know better would think Fortune was some kind of powerful figure to speak with such authority.

"I'm not a lonely old man. I have a granddaughter, and my granddaughter is—"

"Your granddaughter?" Wilfred cut him off, a mocking tone in his voice. "Let me guess. You're going to say she's the heir to Gonzales Holdings, the head of Apex Game Studios, and Master Ninth's girlfriend, right?"

"Since you already know all that, why don't you untie me?" Fortune continued to speak in a calm, reasonable tone. "Young man, have you considered the consequences of your actions? My granddaughter has a bit of a temper. Once she finds you, both you and your boss will be in serious trouble, and your life will be ruined. It's not too late to turn back. I'm a man of my word. I won't go back on it. If you release me now, I promise I won't press any charges."

At that, Wilfred laughed even harder.

At first, Wilfred had dismissed the blond punk's report of the old man's claims as exaggeration. Now, seeing for himself, he knew it was nothing but the plain truth.

This old fool, Fortune Kensington, was an even bigger bullshitter than he had imagined!

Wilfred's expression suddenly hardened. He leaned forward, planting his hands on the table, and stared at Fortune, speaking each word with deliberate force. "I told you, Mayo is the sky and the law in Silverhaven! Old man, I'll ask you one more time. That land—are you selling it or not?"

If it weren't for the fact that real estate transactions required the owner to be physically present at the relevant government office, Wilfred would have already forced Fortune's hand onto the contract and signed it himself.

"I am not selling," Fortune said, his voice firm and unwavering.

He was a man who responded to kindness, not coercion.

If Wilfred had approached him respectfully, he might have considered it.

But now…

Now that Wilfred had tied him up and threatened him, he refused to yield. Not a chance.