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"Sign these papers," Edward Lancaster said, dropping the divorce agreement onto the wooden desk. "You'll get ten buildings and five percent of the shares. Take the money and get out of my sight." His gaze was cold and steady, and it fixed on me without any warmth. My hands trembled as I lifted the documents. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I looked at him, my voice breaking. "Edward, how can you be so cruel? I don't care about the money. I only want you." I cried until my face was wet, biting my lip as if my heart were shattered. But inside, I was thinking, 'Great! Ten buildings and five percent of the shares. This marriage is finally over. Tonight I'm going to the Starlight Club and hiring ten tall, muscular guys. 'No, ten isn't enough. Let's make it twenty. I'll order champagne, light fireworks, and celebrate being single again.' Then, with a sharp crack, Edward snapped his custom-made pen, which was worth a six-figure sum, in half. Ink sprayed over his hand, but he didn't glance at it. He only kept staring at me.