After the divorce he begged novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Stanley was being watched by Stephen’s secretary at the moment.

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When he saw Jeffrey’s name flashing on the screen, he reached for it, but two bodyguards stopped him.

The secretary, Bernard, looked at Stanley with a professional smile. “Mr. Garcia, Mr. Stephen Hanson has instructed that you cannot touch your phone without his permission.”

“Just so you know, that’s Jeffrey calling me,” Stanley reminded him.

Bernard, dressed sharply in a suit, replied, “I know.”

Stanley said, “You know exactly what happens if you piss him off.”

“This is Stephen’s order. We’re just following instructions,” Bernard replied, refusing to budge. After all, he worked directly for Stephen.

“Then go ahead and follow orders,” Stanley said, sprawling out on the sofa like he didn’t have a care in the world. “Anyway, if Jeffrey really loses his temper, nobody’s going to be able to hold him back.”

Bernard was left speechless. He knew Stanley wasn’t wrong.

“How about a compromise? I won’t touch my phone, you pick up for me and put it on speaker,” Stanley suggested when he saw Bernard was hesitating. “That way, we’re not breaking Mr. Stephen Hanson’s rules.”

After thinking it over for a moment, Bernard picked up and answered the call.

Jeffrey’s voice cut in right away. “Where are you?”

“Second–floor lounge,” Stanley said, scanning the room. He filled Jeffrey in. “No idea what’s up with Rebecca.

“I just came downstairs, and Stephen’s secretary plus two bodyguards pretty much dragged me over here, confiscated my phone, and now they’re handling my calls on speaker for me.”

Jeffrey’s eyes grew colder, his whole vibe turning icy.

‘Stephen’s even locked down Stanley?‘ Jeffrey thought, suspicion creeping in. ‘Just what the hell is he plotting”

I’ll be there soon. Think you can break out?” Jeffrey pressed, his tone deadly serious.

Stanley caught on to his cue. “As long as the timing’s right, I can pull it off.”

“Mr. Jeffrey Hanson?” Bernard suddenly spoke up.

Stanley glanced up.

Jeffrey was still tearing down the road on his bike and ignored him.

“Mr. Stephen Hanson’s got everything on lockdown here, and Mr. Garcia’s bodyguards are all under our

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watch, too,” Bernard said, figuring they were probably scheming. “Making plans won’t help you now.”

Stanley’s eyes darkened.

‘He even planned for this,‘ Stanley thought. ‘Could Stephen really be thinking about using Rebecca to threaten Jeffrey into handing over the Hanson Group?‘

But that kind of straightforward tactic was way too obvious. Stephen had had plenty of chances in the past to pull something like this.

Stephen wouldn’t have waited until now. Besides, that was just not how Stephen operated.

Jeffrey hung up without a second thought and gunned it on his bike.

“Since I’m stuck here anyway, why don’t you tell me what Mr. Hanson’s up to?” Stanley asked, trying to sound casual. “What’s his game?”

“Would your secretary just spill the beans on your plans?” Bernard shot back.

Stanley smirked, keeping a straight face, “Hey, if the price is right, who’s to say?”

Bernard blinked, totally thrown off.

Stanley grinned, “3 million, spill the secret.”

Bernard shrugged. “3 million isn’t worth losing my gig.”

Stanley smirked. “Then you name your price.”

Bernard didn’t miss a beat. “Your shares in the Garcia Group.”

Stanley chuckled.

‘Wow, the nerve on this guy, Stanley thought. ‘Honestly, I can’t tell if Stephen just trains his people way too well, or if that’s just exactly the kind of crew I’d expect from him.’

Stanley shot a look over at the door; it was sealed up tighter than a vault.

Whether he tried to talk his way out or muscle through, there was just no chance of escape. As for what Stephen’s real plan was, Stanley was totally in the dark.

Jeffrey wanted answers even more than Stanley did.

Having hit a dead end with Stanley, Jeffrey turned to Jane. She was caught off guard by his call, but didn’t have any useful info for him, either.

Rebecca was whisked away to a private suite by Jason for dinner, and there was no way for any of them to get

close.

The mood in the private suite seemed perfectly peaceful, at least on the surface.

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After that initial weird tension, everyone just kept their heads down, silently eating.

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Even Jason and the PrimePlay Technologies board had never experienced a scene like this before.

But with Stephen taking his sweet time with his meal, completely unfazed, nobody dared to break the silence.

“Once the party wraps up, you got fifteen minutes to spare?” Stephen asked Rebecca.

Rebecca didn’t answer right away. “What’s up?”

“Just want to chat about something,” Stephen said, keeping his voice low but not bothering to hide it from the others. “Won’t take long.”

With everyone watching, Rebecca didn’t want to flat–out refuse. “Sure.”

Stephen nodded.

Twenty minutes later, Rebecca leaned back, feeling comfortably full.

She glanced up at Jason and the board from PrimePlay Technologies, all still bent over their plates in stiff silence.

About to set her utensils down, she paused; doing so first would feel a little too forward in this atmosphere.

Noticing her gesture, Stephen asked gently, “Are you full?”

Rebecca nodded. “Yes.”

Stephen put his utensils down.

Rebecca paused, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

Rebecca opened her mouth to speak, but Stephen beat her to it.

With that signature chill confidence, he got to his feet and addressed the room, “You all go ahead and enjoy your meal. Rebecca and I need to talk about something, so we’ll just slip out for a bit.”

For a second, everyone seemed to pause in unison, staring straight at him, food forgotten.

Jason stood up. “Let me walk you out.”

“No need, thank you,” Stephen replied, politely declining.

He shot Rebecca a look, and they slipped out of the room together.

As soon as Stephen and Rebecca disappeared through the door, everyone in the suite finally breathed out in relief. Barclay and a few others just melted into their chairs, all pretense of composure gone.

Alexander shivered, thankful he hadn’t pissed off Rebecca too much. “Man, that was nuts.

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