The Invisible Wife Turned Savage novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 The Cost of Love and Power

“If you marry, I’ll give you a wedding gift worth tens of millions. And when you have a child, I’ll buy you a three–bedroom apartment downtown. You can pick the location yourself.”

Selene’s eyes welled with tears. “Grandma, you really are my grandma. I’ll find a man and get married tomorrow if that’s what it takes.”

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Madam Rosemary smiled with pride. She knew better than to waste her breath with nagging. Young people weren’t moved by lectures but put enough money on the table, and suddenly they were listening. Marriage and children were no different from any other project: if you wanted people to commit and stay invested, you had to fund it. The bigger the investment, the steadier the growth. Try to get free labor, and the whole thing would collapse before it began.

After spending the day with her, Estella and Selene headed back to the office.

On the way, Selene’s phone rang.

“… You’re getting divorced? And what’s that got to do with me? … Ha!”

She let him talk for ten minutes before cutting him off.

Estella raised an eyebrow. “Your first love?”

Selene nodded, clutching the luxury bag in her hand like it suddenly weighed a ton. “I can’t believe how pathetic I used to be. Seven or eight years, wasted on a scumbag. I let him string me along, treated me like a backup, even had an abortion for him. All for what? A little rush of hormones. And do you know what he just said? His wife won’t give him a son, so he’s planning to divorce her. Now he claims he’s realized I’d make the better wife, and he wants to leave her for me. What a joke. He didn’t want me when I was scraping by at Ru Yin. But now that I’m doing well for myself, suddenly he wants to crawl back? Maybe I was cheap once, but I’m not cheap forever.”

Estella’s smile was soft. “I’m glad you’ve moved on.”

Selene nodded firmly. “Men are nothing but dead weight when a woman’s climbing toward success. If I ever lose myself in love again, may I choke on needles for it.”

Nathaniel’s world was crumbling.

Major projects slipped through his fingers. Regulatory audits hit Hartwell Group over and over, each one demanding harsher corrections.

Two of his most profitable ventures were frozen.

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He spent his days frantically shifting money around, but the debts only deepened.

The numbers on the financial reports looked worse every week, and the pressure was eating him alive. He knew someone was targeting him.

Madeline’s calls only added to the weight.

“Your sister’s still locked up, Nathaniel. Do something. And spend more money, make her life in there easier…”

But he had no energy left for Fu Siwen. If Hartwell went under, the whole family would starve.

Isabelle had raised marriage more than once, promising that if he married her, Hartwell Group would have Monroe Corp behind it. No one would dare keep pressing him.

But Nathaniel couldn’t

agree.

Sleeping with her was one thing. Marriage was another.

If he married Isabelle, he’d lose Estella forever.

After enough refusals, Isabelle began to squeeze harder. Monroe Corp pulled out of several collaborations, leaving Hartwell staggering.

And Nathaniel was running out of room to breathe.

At Bennett Group headquarters in Kingston, Jeremy sat in his office, unusually serious as he interviewed a candidate for a nanny.

The woman was in her forties, neatly dressed, composed, with an air of authority.

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