Chapter 340: Chapter 340

President Sterling opened the bottom drawer of his desk and pushed a document thicker than the divorce agreement in front of Anna.

Anna mimicked him by giving it a sidelong glance, not intending to give it a full look.

Is this Conrad Sterling’s will?

Anna was about to pick it up for a closer look when Conrad’s large hand pressed down on hers.

"Do you know what this means?"

"It just means... the wealth of the richest man in Cathayan, right?" Anna pouted.

Before returning to Cathayan, she’d seen the rankings. Conrad had topped the domestic rich list last year.

Though her words sounded light and a bit disdainful as they came out of her mouth.

But her fingers tightly gripped the document, forcefully pulling it out from under Conrad’s hand.

Feeling an emptiness in his palm, Conrad rubbed his fingers, still feeling her lingering warmth.

It had been a long time since he touched her, his throat felt a bit dry, so President Sterling took a sip of water...

Anna, at this moment, couldn’t see someone’s attempt at intimacy, her mind was entirely focused on confirming that the latest will personally drafted by Conrad listed her and their two children as beneficiaries.

She’d never seen someone so young make a will for themselves; she thought Conrad was just talking but didn’t expect him to have actually done it.

Another document was slammed down.

It was the long-desired Starlight Entertainment stock transfer agreement for Anna.

As long as she signed her name, Anna would have 100% control over Starlight Entertainment.

"What do you mean by this? Using benefits to tempt me?"

Conrad, having spent so much time with Anna, had learned her straightforward way of speaking: "As long as we don’t divorce, all of this is yours!"

"Tsk~" Anna tossed the will and stock transfer agreement aside, looking disdainful.

"If we divorce, the massive business empire of the Sterling Group will have nothing to do with you all."

Calling his company a massive business empire, this sounded strange.

Only Conrad could speak so grandly, unafraid of biting his own tongue.

The Sterling Group is indeed a big piece of meat, and even if Anna herself didn’t have the appetite, she had to consider it for Pop and Lola.

Pop likes to eat, and Anna was confident that she could support the child herself.

But Lola is so smart; he will definitely need a vast space in the future. He’s recently been interested in technology... and technology requires a lot of financial support.

"Are you saying that if we divorce, you won’t acknowledge Pop and Lola as your children?" Anna tried to probe Conrad’s stance.

That attitude was quite firm!

Truly an emotionally indifferent bastard!

Anna believed this was indeed something Conrad would do!

Back then, she returned to the country with the children, and it wasn’t easy to get him to acknowledge the adorable and likable Pop.

Seeing Anna’s wavering heart, Conrad continued to press: "I’m so young, of course, I won’t choose to die alone after ending a marriage. If I have other children in the future, who will inherit the family wealth is uncertain; you could take Henry Willow as a reference."

He shouldn’t have mentioned Henry Willow... as soon as he did, it was a miserable reference.

Conrad was very skilled at negotiating. Once he saw Anna wavering, he didn’t push further.

Instead, he waited, letting her consider in silence.

Some issues just grow more complicated with contemplation, breeding more hesitation.

"Don’t you still want to know what grudges I have with your Thornton Family?"

Hearing Anna’s denial, Conrad knew she was being contrary, so he emphasized: "Get closer to me for that opportunity!"

"Conrad, now that you have even drafted a will, and I know you have a vendetta against the Thornton Family. Aren’t you afraid I’ll take revenge on you?"

"If that would make you feel a bit better, you can go ahead and try."

As if he hadn’t put Anna in his eyes at all.

Inviting her to do her worst if she could!

The ever-confident demeanor of Conrad, no matter the moment, was infuriating enough to want to slap him.

"After all this, you really just don’t want a divorce?"

Conrad nodded, pulling out a single sheet from Anna’s prepared divorce agreement.

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"This I can sign for you, as pocket money!"

Damn! The bastard was blatantly trying to entice her!

"Of course, you can think about it, and if the terms aren’t enough, you can bring it up with me. If you ultimately decide on divorce, then go sue; if you can find a lawyer to help you fight the divorce case, I’ll admit defeat."

Seduced to no avail, then intimidation!

"Does this mean that if we don’t divorce, Lola and Pop’s positions will never be shaken, and you’ll still provide alimony?" Anna asked.

"You can take these first." Conrad handed her the will, "But as long as I’m not dead, I can modify it, and you can supervise by my side."

Anna knew he always calculated things so precisely!

Though Anna cursed him in her heart, she was still tempted by the conditions Conrad offered.

Back then, he had watched as Holly Sutton calculated against the Thornton Family and watched the wealth meant for the Thorntons be taken by Holly Sutton. Now the tables have turned, and Anna coveting his wealth was just karma.

But there’s one thing!

"You look healthy, never sick; what if you live many more years? What if I die before you?"

Faced with Anna’s concern about him not dying soon enough, Conrad: "..."

"Forget it. Never mind my question!"

Anna temporarily put away the three documents, including the will, planning to consider them later.

"Wait!" Conrad called her.

Anna turned back to see Conrad pull out a familiar blue velvet ring box: "Take this with you!"

"That ring, I had Mary put it up for auction online, and someone bought it at triple the price; it turns out that person was you!"

"Anything I give away isn’t allowed to be randomly resold, remember?"

"Well, I see no reason to take back something I don’t want."

It’s not like only Conrad could speak with the domineering CEO tone; Anna could be just as arrogantly proud.

After all, she already had the triple amount paid!

She left the study without taking the ring, and Conrad didn’t particularly mind.

Playing with the undelivered ring box, at least he had managed to keep her.

President Sterling wasn’t in a bad mood, coincidentally Ethan Hawthorne called him, and he graciously answered.

"President Sterling! I heard you ran into Tanya Ford at the kindergarten today? Did she offend you? Tonight, I’ve prepared an event at ’Apex’ to apologize with a toast to you."

Ethan Hawthorne seemed to have quick intel, Conrad smirked coldly: "No need."

"Uh... no problem, take care of your matters."

"’Apex’ has investments from Sterling Group, your expenses tonight can be charged to my account."

"How can I possibly accept? Thank you, President Sterling!" Ethan Hawthorne was greatly flattered.

Initially worried that Tanya had offended Conrad at the kindergarten today and might sour his relations, Ethan felt relieved.

He was never valued in the Hawthorne Family; recently, some dumb luck seemed to have caught President Sterling’s eye, allowing him to speak in front of him.

With such a relationship that many people would beg for and fail to obtain, if Tanya caused Conrad to have issues with the Hawthorne Family, Ethan would be at a great loss.

Fortunately, President Sterling’s tone showed no intentions of blaming him.

Ethan finally relaxed, but he couldn’t see the coldness in Conrad’s eyes while at the club.

The rare good mood was ruined by this call.

Conrad’s gaze darkened, descending into an endless black fog, as if trapped in some distant, dark, painful memory.

In the past, when he felt this way, he’d liked to lock himself in the study.

But now, he didn’t want to be alone, after all, things were different now; he had a family.

Conrad opened the study door, just in time to lock eyes with Anna, who hadn’t managed to retreat.

Anna reacted quickly, instantly putting on an air that she wasn’t eavesdropping, walking away grandly.

President Sterling watched her retreating figure, unable to help the softening in his eyes, even letting a faint smile escape.