Dad is usually nice, but once he gets angry, he’s especially scary. Joy shrank her neck and clung fearfully to her brother’s arm. "Caden, you take your sister to the car first." Tanya spoke gently at this moment. No matter how ugly things got between her and Vincent Hawthorne, she didn’t want to turn monstrous in front of the two children. Once Caden took Joy to the car and left, the warmth in Tanya’s eyes completely disappeared. Seeing Vincent Hawthorne walking over with a menacing expression, Julian Poole frowned and stood in front of Tanya. Vincent’s gaze at Julian was sharp as a knife. "What, haven’t had enough from the last beating? Still daring to pester my wife!" Julian retorted, "First of all, Tanya has already asked you for a divorce. Secondly, how are you any different from a gorilla who only knows how to solve problems with violence?" "As long as I don’t agree, the divorce won’t happen!" Vincent took a half step forward, coldly glaring at Julian’s angered face. He glanced at Tanya and then suddenly gave a sinister smile, "Back then, Tanya was chasing after me so humbly, begging me to love her, and when we were kissing and in bed, who knows where you were..." Julian couldn’t listen any longer, stimulated beyond reason by Vincent’s flippant desecration. "Shut up!" Julian swung a punch at Vincent. But Vincent reacted quickly, dodging easily, causing Julian to lose his balance and almost fall. Vincent sneered disdainfully, "Tanya, you really have no standards. After being with me, you can still look at a guy ? I think you’ve forgotten, when you were under me, lost and delirious, you swore you’d love me for a lifetime." The love she had for him in the past, now Vincent uses it as a weapon to humiliate her! Vincent secretly hoped Tanya would angrily lash out at him like before, full of shame and anger. He enjoyed seeing her lose control because of him, even if it was painful! But this time, Tanya only looked at him with cold revulsion. "Vincent, do you have any new tricks other than mentioning what happened in bed? Those two years, I might as well have been bitten by a dog." She retorted with a cold, sarcastic smile, "Also, don’t go thinking you’re some big deal." "Tanya!" Vincent was completely enraged. Tanya ignored him and looked at Julian, who was worried about her, her expression softening slightly, "Julian, thank you for coming with me today. You should go. There are some things I want to discuss with him alone." Julian frowned, "Tanya..." Just hearing Julian call Tanya that way made Vincent’s heart burn with fire. "My wife is telling you, an outsider, to get lost, don’t you understand?" At this moment, Vincent appeared to Tanya like a mad dog ready to lose control at any moment. She gently shook her head at Julian, her eyes pleading for him to leave first. "Tanya, call me any time if you need to." Julian reminded worriedly and eventually had to get in the car and leave. Now, only Tanya and Vincent were left. The night wind swept in, carrying the chill of late summer and early autumn, which also calmed Vincent down. "Let’s talk in the car." He turned and took a couple of steps before realizing Tanya hadn’t followed. Tanya stood where she was, the streetlamp behind her casting a long shadow, as thin as a wisp of night. Her voice was colder than the night. "Vincent, do you remember the evening you picked me up to go home? There was a woman’s lipstick in the passenger seat—it was Cindy Lynn’s." Upon hearing this, Vincent didn’t feel guilty; instead, he frowned and questioned her, "So, you’ve been pretending all along to deceive me?" Tanya laughed, her eyes devoid of warmth, "Compared to the lies you told me about Cindy Lynn, pretending to be blind was nothing." Vincent frowned deeply, a strong sense of helplessness in his eyes. "The odd things you did after waking up were indeed because of Cindy Lynn." He looked at Tanya coolly, speaking with disappointment, "So, the photos and information Silas Hawthorne used to threaten me, are they really from you?" Tonight, Silas had sent him copies, intimate photos, and chat records of him and Cindy Lynn... He used these to blackmail him into stepping down from the board. Vincent had missed the call from Joy’s teacher, Ms. Underwood, because he had been dealing with this. Tanya was indeed driven by love turned to hate and jealousy, getting revenge on him! At this moment, Vincent wasn’t angry, but oddly enough, he even felt a tinge of indescribable pride. He took out a pack of cigarettes, expertly flicked one out, and bit it between his lips, lighting it. Vincent took a deep drag, exhaling a puff of white smoke, his famously charming eyes looking across the smoky veil at Tanya. "I’ve never slept with Cindy Lynn." He told her bluntly, "Indeed, Cindy Lynn is quite special to me. I’ve taken care of her because she saved my life, and she’s been good to Joy and Caden, filling the void you left as their mother! In that sense, you should be grateful to her." When people reach an extreme point of speechlessness, they can laugh in anger. Tanya looked at Vincent’s sanctimonious stupidity, no longer feeling disappointed. This idiot deserves to be led by the nose by Cindy Lynn. "Do my children need her care? Has everyone in The Hawthorne Family died, that they need a secretary to take care of the family’s bloodline?!" These words were harsh, and Vincent’s expression turned cold. "Tanya, watch your mouth, the Hawthornes are also your family!" Tanya laughed until she was shaking, "Family? Your whole family guards against me like a thief, treats me like a servant, even the butler can boss me around. Is this what you call family? Would you think it normal if Yvonne Hawthorne were treated by her in-laws after she gets married?" Vincent was rendered speechless for a moment. If it were Yvonne... He clenched his fists. Vincent didn’t want to admit to his double standards and weakly argued, "Yvonne is different from you; she’s been pampered since childhood." Tanya spoke with chilling clarity, "So Vincent, in your eyes, because I come from a humble background, with no family, does that mean I deserve to be treated as a servant by your Hawthorne Family?" He finally had nothing to say. The beneficiaries know better than anyone that they are profiting, they just don’t want to admit it. The Hawthorne Family enjoyed all the benefits from Tanya Sinclair, yet they took it all for granted... "And you said, Cindy Lynn saved your life." Tanya reminded him expressionlessly, "Vincent Hawthorne, I’ve saved you three times." "If Cindy Lynn saving you once makes you treat her so specially, then I saved you three times. Do me a favor and get a divorce, give me custody of the two kids. Then we’re even!" Vincent was slightly stunned. That time climbing, plus the time he was kidnapped... That’s two times, where did the third time come from? He couldn’t figure it out for a moment, only assumed Tanya referred to almost dying twice while giving birth. "Tanya, stop right there!" As Tanya turned to leave, Vincent dashed forward to grab her. Tanya, fed up, turned and slapped him hard across the face. She said coldly, "I also have backups of the data that Silas Hawthorne has in his hands. If you dare to mess with me again, I don’t mind personally exposing how the ’good husband’ everyone knows cheats with his secretary!" She had endured until now because she lacked financial support, and the Hawthorne family was large and powerful. If things really got out of hand, the worst-case scenario might be she’d be ’accidentally killed’. Besides, it was because of the two kids. In front of the two children, Vincent always pretended to be a good father. She didn’t want to tear things up too badly with him. The painful childhood she experienced still haunted her like a nightmare, and she didn’t want her kids to go through the same thing! Tanya took a deep breath to compose herself, left a final word as she was about to leave. "Six million, make sure you transfer it to my account by tomorrow." Tanya looked at him with disdain, "Doing such childish things as freezing my card and blacklisting me in the industry, Vincent Hawthorne, you disgust me!" With that, Tanya left without looking back. Vincent was wary of what Tanya said, not daring to pursue her further. He turned around and got into the car, but didn’t start it right away. His mind was filled with Tanya’s angry accusations. ’Doing such childish things as freezing my card and blacklisting me in the industry, Vincent Hawthorne, you disgust me!’ Vincent frowned, looking very displeased. He indeed froze Tanya’s card, but blacklisting her in the industry, that was not his doing! Whoever did it, still dared to pin it on him! A call came in right then. It was from Cody Crawford. Vincent answered, his tone not too pleasant, "What’s up?" Cody immediately sensed Vincent’s bad mood. "Bro, come out and have some fun, drink a few with the guys to relax!" "No time." Vincent was about to hang up when he suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "Is Rhys Lucas there with you?" "Yeah, Brother Lucas is right here, drinking!" Vincent took a deep breath, "Send me the address, I’ll be right there." The power to blacklist Tanya Sinclair, and without having to worry about The Hawthornes... that was Rhys Lucas! After receiving the address Cody sent, Vincent drove there as fast as he could. A group of rich young men were having a gathering in a private room at a luxurious business club. When Vincent got there, a waiter had just finished delivering drinks and was exiting. "Mr. Hawthorne." The waiter recognized Vincent and greeted him respectfully. Vincent nodded slightly, holding the private room door before it closed, intending to enter when the conversation inside became clear. "Boss Lucas, you’re really ruthless! Using your family’s old master’s influence to blacklist Tanya Sinclair. Even if the boss of Westgard Pharmaceuticals was Declan Pierce, he probably wouldn’t dare to defend her!" The hand Vincent pressed against the door had turned pale. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝 Another voice spoke up. "Tanya Sinclair being a vegetative state for five years, it’s not easy finding a job. Boss Lucas, with your actions, she’s done for. Aren’t you and Vincent Hawthorne best bros? Doing this to his wife doesn’t seem right?" Rhys Lucas’s slightly drunk voice came with deep sarcasm. "In Vincent Hawthorne’s eyes, Tanya Sinclair is just a dog he can command at will. Recently, this dog has been disobedient, so I gave her a little lesson. How could he blame me? He might even thank me." The room erupted in laughter. Cody couldn’t join in the laughter, finding their words a bit too much. He was about to change the subject when he saw the door of the room suddenly pushed open. Stepping inside was Vincent Hawthorne. "Brother Hawthorne." Cody called out. Everyone turned to look at Vincent, with Rhys Lucas still holding a glass, raising it slightly in his direction. "Vincent, what do you want to drink? Order a few more..." Before he could finish his words, Vincent kicked the bottles blocking his path aside, stormed over, grabbed Rhys Lucas by the collar, lifting him from the sofa. "Who the hell told you to blacklist Tanya Sinclair?!"