Chapter 460:


    Joyce lingered, pressing her lips into a sly smile as she raised a brow, mimicking how Katrina always seduced Caiden.


    Leaning toward Alexander, she murmured, “Alex…”


    But before she could finish, he pulled her away forcefully.


    “Joyce.” Alexander’s voice pierced through the stillness of the night, cold and sharp like a de.


    “It’s time we end this. Let’s get a divorce.”


    Even though she had braced herself for this moment, hearing the words out loud sent a jolt of panic racing through her.


    “What are you saying?”


    “I mean exactly what I said. Let’s end this. There’s no point in dragging it on.”


    Fury bubbled inside Joyce. She was ready to snap but held herself back, her voice barely a whisper.


    “Why?”


    “Why? It’s clear as day.


    You’ve been part of the Bet family for months, yet not a single one likes you. The house staff doesn’t respect you, and the employees think you’re useless. Joyce, can’t you see? Everyone looks down on you.”


    Joyce balled her fists, scrambling for a reason.


    “It’s because you’re indifferent to me! The way you treat me sets the tone for everyone else. If you showed me some real affection, they’d follow suit. They’re all just a bunch of yes-men, only reacting to what you do!”


    Alexander could feel a headache brewing, his frustration growing by the second.


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    “Is that your view of them? Let me remind you, on our wedding day, when you were drunk, it was the staff who took care of you. My father made you soup in the morning, and my uncles gave you gifts. Have you ever stopped to wonder why they don’t like you now? It’s because you think you’re better than everyone now that you’ve got some cash.”


    Joyce sulked.


    “If they had the skills, they’d make as much as I do.”


    Alexander felt like he was speaking to a brick wall.


    “I’ve said all I need to say. We can part ways peacefully, or we’ll go to court. It’s up to you.”


    Without another word, Alexander turned and walked away, not willing to stay in the same room a second longer.


    A few momentster, Katrina appeared and saw Joyce standing alone, her face streaked with tears and smeared with snot.


    Dani and Cedric had already made their way home. As the door creaked open, Dani peeled away from Cedric’s warm embrace, her attention riveted to the TV screen. Cedric exhaled deeply, and Dani nced at him with a smile.


    Katrina and Joyce walked in mid-conversation.


    “You really need to rein in that temper of yours, Joyce.


    You’ve gone from bride to nearly divorced. What does that tell the world about you?”


    Joyce dismissed the mention of divorce with a casual shrug, as if it were mere pillow talk. Divorce was often a card yed but seldom dealt. She figured a bit of sweet-talking could smooth things overter. Even as a twice-married woman, she knew Alexander’s track record was no trophy either.


    With a dismissive wave, Joyce ascended the stairs to retire for the night, while Katrina took the food to the kitchen.


    A sudden thought struck her, and she turned, casting her gaze from Dani and Cedric to Lillian.


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