Chapter 541
“Adrian, let’s make a deal. Sell Fiona Quinn to me. What do you say p>
Adrian had barely hung up on Shane Porter when Roxanne called.
“What scheme are you brewing now p>
Adrian’s immediate instinct was that this was a trap.
“You don’t need to worry about my motives. Fiona is useless to you now.
From what I gather, you don’t care much for her anymore. Why not hand her over to
me? I can repurpose her, and you can get a handsome payout in return.
Think about it p>
“I’m not exactly hurting for cash p>
It wasn’t that Adrian had suddenly developed a conscience; he had simply experienced the viciousness of Porter Entertainment firsthand. If Roxanne was making this offer, it couldn’t be anything good.
“What if she’s willing to go p>
With her company in crisis, Roxanne desperately needed manpower. Fiona had spent years inside the Mercer Group and undoubtedly held valuable secrets about Mira.
Furthermore, holding Fiona gave Roxanne immense leverage over Mara.
“If Fiona is willing, I won’t stop her,” Adrian replied.
In his mind, there was no way Fiona would agree. She was paralyzed and bedridden. Staying in the Mercer estate was her only guarantee of a stable life.
If she lost her usefulness, the ruthless Porters would toss her to the curb without a second thought.
To his surprise, Roxanne arrived that very afternoon. She leaned in, whispering something into Fiona’s ear, and the paralyzed woman immediately agreed to leave.
As she was being prepared for transport, Adrian looked at her. “Are you really willing to go with her p>
Fiona offered a bitter, mocking smile. “She’s willing to pay the bail to get Mara out.” While you, her biological father, refused to lift a finger.
“Are you really going to burn the last shred of your value for a daughter who doesn’t have an ounce of conscience?” Adrian asked his brows deeply furrowed
“Yes. No matter how many mistakes she’s made, she is still my daughter. I brought her into this world, and I will sacrifice everything for her p>
Watching the attendants carry Fiona away from the estate, Adrian remained utterly baffled.
The very next day, Shane arrived with divorce papers for Fiona, demanding Adrian’s signature.
Adrian skimmed the document and scoffed. “In your dreams. This villa is a prenuptial asset. There is no way I’m giving her half p>
“True, everyone knows it’s a prenuptial asset.
But Fiona mentioned that you promised her half your wealth before she agreed to the divorce p>
Shane’s eyes gleamed with malice as his lips curled into a predatory smirk.
“She’s lying! That’s nothing but her one-sided claim!” Adrian yelled, his voice hoarse.
“And what if you agree to sign p>
“Why the hell would I p>
Before Adrian could finish, Shane’s
assistant, Allen, stepped up from
behind and pressed a damp
handkerchief over Adnan’s nose. Ine
seconds, his muscles went
completely slack, his strength
draining away.
He had been too careless. The moment Shane walked through the door, Adrian
should have known it was a trap. He never should have let Fiona leave.
With effortless cruelty, Shane
grabbed Adrian’s limp hand, forced
his thumb onto the inkpad, and
pressed his fingerprint onto the document. He then instructed Allen
to forge the signature.
Adrian remained completely conscious, his mind sharp, but his body was hopelessly paralyzed. He could do nothing but watch.
“This is all I have left to survive on. Why won’t you let it go p>
Shane feigned a look of deep agony, furrowing his brow. “But I don’t even have
scraps to survive on. Have some pity on me p>
“You… you p>
Adrian glared at Shane, stammering, unable to form a coherent sentence.
Shane turned to leave, took one step toward the door, then paused. He looked back
at Adrian and slowly withdrew his foot.