Chapter 344: Scram!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

By now, Finn Taylor was on the verge of exploding.

Though left with no answer, the guardians didn’t dare to probe any further. They didn’t want to tempt fate.

However, Hunter Sullivan truly pitied those fighters in the underground arena. ‘Why did they have to provoke him? They got beaten up for nothing.’

Finn Taylor drove up to Hunter Sullivan’s residence on Pacific Heights.

“Bring out your wine,” Finn Taylor immediately commanded the latter upon entering.

Naturally, the latter wasn’t going to refuse. ‘It seems like my boss is ready to lose himself in alcohol.’

He gestured for the other three men to follow him.

Hunter Sullivan had a vast collection of wine, and the four men carried the entire collection.

‘They’re just like pirates. They’re just using Finn Taylor as an excuse to rob me of my wine.’ However, Hunter Sullivan wasn’t stingy and had no intention of holding anything back from the rest, nor was Master Peregrine going to hold back.

Master Peregrine gulped down bottle after bottle, leaving his subordinates looking on with trepidation.

All four of them could tell that Finn Taylor was in great pain. Otherwise, he would never hurt himself like this.

Although they all accompanied the heartbroken man as he drank, none of them dared to speak loudly, for fear that they would accidentally provoke the former.

That night, Finn Taylor lost himself in alcohol. Naturally, he spent the night away from home.

It was Hunter Sullivan who made a call to the former’s wife to inform her where her husband was.

With the night wind blowing outside, Yvette Larson felt exceptionally cold now that she was left alone in the room.

She didn’t just feel physically cold. For some reason, she could also feel shivers within her body.

It seemed as though something was going to go horribly wrong, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

The next day, she woke up bright and early. However, her husband still wasn’t back.

“Don’t bother looking for him. He must be sleeping with some other woman.” Linda James didn’t miss out on the chance to make a jab at her daughter as though it would benefit her.

Yvette Larson could hardly be bothered with her mother and simply left the house.

However, Linda James was over the moon. ‘Finn has never done this. His abnormal behavior must mean that he’s starting to hesitate. I guess it won’t be long before they get a divorce.’

When Hunter Sullivan awoke, he realized that his boss was already gone. He tried calling the latter but couldn’t get through.

Rocky Hills Hotel, Room 303.

Willow Stone gazed at Finn Taylor, a smile evident on her face. “This is your first time taking the initiative to visit me.”

Finn Taylor’s expression was dark as he took out a cigarette.

The other coughed as she choked on the smoke.

Even though she could hardly stand the smoke, she asked, “Why are you here?”

“Be my girlfriend.”

Cough! Cough!

Willow Stone had choked on the smoke earlier, but she was now coughing because of Finn Taylor’s words. “What did you say?”

Disbelief was written all over Willow Stone’s face. She wondered if she was in a dream.

“I want to divorce Yvette, so I want you to put on a show and act as my girlfriend.”

Willow Stone stared at him with her jaw dropped. For some reason, she didn’t feel happy even after learning that the couple was going to get a divorce.

This was what she was looking forward to, yet she couldn’t seem to get her spirits up.

“What kind of joke are you playing on me? Why would you suddenly want to get a divorce?”

“Can’t you tell?”

Willow Stone came to a sudden realization. “Oh, South-East Asia’s Taylor family. I guess you don’t want to drag Yvette Larson down if you lose.”

Finn Taylor placed a card down. “Here is 150,000 dollars. It should be enough for this act.”

With that, he left.

Willow Stone tried to keep him but couldn’t bring herself to do so. ‘Even if he divorces Yvette Larson, I stand no chance at all. This so-called ‘divorce’ and act is all for her sake.’

…

Yvette Larson drove to the office, but something felt amiss when she entered.

All of a sudden, her assistant ran up to her. “Ms. Larson, Quince Larson is here.”

It had been a while since Yvette Larson had come to the office. Ever since Finn Taylor had transferred ownership of the company to her parents, he had instructed her not to interfere with the company’s matters. Since then, the company had gotten into quite a lot of trouble.

Even though she had heard about the troubles, she had chosen not to get involved out of her trust in her husband.

She was only here because her mother had frustrated her too much. Who would’ve thought that this would happen?

“Where’s he?”

“In the meeting room.”

Yvette Larson nodded before heading there. As she walked into the room, she spotted her cousin leaning back against the chair, sipping on some tea.

“Oh, you’re finally here in the office.”

Yvette Larson sat down and looked at the other. “Why are you here?”

“This is the Larson Corporation. Why can’t I be here?”

“You sold the company. It doesn’t have anything to do with you anymore.”

“But I heard that you guys were saying how this is the Larson family’s company. Since that’s the case, I’m welcome to be here.”

“Stop pretending. What are you really here for?”

“Yvette, I bet you still have no idea about Finn Taylor’s true identity. He’s being targeted by Melanie Taylor now. Aren’t you afraid?”

Yvette Larson was slightly stumped. ‘I only found out about Finn’s identity yesterday, but my cousin knew about it before that?’

Her cousin replied, “Chicago’s Taylor family may be famous, but unfortunately, Finn Taylor is the jinx of the family, not the saint. Not a single person in the Taylor family likes him. I bet you don’t know about that, do you? Yvette Larson, I’m here to tell you that almost all of your clients are gone. It won’t be long before you have to declare bankruptcy. I’m sure you can see that the Taylor siblings are targeting you as well. Instead of letting the company go under, why don’t you sell it to me for a good price? After all, it’s the Larson family’s company. It’s only right that I inherit the company as the family’s eldest grandson.”

“Scram! I’m not selling it—never!” Yvette Larson flared up. ‘Finn put in so much effort into obtaining the company from Quince Larson. How could I sell it? I’d be letting him down if I sell it.’

Quince Larson sighed and shook his head. “How stubborn.”

As he said so, his cousin picked up a broom from the corner of the room and threw it at him, shouting, “Scram! Now!”