The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel - Chapter 345

Chapter 345: Leaving with Nothing

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Quince Larson hadn’t expected his cousin to be so vicious as to really hit him. In pain, he didn’t dare to stay any longer and quickly slipped away.

Yvette Larson’s mood was ruined by the morning’s happenings, and she was in no mood to work.

She sat at her desk in a daze for the entire morning and only left at lunchtime to get herself a bite. Yet, she couldn’t find anything that whetted her appetite.

Just like that, she ended up in front of a Starbucks.

Her husband had often brought her there for coffee in the past, so the place brought her nostalgia.

She walked into the cafe, but the sight that greeted her made her stop in her tracks.

Her husband was having coffee with Willow Stone, and there was even a set of couple rings in front of the latter!

Yvette Larson rushed over and questioned, “Finn, Willow, why are you guys together?”

The couple raised their heads and turned to her.

Finn Taylor’s gaze seemed awfully unfamiliar. “Why are you here, Yvette?”

“Tell me what’s going on.”

Her husband shrugged. “Since you’ve already seen it, I’m not going to hide it from you. I’m in a relationship with Willow.”

Thud!

Yvette Larson dropped the bag in her hand. “That’s impossible. How could you be in a relationship with Willow? You’re Finn Taylor—how could you have an affair?”

The man smiled and put the ring on the table on Willow Stone’s finger. “She’s prettier than you.”

His wife was still in a daze. “That’s absolutely impossible. It’s been three years. We’ve gone through so much and haven’t gotten a divorce. Why would you cheat on me now?”

Finn Taylor placed the other ring on his own finger. “I already transferred all the company shares to Linda James, but look at how she treats me. Yvette, here are the divorce papers. Just sign them.”

With that, he took out a document bag. In it were the divorce papers.

Finn Taylor pointed at the document and said, “You guys can have the house and the company. I’ll give everything to you; I’ll leave with nothing. Here, sign it.”

Yvette Larson’s hands were trembling. In fact, her whole body was shaking.

She couldn’t believe that her husband was now asking for a divorce.

Resolutely, she replied, “I’m not getting a divorce.”

With that said, she ran out of the cafe.

Finn Taylor felt like his heart was being stabbed by thousands of needles as he watched his wife’s departing figure. He took off the ring and picked up the bag from the ground before heading out.

Just as he was about to leave, Willow Stone said, “I like the ring you put on me.”

Finn Taylor turned around, his eyes dark. “You better take this secret to the grave. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die a horrible death.”

The other smirked. “Have you ever thought about how you’re going to explain this to her if you win? Will she forgive you?”

The man lit a cigarette. “You don’t have to worry about that.”

…

After leaving Starbucks, Yvette Larson rushed all the way home and slammed her room door behind her.

Of course, Linda James rushed in after her. Seeing her daughter tearing up, she said, “What, did you catch your husband with his mistress?”

Because of those words, Yvette Larson burst out and started sobbing.

From her daughter’s expression, Linda James knew that she had successfully convinced her son-in-law. “See, didn’t I tell you that Finn Taylor would go astray? You refused to believe me, but do you now see that I was only saying it for your good? Since he’s cheated on you, he has to leave with nothing. We can’t let him have the house or the company.”

Linda James’s constant nagging enraged Yvette Larson. “Scram! Hurry up and get out!”

The former was taken aback, but seeing that her daughter’s behavior was out of the ordinary, she didn’t dare to say anything more before leaving.

She had no sooner left the room than she received a message from her son-in-law: “Come to the foot of Pacific Heights.”

Linda James was incensed when she read it. “You’re asking an old woman to go down? Are you dead? Why can’t you come up?”

Linda James stomped out of the house and immediately lashed out when she saw Finn Taylor. “Are you dead? Why couldn’t you go up? Why do I have to come down here?”

The latter simply ignored her. “Here are the divorce papers; Yvette didn’t sign them. Find a way to get her to sign them.”

Finn Taylor handed the documents over.

Linda James had already expected this result. ‘My daughter is truly whipped for her husband now. It won’t be easy to convince her to get a divorce.’

As she took the documents, she asked, “Do you really have a mistress?”

“Does that have anything to do with you?” He shot back. “I’ve put money into this bank account, and it should be enough for the rest of Yvette’s life. Hand it to her—the passcode is her birthday. If you dare to take anything for yourself, I’ll make sure I deal with you.”

“Heh, what do you take me for? I love money, but I’ll never steal from my own daughter.” However, her curiosity was piqued. “How much is inside?”

“Five billion dollars.”

Linda James felt her knees weaken. When she found out that her son-in-law was the young master of Chicago’s Taylor family, she had already expected him to be rich. However, she had never imagined that he would be able to give others five billion dollars at a whim!

“I-is this all for Yvette?”

Finn Taylor rubbed his palms. “I’ve already told Yvette that I’ll leave the house and company to you while I’ll leave with nothing. I’ll deal with Quince Larson too. Diane Taylor will be back in a few days to take care of Yvette. Don’t you dare trouble her again.”

Linda James shook her head vigorously. “Of course not. I won’t dare to do that!”

‘With five billion dollars, who cares about Diane Taylor? I won’t even care if he gets ten Diane Taylors.’

“And…”

“What? There’s more? Are you her mom, or am I her mom? Do you think I don’t understand her well? I’ll take good care of her.”

Linda James was exceptionally polite toward Finn Taylor, and he couldn’t help but sneer. ‘How ironic.. She has always been so cold toward me over the past three years. The only time she’s ever being nice is when we’re getting a divorce?’