Cheyenne could no longer suppress the endless grievances and humiliation in her heart as two streams of tears rolled down her beautiful face.
Unfazed, Dominic glanced at her indifferently and made up his mind. "It's settled then. Divorce him by the end of today, and I'll get someone to visit the Millers tomorrow."
"Who said that it's settled? You people have no place to interfere in the affairs between me and my wife!" A cold and sharp voice sounded, followed by a tall, burly man emitting an icy cold aura pushing open the door of the conference room and walking straight in.
"Who is this man?"
"I don't know him. Why did he barge in?"
Cheyenne looked up, and her jaw dropped in disbelief the instant she got a clear look at the person who entered. "Lucas? W-why are you here?"
Everyone watched in shock as Lucas walked up to Cheyenne and wiped away the tears on her face.
"It's okay. No one can force you to do anything you don't want to do."
