The elder's sword-like eyebrows lifted, and within his deep, ink-like eyes, emotions were difficult to predict, "Olivia Jenkins, do you have any objections to this outcome?"
Olivia Jenkins spoke calmly, "I have no objections."
The elder's profound gaze seemed to unsettle the heart, "Tomorrow morning, you and Daniel Marshall are to go to the civil affairs office to complete the divorce procedures."
Olivia Jenkins' expression still showed no change as she calmly replied, "Yes!"
The elder's lips were tightly pursed, fury seemingly about to blaze from his eyes.
Glaring viciously at Olivia Jenkins, the elder was the first to leave.
Daniel Marshall's complexion was frighteningly cold, his gaze like the chilling edge of a knife blade, icy and merciless, carrying a terrifying sense of horror, "Tomorrow morning, don't be absent! Martin Wallace, make my conditions clear to her."
