Ellis Olsen frowned as he walked with his assistant to the living room door, where he saw a girl with her back to him, holding two divorce agreements, her hands trembling.
He instantly furrowed his brow further but halted his steps, not entering the room right away.
The girl's voice was low and tearful, head bowed as she said in a muffled tone, "Howard, I don't want a divorce..."
Howard impatiently rebuked her, "Keera, look at yourself now, staying home all day. I've been managing the company all these years. What about you? You just had a child, living in confusion every day, living off the company's money in luxury for so many years. What have you contributed to the company? Now that there's just a bit of debt, you don't want to take responsibility?"
The girl's voice trembled, "When we graduated, it was you who said I didn't need to work! You said all I had to do was be your wife..."
In this period, Keira Olsen had been reading through Keera's diaries.
