C6 When Do You Plan to Divorce?

Harlan leaned over and picked him up. His voice softened, "I lied to you. She really likes you."

"Really? Then why didn't she come home with me?" Darren's mood suddenly brightened as he looked at his father and asked for an answer.

"…" Harlan did not want to bother with him anymore.

"Young Master." Jared quietly appeared behind them. "The lady just now was Young Master's friend, the second young master of the Haver family, and the young mistress of the Troup family."

Harlan narrowed his eyes. The Troup family? The Haver family?

"Also… Young Master, I heard that the one who should have married into the Troup family was her sister, the eldest daughter of the Haver family, Sina. However, she used some unknown method to force her sister away and marry her future brother-in-law. After the marriage, the two of them lived separately. The young master of the Troup family also seemed to hate this nominal wife." Jared couldn't help but click his tongue. This woman really had some tricks up her sleeves.

"Sina?" This name sounded familiar.

Jared said, "Yes, it was the woman who introduced herself to you at the cocktail party in America two months ago. She asked you for her phone number. Then you gave her my number."

Harlan did not care. "I remember that she looks pretty good. You should be happy."

Jared was speechless.

Harlan lowered his eyes and looked at the depressed Darren in his arms. He asked, "Do you really like her?"

"Okay!"

"Why?"

"She wiped Darren's medicine, fed him snacks, and even bought him sweets."

Jared's eyelids twitched. Was the young master so easily bought? If he remembered correctly, there had been quite a few noble ladies who had sent gifts to the mansion, but the young master didn't even look at them...

Harlan asked, "You want her to live with you?"

Darren nodded without hesitation.

Harlan looked up at Jared again. There was a deeper meaning in his cold eyes. The latter subconsciously took two steps back, feeling a chill down his spine.

What was the young master trying to do?

...

Renee was stopped by a man as soon as she arrived at the apartment building.

She walked left, and the man walked right. She walked right, and the man walked left.

"I know I'm pretty, but don't you think it's a bit too much for you to do that in broad daylight?"

Jared coughed twice and said, "Miss Haver, you misunderstood."

Renee crossed her arms and tilted her head to look at him for a while. "I don't think I know you."

"Yes... Yes... Although I know this is a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask you a question."

"Ask away. You're a man, why are you stuttering?"

Taking the risk of being beaten up on the street, Jared asked with a smile, "When does my Young Master want to divorce Miss Haver?"

"..." The air instantly became silent.

Renee's gaze towards him was filled with a strange look.

Jared said again, "Only after you divorce him will he be able to marry you in a proper manner."

What kind of lines were these? He was about to quit!

What he didn't expect was that Renee didn't call him crazy. She only touched her own face and thought about it. She didn't expect that her beauty had already reached the point where people were furious. There were even people lining up to wait for her to divorce.

Renee patted his shoulder and comforted him softly, "Luo Qian has a husband. In the next life, we will be connected by fate. Don't be sad and don't cry. The other half of your life is on the way."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Jared's eyelids twitched. This woman's tone was obviously... treating him as a lunatic!

The mission had failed.

When he went back and was about to tell the Young Master about this good news, he found that there was no one in the black Maybach.

Jared felt even more horrified. Did the Young Master personally take action with the Young Master?

To brazenly pry into the wall, he was probably the only one in the whole world.

...

Renee had just opened the door with the key and was about to go in when a tall and straight figure appeared at the door. There was a cute little bun in his arms.

The moment Darren saw her, he stretched out his hand and smiled, "Aunt, hug."

Renee's heart softened. She didn't have the time to think about it and just took him over. After a while, she finally reacted, "Sir, why are you looking for me?"

Harlan's voice was low and deep, "Let's talk."

"This..." What was Ronny going to talk to her about?

Seeing that they had been through thick and thin together in the elevator, and that he was carrying the little bun in his arms, Renee made way for him, "Please come in."

This was her rented apartment. Normally, she felt that it was spacious enough to live alone, but this man was over 1.8 meters tall. After entering, it seemed that the apartment was much smaller.

Renee put the little bun on the sofa and went to cut a plate of fruit. She was a little unsure why he had come to find her. After a pause, she suddenly realized, "Are you here because you were late for the audition? Don't worry, with your image, you are a popular person. Even if Ronny is blind, he won't give up such a good opportunity. You..."

"When does Miss Haver intend to get a divorce?"

"..." Why did this sentence sound so familiar?

"As long as you are willing to divorce, we can immediately get married." Even when he said this, the man's face was still cold, as if it had never melted.

Such arrogant words, but he said it so naturally.

He was like a king who could decide life and death.

Renee felt that her life was full of challenges.

She subconsciously looked at the little bun who was eating mangoes seriously on the sofa. Before she could say anything, the man seemed to have already known what she was thinking. "Darren doesn't have a mother."

"..." Alright.

This was, after all, someone else's family matter, so she couldn't ask any more questions. Furthermore, Darren was still here. She pursed her lips and said, "Were you the one who sent that person downstairs just now?"

"Yes."

If she had thought that she had just met a person who was a little bit out of sorts on the way, then now she might have thought that she was dreaming.

Renee sat up straight and said, "Sir, don't joke with me. With your qualifications, what kind of wife do you want? Even if I'm married, I won't be able to get such a good thing, right? Besides... Aren't you afraid that I'm a stepmother who destroys the flowers of our country? You should go find someone else."

"You are different from them."

Renee paused. Just as she was waiting for the man to praise her, he said, "You're thick-skinned, sharp-tongued, vicious, and suitable to be pushed out to block the gun."

"..." The corner of Renee's mouth twitched. She pointed to the door and said, "Let's end today's conversation here. You can leave now."

Harlan's eyes flashed with a faint smile. He put a business card on the tea table and said, "Feel free to look for me anytime. Miss Haver, trust me. This is a win-win situation. Being Mrs. Carrell is definitely more ostentatious than being Mrs. Haver now."