C18 Divorce Failed!

Yann Qiai walked out of the courthouse, exasperated, and shouted to the sky, "Is it too much to ask for a divorce? Why is it so hard?"

She realized that getting a divorce required Yan Zhimo's consent, meaning she'd have to ask him for it. But she couldn't bear to see his face again, knowing he'd make things difficult for her.

After some thought, she reluctantly pulled out her phone to call Linyue for help.

"Hello?" Linyue's voice came through the line.

"Linyue, what do I do? I can't get divorced. I only have our marriage certificate and his ID, but I need him to personally agree to the divorce at the courthouse."

There was silence on the other end. Yann Qiai had no choice but to plead.

"Linyue, I'm not lying. I really want this divorce, but I'm stuck. I don't love him, and he doesn't love me. He's just making things hard for me, and I can't stand to see him anymore."

Linyue furrowed his brow, thinking it over.

"Alright, I'll help you."

"Really? Do you have a plan?" Yann Qiai felt a glimmer of hope, like a lifeline had been thrown her way.

"He's my cousin. If I step in, it might be easier to handle."

"That's great. I'm counting on you."

"Just don't forget our agreement."

"Of course, I won't!"

After hanging up, Yann Qiai happily got into a cab and headed back to the office, ready to tackle her new role.

As she returned to work, the elevator doors opened to reveal a short man in a suit pacing nervously outside her office. Seeing Yann Qiai, he hurried over.

"Miss Yann, hello. I'm Sun Yongquan, the finance manager. I just discovered during the financial handover that a large sum of money is unaccounted for. Mrs. Yann mentioned a new business venture requiring funds, so she might have used it."

"What? Are you serious?" Yann Qiai was furious. What was this stepmother trying to do to their family company? "Don't panic yet. I'll go ask her what's going on." Yann Qiai picked up his phone and dialed Yun Yan's number.

"Hello—" The familiar yet irritating voice came through the line.

"This is Yann Qiai. I need to ask you, did you use some of the company's funds?" Yann Qiai asked coldly.

"What?" Yun Yan sounded a bit nervous at the mention of funds, but quickly regained her composure, a hint of smugness in her voice. "Oh, Yann Qiai, don't be ridiculous. When did I ever touch the company's money?"

"Stop pretending. The finance manager already told me you lied about a new business deal and took the company's money," Yann Qiai said, recognizing the deceit in Yun Yan's tone.

"What makes you say it was me? Even if it was, what can you do about it? Do you have any proof?" Yun Yan had already prepared an escape plan, secretly transferring company funds without leaving any incriminating evidence. Even if she admitted it, Yann Qiai couldn't do anything to her.

"You wicked woman! I'll make sure you return it," Yann Qiai snapped, hanging up the phone in frustration and walking into the office.

When Yan Zhimo returned to the villa, he went straight inside.

"Where's Mrs. Yann?"

Mr. Lee heard Yan Zhimo's voice and couldn't help but shiver, but quickly put on a calm facade. "Mrs. Yann has been in her room and hasn't come out."

"Good." Yan Zhimo was pleased with Mr. Lee's answer, a smile tugging at his lips. He hadn't seen her since going out earlier and was worried she might run away, but it seemed she wasn't going anywhere.

Yan Zhimo walked up to the second floor and headed to the room from last night. He opened the door, only to find it empty. Suddenly alert, he frowned and quickly checked the bathroom, finding it empty as well.

“Damn it!” Yan Zhimo cursed loudly. Hadn’t Mr. Lee said she hadn’t left her room? So why was she missing?

Suppressing his anger, Yan Zhimo hurried downstairs. “Mr. Lee! Mr. Lee!”

Mr. Lee rushed over, feigning confusion. “What’s wrong, sir?”

“Why isn’t that woman upstairs?” Yan Zhimo shouted furiously.

“What? She’s not upstairs? But she never left,” Mr. Lee lied cautiously. “Could she have escaped on her own?”

“Damn it!” Yan Zhimo’s brow furrowed even deeper. He had underestimated her. Even with increased security, she managed to slip away!

Just as his anger was about to boil over, his phone rang. He snatched it up, answering with an impatient growl, “What?”

The voice on the other end was clearly intimidated by his anger, stammering, “B-boss, the new CEO of Yann’s Group said they’re not merging with us anymore.”

“What? A new CEO?”

“Yes... the one who disrupted the signing day, I think their name is Qiai.”

Hearing the familiar name, Yan Zhimo paused. Qiai, so you’ve become the new CEO of Yann’s? It seems fate doesn’t want me to let you off the hook. Fine, I’ll make sure you understand the consequences of running away!

A spark of inspiration flashed in Yan Zhimo’s mind. With a mischievous grin, he suddenly spoke gently into the phone, “Find out who holds the other shares in Yann’s.”