Chapter 3 Chapter 3

Several helicopters took off one by one, and the loud noise instantly filled the quiet street.

Countless helicopters rushed over toward Greg, and the onlookers were dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on? Why are there so many helicopters all of a sudden?"

"Damn... Are they shooting for a film?"

The ropes were thrown down, and a group of strong men in suits came down.

Clara, Lucas, and Greg were all surrounded in an instant.

An old man in luxurious clothes walked over slowly with a cane made of pure gold.

Lucas was stunned. He had encountered many shocking scenes, but he had never seen anything so unbelievable.

Even the most powerful forces in Bianca City couldn't do this.

Mr. Eden walked toward Greg, bowed slightly, and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Donnie."

And then, the men in suits also shouted, "Mr. Donnie!"

Their voice was deafening, resounding through the entire street.

Clara was completely dumbfounded by the scene in front of her.

Mr. Donnie?

Did Greg summon them?

She knew Greg very well after living together for years.

Greg was just an employee, and he couldn't be more ordinary. How could he be the son of a wealthy family?

Lucas was also confused.

His perception of Greg was exactly the same as Clara's.

Greg strolled toward Lucas, and a bodyguard immediately forced Lucas to kneel.

Greg raised his eyebrows and patted Lucas's plump cheek.

"Loser, weren't you very arrogant just now?"

"Destroy him!"

"No... Don't!"

Before Lucas could recover from the shock, several bodyguards rushed over to beat him up, and he screamed miserably.

Clara trembled all over.

She couldn't believe that Greg would have such a background. Had he been pretending all the time?

Seeing Greg turn around and approach, her legs went limp, and she knelt on the ground.

"Greg, I... I'm sorry."

Greg smiled gently and helped Clara up.

"I have 500 million dollars on my card. If you didn't divorce me, all the money would be yours. I could have bought you whatever you wanted."

"I can buy a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand Audi."

Clara was shocked. She could never imagine the feeling of having 500 million dollars.

"Really?"

"Then... darling, let's remarry. From now on, I promise I won't let you down again. I will care for our daughter and watch her grow up."

"Okay."

Clara didn't dare to imagine that Greg would actually forgive her. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt very emotional.

"Darling, I love you."

Clara leaned against Greg. At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder how she would squander 500 million.

First, she would buy the most expensive clothes in the world so that all her friends would envy her. From now on, she would only eat in high-end restaurants and buy the most expensive cars and villas...

As she was thinking happily, Greg suddenly asked, "You cheated on me with Lucas because he forced you. You didn't want to let me down. Right?"

Clara froze for a moment, then nodded immediately.

"Of course."

Immediately, Clara felt a burning pain in her cheek.

"Darling... why did you slap me?"

"You bitch. How dare you still call me like that?"

"You cheated on me and even abandoned your daughter for money."

"How dare you ask?"

Clara fell to her knees. Only then did she realize that Greg hadn't forgiven her, so she quickly hugged Greg's leg.

"Honey, I'm so sorry. Please give me one last chance."

"I gave you two chances, but you didn't take them. It's too late to apologize."

"Darling..."

Greg slapped Clara again and pushed her away like she had pushed Alice.

Clara fell and crawled towards Greg like a worm.

But before she could crawl to his feet, a bodyguard stopped her.

Greg put his attention on the Audi.

"Tear it apart. Crush it into pieces."

"Yes, sir!"

A group of people went up and dismantled the car like professionals.

The onlookers stood far away and dared not approach.

They didn't expect Greg to be so arrogant.

"Okay, stop."

Greg suddenly felt bored, so he turned around and left.

The men boarded the helicopter and took off. Clara got up and chased desperately underneath.

"Honey, I'm sorry! Please remarry me!"