Chapter 169

Brandon was losing it. He knew he couldn't take on Savannah, so he just stood there in the living room, fuming.

"I really messed up. Please, for the kids' sake, forgive me. I didn't mean it."

"From now on, I'll do whatever you say. I'll hand over the company to you, just don't divorce me. I'll agree to anything. I'll get rid of those people, fire anyone you don't like at the company. Please, honey?"

"Just don't divorce me, I'm begging you!"

He suddenly dropped to his knees, pleading with me.

I scoffed, "Brandon, don't think I don't know about all the dirty things you've done behind my back."

"Tell me, after I gave birth to Yves and Aria and was in a coma for a while, what happened?"

Brandon stayed silent, guilt flashing across his face.

"I really don't know, honey. Weren't you just sick?"

"Don't think I don't know. I went to the hospital later and found out the medication you gave me was harmful to my body, making my condition worse!"

"Was this your doing? Were you trying to kill me to take back the company for the Jordan family? So you could become a spotless, prestigious family?"

Brandon finally panicked, realizing I knew the truth. "Honey, it wasn't my idea. It was Shirley's. She wanted to harm you. It had nothing to do with me."

I knew he'd try to pin the blame on someone else. I lost even more respect for him. If he had just admitted it, I might have respected him as a man.

"Did you not know about the drugs Shirley gave me? Don't tell me you had no idea. This was all Shirley's doing?"

"Don't think I don't have evidence. If I didn't have enough proof, would I be saying this? I have enough evidence to put you in jail, Brandon."

He fell to the ground, banging his head. "Honey, I was wrong. It was my fault. I was bewitched by Shirley. I'll never do anything like this again."

"Do you really want our three kids to grow up without a father and see our family fall apart?"

"Let it fall apart. I stopped caring about this family a long time ago."

"I've already talked to the kids. They all agree with the divorce. Now get out!"

My tone was firm, and no matter what he said, I wouldn't budge. Brandon stopped pretending, stood up, and wiped the blood off his face.

"Caroline, don't even think about divorcing me. It's never going to happen. You'll be stuck with me for life. Let's see who outlasts who."

"I have ways to keep us tied together forever. Let's see what you do then."

"And be careful not to die before me, or all your assets will be mine."

His words were a blatant threat. I sneered, "We'll see who outlasts who. Just wait and see."

"Haven't you noticed? Everyone connected to you is dying. Jason's gone, your mom's gone. You're next."

He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, but Savannah blocked him, pointing at him. "What do you think you're doing?"

Brandon, clearly afraid of Savannah, took a couple of steps back. "Caroline, just wait. We'll grow old together."

He said it through gritted teeth, his bloody face making the threat even more terrifying.

I rolled my eyes and signaled to Savannah before turning to leave.

Grow old together? Yeah, right.

I took Savannah back to the hotel.

Now that I'd torn things apart with Brandon, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders, but I was still worried. I didn't know what this mad dog might do next.

So I called Royce. He should still be in Suncrest City. "Hey, are you still in Suncrest City?"

Royce answered, "Yeah, what's up?"

"I'm heading back to Skyview City in a couple of days. I know the situation there, and I'll handle it. Don't worry."

"That's not it. I just had a huge fight with Brandon. We really went at it."

"I told him I want a divorce, but I'm worried he might do something to my mom. Can you help protect her and the kids? I'm afraid he might..."

Before I could finish, Royce understood. "Don't worry. I'll increase security around them. Even if you hadn't asked, I was already planning on it."

His words reassured me. Royce was always reliable.

I thanked him, "Without you, I wouldn't know what to do about my mom. She's my weak spot, and Brandon is hard to deal with because he doesn't care about anyone. He has no heart."

Royce nodded. "Of course. I'll make sure she's safe. And you need to be careful too. I'll be back in Skyview City soon."

For some reason, his promise made me feel much more at ease.

After hanging up, Savannah said, "Ms. Sharp, the bath is ready. Why don't you take a soak and relax?"

I nodded and went to the bathroom, sinking into the hot water.

In the mirror opposite the tub, the bruises on my neck were glaringly obvious, turning even redder in the steam.

These marks were like my ten-year marriage, always held by an invisible hand, leaving scars over time. But now, it was time to remove that hand.

I got out of the bath.

Savannah saw the marks on my neck and was shocked. She hadn't expected them to become so visible after the bath. What were faint bruises before were now fully revealed, with clear handprints.

Savannah gritted her teeth. "That bastard. I'll kill him myself one day."

"Ms. Sharp, do you need me to get some ointment for you?"

I shook my head. "No, this is a reminder to never go soft again. We're in this for the long haul. From today, we're officially at war with Brandon. Get ready."

Savannah nodded firmly. "Don't worry, Ms. Sharp. I'm always on your side."

With Savannah, Royce, Simon, and Kathy's help, I was confident I could win this battle.

As for Brandon's threats, I no longer took them seriously. To me, he was just a useless drunk.