"Dustin, here is the divorce agreement prepared by Ms. Nicholson, please sign it."
In the president's office of the Quine Group, Lyra Blaine, the secretary, placed a piece of paper on the table. A man sat opposite her, dressed in plain clothing.
"Divorce? What do you mean?"
"Your marriage with Ms. Nicholson is over. You're not even on the same level anymore. Your existence is nothing but a smear on our CEO's reputation!"
"A smear on her reputation?" Dustin frowned. "Is that what she thinks of me?"
Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years. After Dahlia's meteoric rise to success, she was about to abandon Dustin as a burden and filed for divorce. Unbeknownst to her, everything she had ever achieved was actually bestowed by him.
Back when they first got married, he was the one who helped them when they were at their rock bottom. Now that they became rich, Dahlia Nicholson was ready to kick him out.
With the sound of the door opening, a pair of enchanting high heels came into his view.
"You're finally here."
Dustin felt complicated when he saw the beautiful woman. They had been married for three years, during which they treated each other with care and respect. But this was how it ended. He still didn't know what he had done wrong.
"I'm sorry for being late, I was caught up with something else."
Dahlia Nicholson sat down. Her expression was as impassive as ever.
"You certainly are busy, if you need your secretary to help you deal with your divorce," Dustin said.
Hearing this, Dahlia frowned slightly. However, she did not explain herself. Instead, she said, "Since you're here, let's end it on a pleasant note. You can have the car, the house, and 8 million dollars as alimony. How does that sound?"
At that, she placed a card on the table.
"Do you really think our relationship can be measured by money?" Dustin asked.
"Too little? That's alright. Let me know what you want. I'll give you anything within my power," Dahlia said placidly.
"Are money and power that important to you?" Dustin was truly bewildered.
"Dustin, that's where you and I diverge in philosophy. You'll never understand what I really want." Dahlia shook her head in disappointment.
"You're right." Dustin nodded without any emotion. "I heard that you've been close with the heir of the Nolan family. Is it because of him?"
Dahlia was about to deny it when she gave it a second thought. In the end, she nodded.
"You can say that."
"Okay. I hope you're happy with him." Dustin smiled and signed the divorce agreement without any more hesitation. All he felt now was disappointment. Ironically, today was also their wedding anniversary. There was cruel humor in divorcing him on the day they had gotten married.
"I don't want the money, I just want that crystal necklace back. My mother left it to me before she died so that I can give it to my wife."
"Okay."
Dahlia nodded and gave him the necklace.
"From today on, we will have nothing to do with each other!"
Dustin put on the necklace and left. He had no more gentleness in his expression, all that was left was distant aloofness.
"Did I do the right thing, Lyra?" Dahlia asked hesitantly.
"Of course you did!" Lyra nodded. " Dustin does not deserve you at all. You're destined to be the most powerful woman in Swinton!"
Dahlia did not answer her. As she watched Dustin leave, she felt as if she was losing something precious.

Chapter 2
In the elevator, Dustin stared at the crystal necklace dejectedly. It was time to awaken from this prolonged daydream.
Suddenly, his phone rang, breaking him out of his trance.
A familiar voice raised, "Mr. Rhys, I'm Hunter Anderson from the Swinton Group. I heard that today is your wedding anniversary with Ms. Nicholson, so I've prepared a gift for you. I'm just wondering if you have any time today?"
"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid we won't need the gift any more," Dustin said.
"Why?"
Hunter could sense something wrong.
"Is there anything else you'd like to talk about, Mr. Anderson?"
"Actually, yes." Hunter cleared his throat awkwardly. "I've got a friend who contracted a strange illness. He's seen a lot of doctors, but none of them could do anything about it. I was hoping that you could help."
"Mr. Anderson, you know my rules."
"Of course! I'm sincere in my request. My friend owns some canscora, which I remember you were looking for. I'm sure he'll be willing to part with it if you help him," Hunter said.
"Is it true?" Dustin asked seriously.
"Yes, it is!"
"Alright, then I'll be willing to take a look." Dustin immediately agreed.
He wasn't interested in money or jewels, but rather some rare plants, as he needed them to save lives.
"Thank you, Mr. Rhys! I'll send someone to pick you up immediately!" Hunter smiled in relief.
As the CEO of the Swinton Group and one of the Mighty Three of Swinton, Hunter acted exceptionally timid in front of Dustin.
"Great, one more done, five to go. I should have enough time," Dustin muttered to himself. His...