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At this time, why would Young Madam be here?

And crying so hard…

“Drive.” Holding her as he entered the back seat, Baron Stuart spoke up.

Clayton Howard in the passenger seat hesitated, taking a while before speaking, “Young Master, are we going -”

“Home!”

Again, Clayton Howard was taken aback. There is an important signing ceremony happening in a while. Are we not going?

Clayton Howard, puzzled, glanced at the teary and upset Young Madam. Thinking about it, it would be inappropriate to bring Young Madam in such a state to the signing, wouldn’t it?

Well, anyway, if the Young Master said not to go, then they are not going.

“Let me…let me go! Let go!” In the car, Emily Walker was still struggling endlessly. She was both angry and heartbroken. If she could open the car door right now, she really wanted to jump out!

He held her tightly captive on his thigh. Baron Stuart didn’t utter a word until they were back at the villa. He then held her as they got out of the car and entered through the grand entrance.

Seeing the two return, Mrs. Noelle stepped forward. But before she could greet them, she saw her own Young Master wearing a gloomy expression, carrying Young Madam towards the bedroom on the second floor!

“Let me go, let go of me! I want a divorce, I want to break up with you!” Emily Walker being carried by him, cried, shouted, and struggled all the way.

But, this man was so strong that she couldn’t break free no matter how hard she struggled.

Upon entering the bedroom on the second floor, Baron Stuart pinned her on the bed. His burning gaze locked onto hers, “You want to break up? Divorce?”

Emily Walker looked at him, her wronged tears still falling like rain, “Yes!”

At her response, Baron Stuart smirked demonically, “Then how much are you prepared to pay me as a breakup fee?”

Emily Walker was taken aback, staring at him blankly, “Wha… what breakup fee?”

“You want to break up with me, shouldn’t you compensate me with a breakup fee?” Baron Stuart raised an eyebrow, stating it as if it were a matter of fact.

If he wants a breakup fee, let it be!

“How much do you want!?” Emily Walker yelled.

Baron Stuart frowned in thought, appearing to seriously consider her question. Then, leaning in, he said, “100 million, no credit.”

What? 100 million?!

Emily Walker’s eyes widened, “A… A hundred million?”

“Yeah.” Baron Stuart nodded, then added after a thought. “Right, there’s also the divorce fee.”

Di… Divorce Fee?

Since when did breaking up and divorcing involve so many fees?

100 million, where was she supposed to get 100 million from?!

“I don’t have that much money!” Emily Walker felt a bit irritated. Since when did breaking up require so much money!

Baron Stuart was watching her, seeming to find her reaction amusing.

“Well, what can we do? No credit allowed here, 100 million for the breakup fee, a divorce fee… a total of 300 million.”

What, 300 million?

“Why do you need so much money!?”

“Of course, if I divorce, I would be a divorced man. What if I can’t find a wife later? Wouldn’t my loss be enormous?” Baron Stuart looked at her, with a matter-of-fact expression on his face.

“…” Emily Walker was left absolutely stunned.

He can’t find a wife? Who would believe him? Regardless of whether it’s his second, third, fourth, or fifth marriage, there would still be plenty of women throwing themselves at him!

“I don’t care, I don’t have the money, I don’t have that much money!” Emily Walker yelled, exasperated.

“No way around it then, you can’t break up, can’t get a divorce.”

“Even without me, you still have Rosanne Nichols…” Emily Walker drooped her eyelids, and the tears she had just stopped suddenly flowed out again.