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Chapter 422 Let’s Get Divorced! Hannah thought Audrey made sense.
Although she planned to have a secret marriage with Shawn and had no intention of developing any feelings, she couldn’t accept the fact that he was Camille’s sugar daddy, even if it was just in name.
Hannah sat on the sofa and sent a message to Shawn.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, let's meet at Orange Garden.
After finishing, she had a brief conversation with Audrey and then left.
On the way to Orange Garden, Hannah felt more and more aggrieved and annoyed.
She was forced to marry him at the prime of her life as a woman. Not only did she have no feelings for him, but he also found the woman she hated the most to be his lover.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.
She felt a nauseating and disgusted sensation as if she had swallowed a fly! From the moment Hannah saw the news, she felt uncomfortable.
Thinking about these past few years, Camille had been relying on her connections to suppress her at every turn, snatching away the roles or advertisements that were meant for her, which made her tremble with
anger.
Today she saw Camille in the film and television city. She walked past her with her head held high, with a disdainful and arrogant look, like a princess high above, while she herself felt like a lowly ant.
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The taxi stopped downstairs at Orange Garden.
When Hannah got off the car, a nanny car also stopped.
Camille got out of the car.
In a moment of meeting Hannah's gaze, Camille furrowed her brows.
Orange Garden is one of the most luxurious and upscale communities in Seffolk, where only people with status and reputation reside.
Stars like Hannah, who were far from being A-list celebrities, couldn't afford to live here at all.
Camille raised her chin and displayed her superiority as a big star, “Hannah, what are you doing here?” Hannabh/’s lips curved into a perfect arc, “Go home.”
“Go home?” Camille sneered, “Aren't you living in the slums of Four Seasons Neighborhood?”
Hannah walked up to Camille in her high heels and said, “I can come in, it’s my ability. If you can’t stand it, you can go complain to your benefactor!”
Hannah walked in six-inch high heels, took out her access card, swiped it, and entered Building A of Orange Garden, Camille’s eyes widened slightly when she saw Hannah actually able to enter the tower A of Orange Garden.
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Even with the help of a sugar daddy, she could only live in Building B.
All the units in Building A were large-sized, and people without a social status couldn’t afford to buy there.
Oh Hannah, she actually swiped the card and got in!
Camille’s face changed and changed again, then she thought that Hannah was probably being paid off by a wealthy person, and she showed a look of disdain.
| never even thought that | also relied on men to be able to live here!
Hannah arrived at the 32nd floor, where-there were only two households on each level. She took out her key and opened the door.
In an instant, she muttered under her breath, “Damn capitalism!”
The interior decoration exuded sophistication and luxury of the upper class society. The paintings hanging on the walls were worth millions.
She didn’t have the mood to appreciate it, and she never felt like this kind of life belonged to her.
She put the bag aside, crossed her arms, and sat on the sofa.
After waiting for nearly half an hour, there was a noise at the door, and soon, the sound of steady footsteps could be heard. Hannah turned her head and looked towards the door.
Shawn changed his slippers and walked into the living room while taking off his coat.
He was tall and handsome, refined and elegant. When he took off his coat, his figure appeared even more slender, like a graceful orchid or a jade tree. He exuded an air of noble and cold elegance, like a young
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nobleman.
After he put down his coat, he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water.
Hannah had already stood up from the sofa, stepping on high heels, her radiant face looking stunningly cold. “Shawn, let’s get divorced!”
Shawn was almost choked and he put down the cup in his hand. He squinted his phoenix—like eyes and looked at Hannah, “Could you say that again?”
“| wanted to divorce you!”
Upon hearing Hannah’s words, Shawn raised his hand and adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. His phoenix—like eyes revealed a hint of coldness, “Hannah, do you think the right to choose marriage is in your hands?”
Hannah had long anticipated his attitude, and she took out a document from her bag. “If you refuse to divorce, then sign this!” Shawn took the documents and glanced at them with a faint look in his eyes.
After marriage, she drafted dozens of postnuptial agreements, which roughly meant non-interference and not meddling in each other’s affairs.
Shawn took off his glasses and placed them on the coffee table. His long, well-defined fingers pinched his nose bridge. In the next moment, the documents in his hand were torn into pieces by him.
Long and slender phoenix eyes, devoid of warmth, stared at Hannah. “Hannah, | married you not as a decoration!” Chapter 422 Let’s Get Divorced’
Without the obstruction of lenses, his phoenix—like eyes appeared exceptionally sharp and piercing.
Hannah shivered as she was looked at by his gaze.
“| don’t care about your intention of marrying me, but you have already crossed my bottom line. If you want to have a normal married life, it is absolutely impossible!”
Shawn caught the emphasis in her words and raised an eyebrow slightly, “Your bottom line?”
“Yes, | have already taken a screenshot of the photo of you and Camille going to the hotel to book a room, even though it was quickly removed from the trending searches!”
Hannah took out her phone and handed it to Shawn, saying, “Camille has always been the person | disliked the most from childhood to adulthood. After | entered the entertainment industry, she constantly opposed me, relying on the fact that she had a backer. | never imagined that it would be Mr. Goodwin!”
Shawn glanced at Hannah’s phone.
The tall and handsome figure of the man, indeed looked like him.
But he recognized at a glance that it was his second brother.
“Was my judgment really that poor?”
Hannah was stunned for a few seconds and before she could say anything, she saw Shawn dialing a phone number. He pressed the speakerphone button, and not long after, a man’s cold voice came from the other end of the phone, “Shawn?” “Second brother, what’s going on between you and that female
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celebrity named Camille?”
“Each takes what they need, that’s all,” the person on the other end of the phone paused, “What's wrong?”
“No worries, | accidentally stumbled upon some gossip about you and her, just wanted to ask you about it.”
“Don't worry, | have already withdrawn the hot search, it won’t affect the reputation of our family.”
Shawn hung up the phone.
The atmosphere in the living room was filled with a moment of silence.
Hannah lowered her long eyelashes, not daring to look into Shawn’s eyes. She stared at the tip of her own feet, her red lips slightly pursed, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her bright face.
Camille’s biggest support turned out to be his second brother?
She didn’t speak, and he didn’t open his mouth either, but the aura around them became increasingly cold.
Hannah shifted her body towards the edge of the sofa, her fingers hooked onto her bag, ready to make a hasty escape. The next second, Hannah was grabbed by him.
He exerted force and threw her onto the sofa.
With a slender and graceful figure, she approached, placing one hand on top of her head while the other leisurely unbuttoned her shirt, displaying an elegant and refined demeanor. Hannah's pupils slightly contracted as she asked, “What... are you unbuttoning for?”