Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Living in Your Heart (Part 11)

Charles Sharp spoke up, "There was no emotion in the arranged marriage from the start, I anticipated that. But when I agreed to it, I intended to live well with her. Even if we couldn’t fall in love, we should at least respect each other. But it’s impossible; her sharp, bitter personality makes it really hard to have a good conversation. The Presidential Mansion forbids divorce, but the Sharp Clan has its own rules. If a daughter-in-law of the Sharp Clan commits anything that disgraces our family, she is in no way allowed to enter our family again. Recently, I thought she was just pretending to take revenge on me. I believed she came from the Presidential Mansion, and she would know how to weigh the pros and cons, but now it seems she’s not fit to be a daughter-in-law of the Sharp Clan."

This is the reason Charles Sharp came to Northriver to release Sophie Bennett.

He has made up his mind to end his marriage with Sophie Bennett, no matter the cost. He is willing to accept whatever it takes, as long as she leaves his life.

Although the President himself felt guilty, he clearly did not want to agree to their divorce.

"As long as there’s no divorce, you can dispose of her as you wish."

"I only demand a divorce."

"Are you dead set on divorcing?" The First Lady’s face turned livid.

"Yes." Charles Sharp stated, "It’s either an internal mediated divorce or I’ll file a lawsuit for all to see; you consider it."

The meaning of an internal mediated divorce is very clear; only a few insiders would know about the divorce, and the news would temporarily be kept from the public and not spread out.

But regardless of the type of divorce, once divorced, Sharp Enterprises will no longer have any connection with the Presidential Mansion.

Moreover, it cannot continue to be the financial oligarch supporting the Presidential Mansion.

"Are you really determined to sever ties with our Presidential Mansion? Have you considered the consequences clearly?" The Presidential Mansion hinted at underlying implications.

Charles Sharp, undaunted, "It’s not just our Sharp Clan turning our backs on the Presidential Mansion, isn’t it the same with the Palmer Family?"

He nodded, "I will mail the divorce agreement, and if there’s no return mail within three days, I’ll publicly file the lawsuit."

With that, he turned and left.

Sophie Bennett knew she couldn’t get a divorce, so she wantonly trampled on Charles Sharp’s dignity and pride, wanting him to experience this pain.

But she didn’t anticipate that this time Charles Sharp would be so determined, willing to do whatever it takes to divorce her.

She dared not look at her parents, hanging her head while standing there.

"Our family already has so much going on recently, and they’re all big matters. Can’t you let your father and me have some peace?" The First Lady spoke with deep regret, "Didn’t I ever tell you, even if he’s fond of Lucy Eaton, Lucy Eaton is not only Jacob Green’s wife, but she’s also dead. If you just tried to make him like you over time, everything would naturally fall into place. But now, you just got married on June sixth, and now you’re divorcing in November. With what you’ve done, your father and I feel guilty even trying to save your marriage!"

"Divorce, then divorce. Why can’t the children of the Presidential Mansion divorce?" Sophie Bennett thought it wasn’t a big deal, "I’ll just set a precedent, anyway, I don’t want to live with him anymore, it’s boring."

"Do you not understand why you were asked to enter an arranged marriage?" The President was furious, "How could I have a daughter like you!"

"You treat me as a sacrifice and then blame me for not being dutiful?" Sophie Bennett argued back without a care, "Haven’t you considered my feelings? My life is still long, I have the right to choose the life I want. We’ve come to this point, there’s no starting over."

"Just say a few less words." The First Lady pointed at her, "Go back to your room first."

Sophie Bennett snorted and stormed off angrily.

"Husband, please calm down."

The President’s face remained stern, "Calm down, I’m about to explode! The elder son’s situation is not a long-term solution, and now Sophie is so unmotivated,"

The secretary hurried in to report, "Your Excellency, over a dozen senior investigators of the oil depot explosion investigation have results, requesting to see you."

"Quickly, let them in." The President’s face cleared of gloom.

"Yes."

When a dozen investigators in uniform came in, the President asked, "What are the findings?"

"Your Excellency, according to our tracked investigation, as you suspected, it was a man-made disaster. But the mastermind behind it..."

"What about the mastermind?"

"It’s Your Highness."

The President stood up abruptly, glaring, "Is it really him?"

"Yes, after the fire alarm signal was triggered, the fire brigade was delayed for several minutes. The arsonist caught was quite cunning; fearing he’d take full responsibility, he recorded when Your Highness instructed him. This is the recording."

The President took it and listened, his face changing by the second, "You all may leave."

After the dozen or so people left, the President could no longer control his fury, "Secretary, bring me Your Highness!"

After Arthur Bennett came, he steadfastly denied, "Dad, the recording is fake, now some mimic voice actors can achieve a very high similarity. How could I have done such a thing?!"

"You’ve always been in charge of the oil depot; how many people did you arrange to patrol such a potentially hazardous area? Why was the fire brigade delayed by a few minutes? Besides you, who else has the authority to command them? The fire source was nearest to Flora Palmer’s detention place. I’ve reminded you again and again not to kill her now; you couldn’t swallow the grudge of her poisoning you, so you staged this accident to make her dying seem aboveboard and leave the Palmer Family unable to pursue it." The President approached him, "Do you still dare to say it wasn’t you?! Or do you want me to send someone to continue investigating?"

Hearing this, Arthur Bennett’s knees buckled, and he knelt in front of his father with a thud.

"It was me. I just wanted that venomous woman to die quickly."

"My son, how foolish you are!" The First Lady jabbed his head harshly with her finger, "What difficulty is there in wanting Flora Palmer dead? Your father is letting her live now, first because he still needs the Palmer Family, and second, for the child in her womb. That’s the bloodline of our Bennett Clan. Why couldn’t you just be patient?"

"Patient? Maybe I’ll die before her." Arthur Bennett ground his teeth, "I know the poison I had is incurable. I was planning to wait until she had the child and then kill her, under the guise of childbirth complications. Now I’m afraid I won’t live that long; she must die. As for the bloodline, with my status, I won’t be short of women willing to have children for me."

"Originally, I thought you were a person of deep foresight." The President coldly scorned him, "Now it seems, short-sighted, lacking patience, to sacrifice hundreds of lives for the sake of killing Flora Palmer, how could you fit to be the future President?"

"Dad..."

"Husband..."

Mother and son both felt a lump in their throats.

The President didn’t look at them, only shouted towards the door, "Guards."

Several bodyguards entered, "Your Excellency, what are your orders?"