Watching Nicholas Croft start the engine and leave without a trace of hesitation, Hannah Hargrave shouted angrily at the back of his car, "Nicholas! You’ll regret this!"

When that luxury car disappeared into the night, Hannah Hargrave collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

On the way, Nicholas Croft’s mind kept replaying a scene: on the hospital bed, his woman, her left side of the face so injured that it was beyond recognition...

Back home, Nicholas pondered numerous plans, even considering hiring a professional private detective.

By secretly following Hannah, he would definitely find Sophie Foster’s whereabouts!

However, his Lara was so badly injured, her face already a bloody mess, yet she hadn’t received timely treatment... No! He couldn’t hire a detective, because his Lara couldn’t wait any longer!

Nicholas nervously propped himself up, grabbing the phone on the cabinet beside the bed, quickly finding Hannah’s number and dialing it.

At the Hargrave Family, Hannah Hargrave leaned on the sofa in her bedroom, a lady’s cigarette held in one hand, a glass of red wine in the other, still in the outfit from earlier.

Her makeup was smeared, with two tear stains visibly below her eyelids.

With swollen eyes looking ahead, she brought the cigarette to her lips for a puff, then slowly exhaled the smoke, making her whole demeanor seem lifeless.

The phone ringtone came from the handbag in the corner of the sofa, but Hannah continued smoking as if she hadn’t heard it.

Nicholas sat by the bed, pressing the phone to his ear, but no one answered until it automatically hung up.

Seeing the auto-disconnected number, Nicholas redialed, pressing the phone to his ear again, hoping more than ever for the call to be answered.

Finally, just as it was about to hang up automatically, the other side picked up, and Hannah only said "Hello" before falling silent.

"Hannah, I agree to your terms, but you must let me see Lara immediately!"

"Impossible," seeing Nicholas compromise, Hannah finally spoke, exhaling smoke expressionlessly, "First, divorce her, register with me, then hold a press conference..."

Hannah laid out her conditions, "Once everything is done, I’ll return Sophie Foster to you; otherwise, you’ll never see each other again in this life!"

After ending the call, Nicholas dialed another number, "...find me a private detective as soon as possible."

Early the next morning, Nicholas drove to the Hargrave Family, bringing his marriage certificate to take Hannah to the civil affairs bureau.

Having asked friends to prepare things the night before, the divorce, then registration, took just half an hour.

Back in the car, Nicholas tossed the two marriage certificates in front of Hannah, "Now can you tell me where Lara is!"

Hannah picked up the two marriage certificates, opening them to look at their photos, and though Nicholas wore a cold expression, they were now legally married.

However—

"The press conference hasn’t been held yet." Hannah turned her head to look at Nicholas, refusing to yield.

Nicholas nodded, saying before starting the engine, "Assistant Tang is arranging it; it will be held soon."

Hannah said nothing more, raising her eyebrows smugly, closing the marriage certificates and putting them in her bag together.

In front of the Infi Office Building, after parking the car, Nicholas headed towards the office building first, his stern expression matching his urgent pace, forcing Hannah to trot in her high heels to keep up.

Inside the company’s front gate, seeing the CEO approaching, Assistant Tang hurriedly opened the glass door, respectfully saying, "CEO, everything is ready."