A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 566

His words brought a chill to Laurel's eyes.

Right, whenever something involved Helena, Lawrence's immediate reaction was always to doubt everyone else.

He trusted his secretary far more than his wife.

Having no desire to argue, Laurel got straight to the point. "So, do you have time to come get the divorce finalized now or not?"

She seemed exceptionally eager for that piece of paper.

Lawrence frowned. "Are you in such a rush to get the divorce because your next arranged partner is waiting for you?"

His words were shockingly sharp, completely out of character.

The moment the words left his mouth, even he was surprised by what he had said.

Perhaps it was because Laurel was always too calm.

Before marriage, during marriage, no matter what happened—even when Helena occasionally displayed a level of intimacy that crossed the line—Laurel remained perfectly serene.

And now, even when facing divorce, she was so calm that Lawrence couldn't hold back his frustration, feeling the urge to take a jab at her.

Lawrence really couldn't understand why she insisted on a divorce. Their marriage was perfectly fine; they barely even argued.

Unexpectedly, Laurel chuckled. "I don't have a habit of engaging in ambiguous relationships with the opposite sex while still married."

Lawrence felt a strange sense of relief, yet he felt as if her words were pointing at something specific.

Just as he was about to speak, Helena came over to rush him back to the meeting.

By the time he gathered his thoughts and tried to explain things properly to Laurel, the call had already ended.

Laurel seemed exceptionally hostile toward Helena.

Before re-entering the conference room, Lawrence turned to Helena, who was a half-step behind him, and asked, "Why did you schedule city hall with Serena for three o'clock today? Didn't I tell you to cancel it?"

He still didn't believe their marriage had reached its end.

Once some time passed, Laurel would drop the idea.

Helena froze, looking surprised as she pulled out her phone to check her chat history, playing innocent. "That's impossible, I definitely made it clear to Serena..."

Lawrence narrowed his eyes, getting straight to the point. "You didn't call Laurel last night to apologize?"

"I..."

A flash of guilt crossed Helena's eyes before she replied firmly, "I called, but Laurel probably doesn't like me and didn't answer. I had no choice but to tell Serena, who knew she would misunderstand..."

...

After hanging up, Laurel took a brief moment to compose herself, returned to the office to explain the situation to the staff, and quickly left.

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