Martha shook Stefan's hand off outside the auction hall as soon as she walked out.
"I gotta go."
Then she turned around and walked towards the auction hall, lost in thought.
She wondered if Louis would still be willing to cooperate with the Doyle Group after the matter earlier.
However, Stefan strode to catch up with her and seized her arm. Martha had to stop in her tracks.
"You can't go back."
Frowning unhappily, Martha didn't turn around but retorted coldly, "Who do you think you are to restrain me?"
"I'm your husband," Stefan replied angrily. He was riled up whenever he recalled what just happened in the auction hall.
A mocking smile touched Martha's lips. "Mr. Harrison, I won't be your wife if you're willing to divorce me," she said ironically.
"Dream on! I'll never divorce you. Never!" Stefan growled, staring at her with stern eyes.
Martha overlooked his anger and shook his hand off forcibly. "Even though we haven't divorced, you cannot restrict my freedom."
She walked towards the auction hall again.
After the conversation, she became more determined to cooperate with Louis.
She would not be so passive when confronting Stefan only when the Doyle Group became independent from the Harrison Group.
Seeing her quicken her steps, Stefan exuded a cold aura, and his pupils shrank.
Frowning sullenly, he could hardly repress his fury again.
The next second, his cold voice sounded, stopping Martha from walking forward.
"Don't forget the Doyle Group belongs to me now."
Stefan gazed at her sternly.
Before Martha retorted, he added, "I have the final say in my company. I don't allow you to return."
His words sent Martha into a rage. She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes full of flames of fury.
She knew Stefan was always self-righteous and never changed.
Martha turned around, gazing at him determinedly. "I've never forgotten about it. Also, as I said, I'll take the Doyle Group back sooner or later," she replied indifferently and calmly.
Stefan's eyes darkened. He also clenched his fists tightly.
A while later, he said hoarsely, "If you want, I can directly transfer the Doyle Group in your name."
"Unnecessary."
Martha stared at him coldly, and Stefan couldn't see other emotions on her face.
With the refusal, she turned away.
She was determined to win cooperate with Louis no matter what.
Standing rooted to the spot, Stefan stared after her and didn't move for long. H
e realized Martha had no longer his obedient, gentle wife as before.
The more he wanted to stop her from doing something, the more eagerly she would do it.
His eyes darkened and his face was sullen.
...
"Thank you so much, Bianca."
Maxwell and Martha were left in the living room. Martha could tell her father looked relaxed and joyful.
After the treatment, Maxwell had become much better and could speak like a common person.
Martha believed he would ultimately recover soon.
Looking at her, Maxwell asked gently, "How's everything in the Doyle Group? Are you all right with the work?"
Martha nodded slightly, staring at him with a solemn look.
"Everything is fine, Dad. I... I have some thoughts about the company's future, so I want to talk to you."
"What are they?"
Maxwell sat upright, staring at her thoughtfully.
It was the first time they'd talked company business face-to-face. Although Maxwell had stopped working in the company, he always cared about its development.
He knew Martha had good ideas and wouldn't let him down.
"I met a rich businessman from abroad, and he has recently settled down in town. I plan to cooperate with him. If our cooperation project succeeds, the Doyle Group will probably be independent from the Harrison Group and become a listed company."
"A rich businessman?"
"Yes."
Speaking of which, Martha asked, "Dad, have you ever heard of Louis Caesar before?"
The name made Maxwell frown slightly, a glint flitting across his eyes.
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