The call ended, plunging the bedroom into dead silence.
York stood motionless, staring at the wedding photo for a long time.
He gazed at Claudia's smiling eyes and raised his glass. "Welcome home, Mrs. Ferguson."
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The next morning, Claudia received a call from Mark.
He instructed her to come to a designated location that afternoon to sign the divorce agreement.
He specifically reminded her to bring her lawyer.
Without delay, Claudia contacted her attorney.
York having Mark schedule the meeting felt so impersonal and business-like.
It seemed her threat had worked.
To protect his reputation, the Ferguson family's interests, and Ann James and her son, he was finally willing to get a divorce.
At two in the afternoon, Claudia and her lawyer arrived at the appointed location.
When they entered the conference room, York was already there.
He sat dressed in a dark business suit, his deep eyes naturally falling on Claudia as she walked in.
Claudia glanced coolly at the two lawyers beside him and took a seat directly opposite him.
York remained silent, his gaze fixed on her.
Claudia's lawyer produced the pre-prepared divorce agreement.
Mark passed the document to York's two lawyers.
After they confirmed the contract was in order, York spoke in a slow, deliberate tone. "I can agree to the divorce, but on one condition: you must first hand over all the incriminating evidence you have against me."
Claudia's eyes narrowed with caution. "As long as you sign the papers, that evidence becomes irrelevant."
Claudia forcefully yanked her arm away, her elbow accidentally bumping into Mark.
Mark's phone and water cup fell to the floor with a crash.
Seeing this, Claudia quickly bent down to pick up the phone and saw that the screen was cracked.
"I'm so sorry, Assistant Mark," Claudia said apologetically. "I didn't mean to do that. How much was your phone? I'll pay for it."
Mark stole a glance at his boss.
"Ma'am, this is a work phone provided by the company. It's several years old. You don't need to buy me a new one, just getting it repaired will be fine," he said.
Claudia hesitated for a moment, then agreed. "Alright, I'll have it fixed and get it back to you as soon as possible."
Mark glanced at his boss again.
He said, with some difficulty, "Ma'am, I'm Mr. Ferguson's assistant. This phone contains a lot of important company documents that can't be leaked. Please make sure you take it to a reputable repair shop."

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