Chapter 1025
Joanne waved at Patrick and left.
She was feeling a little doubtful. She did not tell any friends about this film shoot. Who would come to her?
She saw the middle-aged lawyer in a suit and leather shoes and instantly understood what was happening.
"Hi, Miss Winters. I'm the lawyer from the Atherton Family. Here is the divorce agreement between you and Edwin. You
can sign it here."
The lawyer handed her a black signing pen as he spread out the document and pointed to the blank space at the end of
the page.
Joanne gritted her teeth as she took the pen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey found her so quickly, coming all the way here in Kansas City...
It seemed that the Athertons really hated her, desperately wanting to remove her from the family.
Joanne asked, "Who sent you to give me this document? Was it Grandma? Or Edwin?"
"Is there any difference?" the lawyer asked impatiently.
It took him a lot of time and effort to find out that Joanne had come to Kansas City. He just wanted her to sign the
document so he could quickly return back home.
She took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Of course, there is a difference.
I made a marriage agreement with Edwin. There were many terms that were not in my favor. If he did not give
these divorce papers, then it must be incomplete. What if I get tricked?"
"Rest assured, the Athertons have a very strong foundation and influence. They have no reason to trick you. Hurry
up and sign it!" said the lawyer, rolling his eyes.
Joanne held the pen tightly. Her gaze slowly moved toward the blank space of the document.
Did she really want to divorce Edwin?
"Sorry, I can't..."
Screech!
At this moment, a sharp tire-screeching sound was heard. A luxurious Bagatti Veiron appeared in front of them,
stopping right at the intersection behind the lawyer!
Edwin kicked the car door open and got out of the vehicle. He wore a casual red outfit with black trousers, which
complemented his slender figure very nicely.
Despite that, his murderous look could not be overseen!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoanne had a bad feeling about this, and her fingers were trembling. She quickly took the pen and was about to sign her
name on the paper.
She only managed to do a short stroke of a signature when Edwin rushed over and grabbed the document from her
hand. "Is that the divorce agreement?" he asked.
Seeing the scribble at the bottom side of the paper, he breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a sudden burst of anger.
"You dare sign that without my permission?!'
Joanne's eardrums buzzed as he roared. She felt as if her neck shrank a little at his loud voice.
Before she could speak, Edwin turned to the lawyer and said to him angrily, "Mister Bulmer! Who gave you the right to
decide on my divorce?! 1 '
Eric Bulmer was stunned, his face wrinkled in embarrassment. "Mister Atherton, it was not me who decided on the
divorce agreement. It was your father... He insisted that I come to Miss Winters and ask her to sign it."
Edwin scoffed and said, "Oh, really? Tell him this. Even if he chooses to leave his wife, I am not divorcing mine!"