Rianne smiled, her smile captivating and enchanting.

“I plan to take over my grandmother’s company; Palmer Sr. has agreed,” she said.

Michael narrowed his eyes, a mysterious smile on his lips. “So, how do you plan to persuade me this time?”

Rianne’s red lips curled into a teasing smile as she approached him and traced circles on his chest, mimicking Isabella’s delicate voice. “Michael, you must want to take over the Palmer family, right? My identity could help stabilize the board of directors. So, I’m here to discuss whether we should delay the divorce. Once everything is settled, we both win.”

Michael grasped her mischievous hand, a subtle curve to...