Mr. Smith's voice resonated solemnly: "You are free to investigate all these photos and court documents, to see if there is any falsification.

In order to smoothly divorce, that woman even went so far as to fabricate a plethora of evidence with Penelope, tarnishing and slandering your reputation and that of the Smith family Group, causing both the stock price and reputation of the Smith family Group to plummet. I won't say more. How you choose to proceed is up to you."

Barrett's arm hung by the bedside, his palm clenched tightly on the edge of the bed, his eyes gradually turning red.

He couldn't understand, why?

Mr. Smith left...