Chapter 148
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"Brat, let me go."
Dalziel struggled, even wanting to fight back Linus, but his speed was not as fast as the other brat, and he was quickly knocked to the ground.
"Let me go, what are you, Atlas, you are so good that you let that brat deal with me, if you are so good then try standing up and fighting me, you cripple, you can't do anything but cling to your wife's skirt and this brat?"
The more Dalziel cursed, the more agitated he became.
Atlas looked at Dalziel who was tied up and kneeling on the ground, but he didn't care about these words, if it was before, he would have been agitated already.
"Dalziel, this is not a company for you to act recklessly. Last time you barged into my room and teased my wife, I still haven't settled the score with you. Then let's settle the score today. Do you want to cripple your arms or legs?"
His voice was dark and unpredictable.
Dalziel looked at him, stammering, "What do you want to do?"
"Do it."
Atlas ordered Linus without saying a word.
Linus did not hold back. For a moment, the only sound in the office was the sound of bones cracking and a painful scream: "Aaaa."
The room was very soundproof, only the sound of knocking on the door from inside, but nothing could be heard from outside.
Speaking of which, this floor only had the president's office, so it would be difficult for anyone to hear.
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At this time, the Drkovs had guests, none other than Mr. Leighton, Winifred's grandfather.
In the living room, besides the two old men, there were also Mrs. Nenito, Winifred, and Daisy.
Mr. Drkov was the first to speak: "Are you visiting your granddaughter today?"
'First come visit, then say something."
Although Mr. Leighton was the same age as Mr. Drkov, both sixty years old, he looked much older at this moment.
Everyone here, except Winifred, was thinking about what Mr. Leighton wanted to say. Daisy, who was sitting on the side, could vaguely guess what was going on. She just quietly observed the situation.
'Sip tea and then talk."
Although Mr. Drkov was suspicious, he was not in a hurry. The person who came was a guest, so he served tea and cake first, then slowly talked.
Mr. Leighton picked up his teacup, took a sip, then quickly put it down and got to the point: 'I came here today for Winifred and her husband. I want to make sure they get a divorce."
'What did you say?"
Mr. Drkov was stunned for a moment, while Mrs. Nenito was surprised for a moment, but then she breathed a sigh of relief.
'I know that if you two divorce soon after getting married, there will be a lot of scandal, but I don't care about this. I only have this granddaughter left in my life. If her husband can't love and protect her, I will take her back to take care of her. I can't let my granddaughter suffer any more pain. Mr. Drkov, I hope you understand."
Mr. Leighton spoke hoarsely, every word was extremely serious.
'Let's slow down. I know that the last incident made you very angry, but we can't let the two of them divorce. Marriage is no joke."
Mr. Drkov spoke up in protest.
'Grandpa, this is what I want. Grandpa is just speaking for me."
Winifred, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.
Mr. Drkov looked at her in surprise, as did Mrs. Nenito: 'Winifred, why do you want to divorce Dalziel? It's not because of the last incident, right? I told you, Vivian had something to do that night so Dalziel had to go out, you shouldn't have..."
"Mom, I want to divorce Dalziel not because he abandoned me that night but because..."
Winifred was speechless at this moment.
Mrs. Nenito asked anxiously: "Because of what."
"Because of this."
Winifred took out a fetal ultrasound and brought it in front of everyone.
Everyone looked down in surprise, Mrs. Nenito panicked: "This..."
"This is a photo of the fetus but it's not yours, right?"
Daisy suddenly spoke.
"That's right."
Winifred nodded, her voice a little bitter.
"Then whose is it?"
Mr. Drkov had now found his voice again and asked in a low voice.
'Someone sent me a letter yesterday, it said that this was Dalziel's child, the sender wrote…"
After saying that, Winifred paused for a moment and looked at Mrs. Nenito.
'You know this person very well."
Mrs. Nenito was a little restless. Winifred didn't care, she said that name again, her voice was gentle and clear: 'That person is Vivian."
'Impossible, how could she and Dalziel be together, someone must be impersonating her."
Although she thought of this name in her heart, she didn't dare to believe it was true, no wonder she kept seeing Vivian strangely these past few days, her expression was no different from someone with morning sickness.
'Whether or not it's not important anymore, Grandpa, I want a divorce, please accept it."
Winifred suddenly stood up, bowing in front of Mr. Drkov.
Mr. Drkov's face had darkened by half, he frowned and said: 'Where is the butler, call Dalziel here for me?"
"Dad, Dalziel is at the company, how can he come back?"
Mrs. Nenito opened her eyes wide and said.
"It's okay, the company already has Atlas, it's okay without him."
Mr. Drkov said coldly.
His words were like a hammer hitting Mrs. Nenito's head, she clenched her fists and didn't want to speak: "Dad, how can you say that, Dalziel is the general manager after all, without him..."
Mrs. Nenito hadn't finished speaking when the housekeeper ran over and hurriedly said: "Boss, there's trouble, the Second Young Master has been sent to the hospital."
"What, how did he get sent to the hospital?"
Mrs. Nenito hurriedly stood up and asked.
"I don't know specifically, his assistant said that it seems, it seems that he fell and broke his arm."
The housekeeper wiped his sweat and said.
'No way, my son…"
Mrs. Nenito could barely stand it anymore and said, 'Quick, take me to the hospital."
Mrs. Nenito ran upstairs to change and five minutes later left with the housekeeper. No one else here had a bigger reaction than her. Even Winifred was very calm after hearing this as if the other person was not her husband.
'Grandpa, I…"Winifred still wanted to dissuade Mr. Drkov, but he raised his hand and said, "Let's discuss the divorce later, let me reconsider this matter."
"Mr. Drkov..."
Mr. Leighton also became impatient on behalf of his granddaughter.
"I know what you want to say, let me talk to that damn nephew first, then we can discuss it again, don't worry, I won't let Winifred bear any resentment, if that nephew is that bad, I..."
Mr. Drkov didn't know what to say for a moment, and couldn't make any promises to the two people in front of him.
Winifred looked at Daisy for help again, receiving the earnest gaze of the person beside her. Daisy sighed in her heart and said, "I think what Grandpa said is right, we have to ask Dalziel first, if you want to divorce him, you must have a good reason in court."
Hearing this, Winifred also understood and nodded. This matter stopped here for now. It didn't affect Daisy's mood much, so she still felt at ease, but the other three people were all in a heavy mood.
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At this time, Dalziel was in the hospital and was already bandaged. The doctor said that he had a broken shoulder blade and might have to rest for a few months.
Looking at his bandaged arm, Dalziel hated Atlas so much that he gritted his teeth. That cripple dared to do such a thing. He wouldn't let it go.
Mrs. Nenito ran to see her son and couldn't help but cry: "Huhuhu, my son, why did you become like this? Tell me quickly."
"Mom, stop crying, I have a headache. Can you be quiet for a moment? I'm like this because of Atlas. I want him to die."
Dalziel emphasized the word "die", that year he should have died, but he was lucky to escape, but today he absolutely would not let Atlas live anymore.
