CHAPTER 19: HILLA HOLT WILL BELONG TO ME ONE OF THESE DAYS

In the cafe, Hilla Holt casually stirred the coffee in front of her while she occasionally looked up to cast a glance at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pair who were not exactly having a friendly discussion with each other.

Halle Holt bit her lip and looked at the divorce agreement that had been casually thrown in front of her. After some time, a cold smirk appeared on her pale face.

She looked at Spring Watson sitting across her, and she said in the same gentle voice, "Madam Tyson, what’s the meaning of this?"

Spring Watson scowled. She looked at Halle Holt after she called her Madam Tyson, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes. With a snort, she put on airs and said, "Aren’t I being clear enough? Hurry up and get divorced from Eli. He has already signed the divorce agreement. The Tyson family will not make your family suffer. We’ll give you two houses and one million in cash as compensation."

Spring Watson tilted her head upwards and looked at Halle Holt pridefully and disdainfully. She did not even bother hiding the mocking and taunting look in her eyes.

This was the daughter of a family that had already fallen to ruin. All she wanted to do was to extort money from the Tyson family. It was the right decision for her son to get divorced from this woman.

Halle Holt stared at Spring Watson. She looked as if she was giving alms to Halle Holt. In the past, she thought that Spring Watson was not good to her because Halle Holt had not been good enough, that was why she had done everything she could to be a good daughter-in-law.

Now, she finally understood that it was not because she had not been good enough.

No matter how good she was, Spring Watson would not like her. She had been too stupid and naive.

She looked at the address of the houses on the paper. Halle Holt smiled and pushed the divorce agreement back to Spring Watson. "I believe you aren’t ready for me to divorce your son yet, Madam Tyson. We’ll let the court decide how we’ll split our wealth between us."

Halle Holt smiled. She no longer held any affection or longing for this family. She had been foolish once. She would not allow herself to continue to be an idiot.

Spring Watson was stunned before she let out a bark of laughter, "What’s the meaning of this? Do you think that the Tyson family is giving you too little?"

"Yes, you’re giving me too little. All that the Tyson family has gained right now is from Holt Corporation’s downfall. Now that the Holt family is bankrupt, do you think that I will be so easily dismissed?"

If Holt Corporation had not helped the Tyson family by deploying a method that was practically self-sacrificial, the Holt family, who had been selling Chinese Hemlock in

New Island for a century, would not have instantly fallen to ruin after what happened to her family.

Halle Holt hated the people who kicked Holt Corporation while they were down, but she hated herself even more.

She was the one who brought the Holt family to ruin?"

"Heh. Is that how the Holt family teaches its daughters?"

"The Holt family taught their daughters well. As for you, Madam Tyson, you don’t seem to know how to teach your son at all. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have condoned the unfaithful behavior of your son and allow some random woman to get pregnant with a bastard."

In the end, once Hilla Holt saw that the negotiations had fallen apart, she walked over from where she sat nearby and stood in front of Halle Holt. As she stared at the aggressive Spring Watson across her, she could not help but sneer.

"You’re thinking about dismissing my sister with two abandoned houses on some foreign land? Madam Tyson, you must think that since the Holt family has fallen, its daughters can now be easily bullied, huh?"

"You... What nonsense. Ah! I’m so angry! Both of you, I’m already showing you respect, and you don’t want it! Wenches!"

Spring Watson looked at Hilla Holt and was so angry that her hands trembled. She raised her arm and wanted to hit her, but this time, Hilla Holt would not let her injure her so easily.

She dragged Halle Holt to the side and dodged it. That slap struck the wall, and immediately, Spring Watson was in so much pain that she sucked in a sharp breath.

"You... How could you...?"

"Madam Tyson, since you don’t want to settle this peacefully, we’ll see each other at the court. Don’t worry, we will definitely continue pestering you.

"By the way, it’s fine even if you don’t want to bring out the transferred assets, the Anderson family will have no problem in helping us get it."

...

All the powerful people in New Island looked up to the Anderson family, and this was even more so for the Tyson family, who could not even cross the gates of the Anderson family.

If the Anderson family wanted to help Halle Holt and crush the Tyson family, it would be as easy as crushing an insect.

When Spring Watson heard Hilla Holt’s words, her face already turned pale, because there was not even a need for Hilla Holt to mention it to the Anderson family. The Anderson family had, of late, already taken action against the Tyson family.

Otherwise, she would not have lowered herself and brought the divorce agreement on her own today to meet them.

In other words, she was just angry that Halle Holt had managed to climb over her head in just one single moment.

Hilla Holt, that brat, how did she manage to get in contact with the Anderson family and bring trouble upon their heads?

Once they were out of the cafe, Halle Holt stared at Hilla Holt worriedly and said, "Has the Anderson family really taken action against the Tyson family? Would we be causing them too much trouble if that’s the case?"

"Don’t worry, Halle. The Anderson family has a sense of propriety. My mother- in-law wants us to break ties with the Tyson family as soon as possible as well. Don’t worry. She’s just doing this to scare the Tyson family so that they won’t cause trouble to you."

A smile bloomed on Hilla Holt’s face, as if her question had been answered. When she remembered the good that the Anderson family did for her, she could not help but smile.

Halle Holt forced herself to smile. "I know that your mother -in-law helped me because of you, but I don’t want us to owe too much to the Anderson family."

She just did not want Hilla Holt to get too involved with the Anderson family. She also did not want Hilla Holt to owe the Anderson family too much because of her.

She was worried that as time passed, the Anderson family would not let Hilla Holt go when she wanted to leave Bruce Anderson and the Anderson family.

Halle Holt had been married to that puny Tyson family, and it was already so difficult for her to get a divorce. It would be even worse for the Anderson family, whose power reached all corners of New Island. As she thought about this, Halle Holt could not help but held Hilla Holt’s hand worriedly.

She hoped that everything would end soon.

Just as Halle Holt hoped, everything ended the next morning.

The Tyson family could not withstand the peppering attacks from the Anderson family, and soon, Titus Tyson signed the divorce agreement with Halle Holt. Both of

them went to the civil service department together and signed the divorce agreement readily.

In the Anderson family’s mansion, Hilla Holt stayed in her room and placed her head on Bruce Anderson’s stomach. She was still happily reading The President’s Wife to him.

The woman’s clear and lively voice rang in the room. After she finished one Chapter, Hilla Holt propped her head up and carefully sized up Bruce Anderson’s face as he laid still on the bed. She lowered her head sneakily and kissed him on the lips.

Compared to the first time, where she had been too shy to even look at him, this time, Hilla Holt did it with familiar ease, but her face still turned a little red. With a charming gaze, she stared at the man in bed and said, "Now that I’ve kissed you, you’re mine."

She imitated the tone of the domineering president when he spoke to the female lead. After she finished speaking, she could not help but feel vexed. "Bah, what’re those words? How could they sound so cheesy?

"Bruce, you have to protect my sister so that she can get divorced from Titus Tyson smoothly and leave that demonic nest that is the Tyson family."

When Halle Holt married into the Tyson family, she had been happy, and she looked forward to it. But now, when she left, she was covered in wounds.

Would marriage truly torture a woman so much?

Hilla Holt could not help but look at Bruce Anderson, who could not even open his eyes. Horton Hutt had mentioned that Bruce Anderson would wake up, but Bruce Anderson did not know about their wedding. If Bruce Anderson truly woke up one day, would she end up the same way as Halle Holt?

"Bruce, would we continue like this?"

She heard a noise from downstairs, and Hilla Holt instantly snapped out of it. She thought that Halle Holt had come back, so she wore her slippers and ran out.

Right after Rudi Anderson entered through the door, he saw Hilla Holt running down the stairs while dressed in a silk sleeping gown, her fair skin exposed. He instantly felt his blood heating up, and he stood still on the spot, unable to look away.

...

Upstairs, Hilla Holt stared at Rudi Anderson standing together with another man at the entrance, and she was instantly stunned. Her gaze met with the other man, and she felt as if she had been splashed with cold water because her entire body became cold.

She blinked, and without waiting for the person downstairs to speak, she had already turned around and ran back into that room upstairs.

Rudi Anderson’s eyes trailed after Hilla Holt’s bewitching body. He was slightly dazed, and there was some longing in his eyes. He could not help but mumble, "If I could just sleep with her once, I’ll be perfectly willing to die."

By the side, Julian Jorgansen frowned a little. Disgust and a dark look flashed in his eyes. He gave Rudi Anderson a quick once over before those emotions were quickly hidden away. Not a trace of it could be seen anymore.

"Rudi, be careful of your words."

Julian Jorgansen gave him this reminder with a dark voice behind him. Rudi Anderson snapped out of it, and he sneered coldly and derisively. He turned around and said to Julian Jorgansen, "Don’t worry. She’s going to be mine one of these days."

Bruce Anderson had been injured by an accident half a year ago, and the Anderson family had told the world that he went to study abroad.

But when something happened to the Anderson family, it would be impossible to keep things a secret in their circle.

During that accident, Bruce Anderson had been injured badly, and he even ended up comatose. All the powerful people in New Island knew about it. Right now, Bruce Anderson was just a living corpse who could breathe.

But he had not expected Hilla Holt to marry into the Anderson family.

As he looked at the perverse and vile man in front of him, at that moment, Julian Jorgansen felt fortunate that Hilla Holt had married into the Anderson family by marrying Bruce Anderson, because this way... he would have a chance to be together with Hilla Holt.

In the bedroom, Hilla Holt sat on the bed in a panic. She looked at Bruce Anderson, who could only sleep on the bed, bit her lip, and said, "He’s here. Why is he here? Say, do you think he came here to find me?

"I think he saw me just now. Should I go downstairs to talk to him? But your big brother is beside him.

"I didn’t tell him anything about me coming to the Anderson family. He has been really worried about me, but I never replied to his messages. He must be really angry at me."

Hilla Holt propped up her head and was distressed. Honestly, she should reply to

Julian Jorgansen’s messages, but the message she texted back had clearly shown her intentions to cut ties with him.

She had not expected Julian Jorgansen himself to come to the Anderson family.

Once he learned that she had married Bruce Anderson, what would he think? He might already think that she was a woman who was blind to everything but profit.

Hilla Holt thought about many things, and she paced around in the room in great unease. She had already forgotten that the man sleeping on the bed was her husband.

Just when she was feeling uncertain and was still caught off guard by what she saw downstairs, someone knocked on her door.

Hilla Holt was stunned, and she instinctively thought that the person outside was Julian Jorgansen.

How could he come here to look for her? Feeling uneasy, Hilla Holt opened the door.

When she saw Rudi Anderson, she instinctively wanted to close the door.

Rudi Anderson pushed at the door, and the door was stuck. He sized up Hilla Holt, and in the end, his gaze landed on the face that he had been dreaming about. He smiled and said, "Aren’t you being rude, Hilla?"

He was invading her room. Why was he talking about manners with her?

Hilla Holt endured the feeling of disgust and sneered. "Do you need me for something?"

Rudi Anderson put on a malicious smile. But after the head injury he suffered last time, he was a little wary of Hilla Holt. "It’s nothing. I just wanted to talk to you."

"But I have nothing to say to you."

Hilla Holt pursed her lips and hid away the cold look in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Have you recovered from your concussion, Rudi?"

"I’m fine now. I’ve recovered from it a long time ago."

Rudi Anderson did not hear anything off about this, and he put on an obsequious smile.

At the next second, Hilla Holt said ruthlessly, "I showed mercy last time. This time, I will definitely split your head open!"