CHAPTER 122: CHAPTER 122: YOU HAVE NO MORE LEVERAGE FOR NEGOTIATION

Brooke was stunned on the spot.

After a few seconds of shock, she cried out in pain, "Sabrina, are you crazy? How dare you hit me like this? Jordan, look at her..."

She struggled and complained with grievances.

Tessa did not indulge her and directly pointed the camera at her face.

"Oh wow, still asking for help, huh? You’ve been rolling in bed with someone else’s husband, and now you blatantly ask for protection. Look at those disgusting marks on your body, don’t you deserve to be hit?

People like you would’ve been drowned in a pig cage in ancient times, you know that?"

"You..."

Brooke was furious and didn’t dare to loosen the bedsheet around her, "You’re not allowed to film me..."

She raised her hand to cover her face.

But Sabrina wouldn’t let her succeed.

She grabbed Brooke’s arm and continued slapping her.

Brooke’s face was swollen from the beating.

Finally, Jordan couldn’t stand it any longer and stepped forward to grab Sabrina’s wrist, scolding, "Enough, Sabrina! Do you have to make this known to everyone?"

Sabrina, with a cold face, retorted, "You had the audacity to do it, and now you’re afraid of people knowing? Don’t touch me with your filthy hands!"

With that, she shook off his grasp with disgust.

Tessa scoffed, "Even now, still protecting her, Jordan? You really are something else, being emotionally abusive to your own wife while flaunting the mistress outside, having who knows how many affairs in secret... now you don’t even feel guilty."

Jordan erupted with an astonishing fury.

Never in his life had he felt this humiliated.

This woman dared to challenge his authority repeatedly.

Did she think he wouldn’t dare touch her?

"Hand over the phone in your hand!"

Jordan advanced a step forward with a cold expression.

But Sabrina blocked him, "Jordan, you have ten minutes to come to the lobby. We need to talk about the divorce! If you don’t want this video to get out, you can choose not to come!"

With that, she turned around, dragging her friend away without waiting for his response.

Once outside, both of them exhaled deeply.

The atmosphere inside was suffocating, but for authenticity, they had to hold their breath.

Now that they were out, the air felt fresh again.

Her friend was a bit agitated, "You really got it all on camera, sister. You’re finally close to breaking free from all this."

Yet, Sabrina couldn’t relax.

Earlier, Jordan clearly hadn’t fully reacted; once he got dressed and calmed down, he might not let them leave easily.

She knew well how ruthless that man could be.

The video tonight was enough to ruin both him and Brooke.

And as Sabrina had anticipated, shortly after they reached the lobby, the entrance to Maple Leaf Manor was completely locked down by bodyguards.

Tessa noticed, sneering, "Don’t worry, I foresaw this and backed up everything to the cloud while filming.

To be safe, I prepared more than a dozen copies. Even if they detain us today and seize our phones, it doesn’t matter!"

Upon hearing this, Sabrina finally relaxed.

While they sat on the lobby couch for a few minutes, Jordan already appeared, fully dressed.

His poised and unattainable manner was no different from usual, showing no trace of the reckless passion he had shown earlier with another woman in the room.

Sabrina looked at him indifferently, her eyes void of emotion.

Once Jordan was seated, she got straight to the point and said coldly, "President Hawthorne, now that we have both witnesses and material evidence of your infidelity, you have no choice but to agree to my demands!

Divorce. I don’t want any of your assets; I just want custody of Zara. I hope you can sign it promptly...

This marriage, I believe, won’t be a loss for you. After all, you gained a perfect maid for free.

As for Zara... neither you nor your entire Hawthorne Family ever treated her as a descendant, even any occasional words of concern were insincere.

So, it shouldn’t matter to you at all!"

Jordan, suppressing his tremendous anger, finally restored his icy, commanding tone, "Who told you I was here tonight? And how did you get in?"

His visit to Maple Leaf Manor today was a spur-of-the-moment decision.

How did Sabrina know and find the room so accurately?

Tessa rolled her eyes sarcastically, "Does it matter? Whoever told her has nothing to do with your infidelity! At this critical moment, President Hawthorne, maybe you shouldn’t distract yourself with other matters. Sabrina is here discussing divorce with you."

Jordan had obviously endured Tessa long enough.

Now, seeing her meddling again, his eyes were cold and fierce, barely concealing it.

Tessa glared back even more fiercely.

The Hawthorne Family might be significant in Veridia, but she wasn’t afraid.

The Hughes Family’s roots were in Aethel, and most of their business was overseas; Jordan’s influence couldn’t reach that far!

"What are you glaring at? Can you be decisive, act like a man?"

Furious, Jordan’s face turned livid, and towards Sabrina, he displayed a brutal attitude, "You don’t need to pretend to be a victim here, divorcing me was your long-planned move to be with that wild man, did you really think I didn’t know?"

Sabrina had long been numb to his slander and mistrust.

Moreover, she felt there was no need to explain anything to him.

She coldly reminded him, "Right now, I caught you in the act. I only know that President Hawthorne is currently at a disadvantage, without any leverage to negotiate."

Jordan’s eyes flared with malicious intent, "Do you think a mere video can control me?"

"Can’t it?"

Sabrina replied calmly, "If that’s the case, then I can only submit the evidence to the judge, letting more people see this video personally.

Additionally, the scene of the Hawthorne Group’s president with a mistress should be quite sensational, right? If it gets posted online for netizens to judge and various media accounts to repost, what do you think would happen?

It should make headline news, right?

It’s just a question of whether The Hawthorne Family can afford such a reputation?"

Jordan emitted a terrifyingly cold aura, "That’s only if you manage to leave this manor tonight."

Tessa threw the phone in front of him, "Go ahead, delete the video if you can. I’ll let you delete it, but I’m afraid the dozen backups can’t all be wiped clean!

Moreover, if either of us loses a single hair today, I guarantee that within half an hour, everyone will know about your affair with the mistress!

Before coming, we were ready. If you don’t believe it, feel free to try!!!"

"You..."

Jordan’s face was pitch black, and the icy air surrounding him was almost tangible, and the oppressive force around him was overwhelming.

Tessa was genuinely startled.

Sabrina remained relatively composed.

After all, she had seen too many of this man’s ruthless faces.

Getting angry, what does that count for?

She even spoke calmly, "Previously, though President Hawthorne’s reputation was slightly affected, it didn’t hinder the authority and business status of the Hawthorne Group... but this time, if you’re condemned by the public, will the Hawthorne Group remain unaffected?

Will your clients still entrust their business to someone who is utterly irresponsible to their family, hypocritical to the extreme, and cold-hearted?

Even if most would, would your image in the business world still remain as noble and unparalleled as before?"

Jordan’s forehead veins throbbed with rage so intense it could nearly destroy the world, and his eyes held a suppressed storm, terrifying enough to crush someone.

Even Tessa was a bit terrified by the sight.

Sabrina merely clenched her fingers, showing no fear.