Mae has been working for me for two years, so she knew a lot about things between Dylan and I. Hearing what I said, she frowned and said, "If you really agree to divorce, wouldn't you fail to live up to Grandpa Thomson's wish?
Besides, if you do it now, the shares Grandpa Thomson had left for you will be transfered to Mr. Thomson. It's not worth it, Ms. Brown!"
I knew what she was worried about. I looked at the time and realized that it was getting late, so I didn't explain much to her. I just said, "Don't worry, I know what to do. Hurry up and get me the document. I have something else to do later."
Seeing that I wouldn't listen to her, Mae left the office angrily in a hurry.
I packed up some things and found the key to the car. Then I waited for Mae at the stairs. Fortunately, she wa
