Rise Of the Poor Son-in-law

Chapter 4: Divorce it is? Divorce you get!

Chapter 4: Divorce it is? Divorce you get!

"Alfred Lucas, I really didn’t expect you to do such a thing!" Jennifer Zhao said and slammed the door hard.

Mr. Feng was shocked. He didn’t understand what was going on with Jennifer Zhao.

Alfred Lucas stood there for a moment, trying to figure it out. After thinking about it, he realized it must be Elon Mu who was stirring up trouble.

He believed that Elon Mu must have called Jennifer Zhao and told her to come here. What he didn’t know was that Jennifer Zhao actually had an appointment with Elon Mu at this same place.

"Manager Destiny, I’m really sorry. My wife might have misunderstood something," Alfred said as he stood up and rushed out of the room.

But as soon as he stepped into the hallway, he saw Elon Mu standing there with a proud look on his face.

"Wow, Alfred Lucas. Not bad. How much does she charge per night? Do you want me to introduce you to more rich old women for business deals?" Elon said with a mocking smile.

"Get out of here!" Alfred roared.

"Haha. You’ve really lost it. Let me tell you the truth. I was the one who invited Jennifer Zhao here. She drank two full bottles of red wine with me. You should’ve seen her red face. It was something else..."

Bang!

Alfred didn’t wait any longer. He raised his fist and punched Elon straight in the face.

Before Elon could react, Alfred had already walked past him toward the table nearby.

He stopped in front of Jennifer.

"Are you really having dinner with Elon Mu behind my back?" Alfred asked, pointing at Elon, anger burning in his eyes.

"Shame on you! What are you doing here with that woman? You don’t even care who’s watching. Alfred Lucas, shame on you. You’re disgusting!" Jennifer snapped. Her eyes were full of fury. Her hands were shaking. Even her eyelashes trembled from how angry she was.

Alfred turned and glared at Elon.

"Alfred Lucas, what do you want to do now? Are you planning to fight in public? You’re a joke. You’re a loser at home and now you’re out here trying to please some rich woman. You really have no shame," Elon said from behind her.

Before Alfred could react, Elon grabbed him from behind, trying to hold him back.

Jennifer looked away, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Go get a divorce tomorrow," she said. "I could accept you being poor. I could accept you not doing much. But seeing you like this, doing this kind of thing, I feel disgusted."

Alfred stood there silently for a second. Then he gave a cold smile and slowly nodded.

"Okay. Fine. I get it now. It’s your mother who wanted you to be with Elon Mu, right? You think I don’t see what’s going on?"

He took a deep breath and finally said the words he had never said to her before.

"If you want to find something wrong with me just so you can leave, you will always find something. You know what? Divorce it is? Then divorce you get. I’m tired. I’ve been doing my best to please you, to make you happy, but for what? There’s no trust. No faith in me. I’m done pretending."

In one fast move, he kicked backward and knocked Elon off him. Elon almost fell to the floor from the hit.

Elon held his stomach in pain, but Alfred didn’t look at him again. He turned and walked back into the private room without a word.

Back inside, the room had become quiet.

Alfred’s face was dark and full of anger. The air felt heavy.

Mr. Feng quickly stepped forward. "I’m sorry, Manager Destiny. Mr. Lin must have had too much to drink. Let me drive you home."

He was nervous. The contract they just signed was too important to lose.

But Manager Destiny shook her head calmly.

"It’s alright. If Mr. Lin is not available today, I’ll just reschedule and talk with him another time."

She turned to pick up her bag.

Just as she was about to leave, Alfred spoke up.

"Manager Destiny, wait. I’m sober now. I apologize for earlier. Let’s continue talking about the project."

Manager Destiny paused for a second. Then she slowly sat back down.

Earlier, they were discussing plans for the second half of the year. Since things had calmed down, Alfred picked up the conversation again and continued talking business with her.

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Outside the Private Room

Outside the private room, Jennifer Zhao stood silently, trying her best to hold back her tears.

They had been married for a year. She never thought it would end like this. Divorce? Over something like this?

She felt confused. Part of her still didn’t believe Alfred could do such a thing. But the scene she saw was right there in front of her. And he didn’t even try to explain. He just looked at her and stayed silent. What else could she do?

"Jennifer, come on. Let’s have another drink," Elon Mu said beside her, raising his glass. "He never touched you anyway. The marriage was just in name. Once you divorce him, I’ll marry you!"

As he spoke, he waved the ring in front of her again. It sparkled under the light.

Jennifer Zhao frowned and looked away, ready to say something.

"Hahaha, relax," Elon said quickly, trying to brush it off. "I’ll keep the ring ready and wait for you anytime. Let’s drink. You’ll feel better after a few more."

He poured her another glass.

While she wasn’t looking, he quietly dropped something into the wine and slid the glass over to her.

Jennifer Zhao, still lost in thought and emotionally drained, picked up the glass and drank again.

After a few more sips, her head began to feel heavy. Her eyelids drooped. Her vision started to blur.

"Jennifer? Jennifer?" Elon Mu called her name softly.

Jennifer could still hear him, but her body didn’t respond. Her mind felt slow and empty. She couldn’t say a word. She couldn’t move. It felt like the world around her was fading away.

To everyone else in the restaurant, she just looked drunk.

Elon Mu looked at her and smiled.

He had been waiting for this day for years.

He stood up and bent over to lift her into his arms, planning to carry her out to his car.

But just as he was about to do that, the private room door opened.

Alfred Lucas, Mr. Feng, and Manager Destiny stepped out together.

Alfred’s eyes moved to the side and landed on Jennifer.

He saw her leaning against the table, her eyes half-closed, completely drunk. He paused for a moment, then gave a faint smile full of self-mockery.

So this was it?

What else could it mean when a woman went out with another man, got drunk, and stayed silent about it?

He said nothing.

Elon Mu, noticing them, suddenly stood straight and grinned.

He stared directly at Manager Destiny. His eyes ran over her body without shame.

"Wow, what a figure. Beauty, why are you wasting time on someone like Alfred Lucas? Want me to introduce you to someone better?"

He licked his lips, his eyes not leaving her.

Before Mr. Feng could say anything, Manager Destiny gave a calm smile.

"Elon Mu, right? I know you. You submitted a financing request to our company last month."

Elon Mu froze. His smile disappeared.