Chapter 6

Everyone in the room was petrified by Nolan. He was not only lethal but also ruthless to everyone, showing no concern for how they might seek revenge in the future. At that moment, everybody was frightened to their core. Jeanne shielded her cheek and couldn't take it anymore. She immediately dialed Megan's number and retold the incident to her, including how Nolan bashed Chase and slapped her. As much as Megan was unconvinced by the story, she had no choice but to believe it. After making sure Jeanne had made the call, Nolan sat on the couch and poured himself a glass of water. He calmly added, "Now, we wait." Jeanne was tempted to mock him again but remembered the fresh, red handprint on her cheek. As such, she dared not speak against the now deranged and despaired Nolan. Whatever he did was an act of giving up on himself—at least that was what she believed. In the meantime, Megan, sitting in her office, plunged into fury when she heard about the incident. She picked up the telephone on her desk and screamed, "Gather all the bodyguards and security downstairs and wait for me." Then, she hung up the phone. Looking at the divorce agreement on her desk, she growled, "I wanted to part ways amicably, giving you some dignity, but it seems you've become relentless. How dare you hit Chase and slap Jeanne? Is that the only thing you learned in prison for the last three years? Playing the tough guy? "You're nothing, Nolan. It's time for a wake-up call!" After venting, Megan left her office exasperatedly. At that moment, her bodyguards and the 20 security guards of the company awaited her downstairs. Once she arrived, the group immediately set off in a convoy toward Nolan's home. Megan initially thought Jeanne was exaggerating her story. However, when she saw the handprint on her face and Chase, almost indiscernible, lying on the floor submissively, she lost her temper completely. Her anger became uncontrollable when she saw Nolan casually enjoying his drink on the couch. "You bastard!" She came up before him and swept the glass in his hand away, scolding, "I know you're pissed that I divorced you, but how could you beat Chase to a pulp? You're a cold-blooded bastard!" Bastard? The emotionless-looking Nolan felt a surge of sadness as he watched Megan condemning him. Was this fierce and menacing-looking woman still the same person he loved and unhesitantly went to prison for? Three years were neither a long nor a short time, yet it drastically changed her. Was time the only altering factor? Or was it money and power that transformed her into a completely different person? Nolan didn't know the answer to those questions. He simply knew Megan was no longer the same woman he loved. He rose slowly and gazed toward the more than 20 security men behind her. He wasn't the least bit afraid, but her look of intense hostility was enough to sadden him. "Are you aware of where we are now, Megan? I beat your brother because I was pissed? Anyone with a brain could tell that it was him who came to me looking for trouble. Was I supposed to surrender without a fight and let him trample over me?" Everyone knew the truth. It was a fact that Chase showed up at Nolan's doorstep to pick a fight. But Megan didn't care about the truth. She was solely fixated on how severely injured Chase was. That was her precious little brother! "Even if Chase was at fault, you're in no place to punish him! Who do you think you are? Do you honestly think you're a big deal? How dare you disrespect the kindness I showed you?" Megan's rude words rendered Nolan gradually angry. What a poor, wretched ending he got himself into after sacrificing so much for Megan, Chase, and the Turners. "Aren't you sad that you turned out like this, Megan? You distort the truth, ignore the right and wrong, and become utterly ungrateful. Where's the old you, Megan?" Without waiting for Nolan to finish, Megan roared, "What's there to miss about the old Megan? Have you lost your wits in prison? People change, Nolan. The old Megan was poor, weak, and incapable. What other traits did she have other than being kind? "That version of me will never return! If you want to reminisce about her, do it alone. I have nothing to do with you anymore. Don't even let me see you again. This is the last chance I'm giving you, Nolan. "You said I'm ungrateful. Fine. I'll cut all ties with you today. Move out of this house and leave Bellington. I may be able to let you off the hook today, but my family, especially Chase, will not. Just leave now. Think of it as me paying back everything I owed you. "Also, don't even think about receiving any of the assets in our divorce agreement. You don't deserve a place in my heart anymore, let alone a buck of my assets. It's my greatest grace for not killing you today. I'm done. Now, leave." Nolan couldn't help but find her circling back to her money and assets ironic yet sad. From the start, he had never once asked for compensation from her. It was her conceited attitude blinding her the entire time. Furthermore, he had clarified that he didn't want any assets from her. So, why wouldn't these people just believe him? How awful of a person was he in their eyes? "Sure. I'll look forward to seeing how you'll deal with me. Since you're here, you can take your brother as promised. However, anybody who objects to me living here can come at me. "I don't want to see you anymore, Megan. You disgust me. Now, leave. This is my house, not yours." With that, Nolan pointed at the door and roared, "Get out of here!"