Chapter 123 Archibald's Expectations

Cordelia furrowed her brow and looked at him with confusion. 'What does that mean? He didn't want to marry me in the first place, so why say this now?' she wondered. Benedict spoke tersely, his tone devoid of warmth, "Once we divorce, you won't have any claim to the Radcliffe Group anymore. If you don't want to divorce, I won't stop you." What did he mean by not having any claim to the Radcliffe Group? Was he referring to those jewels and expensive clothes? Cordelia couldn't care less about those things. "I've made up my mind. When can we sign the papers?" Benedict's face darkened instantly, a veil of mist clouding his gaze as his eyes resembled mountains shrouded in deep clouds, making it impossible to fathom his thoughts. The atmosphere froze into ice, Cordelia's heart inexplicably racing, afraid that the slightest misstep would upset him. "The paperwork will be arranged soon. Grandpa wants us to come back for dinner tomorrow." Benedict's gaze fell upon the documents in his ha