Ch. 96..100: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 96-100

Chapter 96

"V—Vernon, I… I am okay. Let them go."

Vernon looked over his shoulder, and his anger exploded when he thought that Chloe tried to protect these two bastards even after what they did to him.

"YOU DUMB WOMAN, GO TO MY OFFICE!"

The loud, collective gasps were heard when Mr. Phoenix Gray suddenly yelled at this woman he brought. The other staff thought he was protecting her— whom they thought was the current special for Mr. Phoenix Gray.

Instead, he yelled at her and called her dumb.

But this was Vernon Phoenix Gray they were talking about. All staff knew that Mr. Phoenix Gray was very competent in his job. But he was difficult to read and had terrible mood swings, making him prone to lashing out at anyone he met.

Chloe's back hunched instantly. She lowered her head and looked even more scared than before under Vernon's wrath.

This frustrated Vernon even more, and he yelled again, "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO TO MY OFFICE!"

"Y—Yes!"

Chloe ran past him. She gave him the last glance back before entering Vernon's office on this floor and closed the door. She didn't know what would Vernon do to those men and what would he do if those men sued her for real.

'I hope it's not too bad. I need to talk to him after this,' Chloe thought.

**

After Chloe left, Vernon stomped on the two men and asked, "So you two want to sue me? I'd like to see you try."

Vernon's eyes swiped around the rows of staff watching in fear, "If any of you want to sue me for this, you can try. I'd like to have a little entertainment in between my busy days here."

Everyone said nothing as they tried to dodge Mr. Phoenix Gray's eyes when he looked at them one by one. Honestly, they enjoyed their job right now, Mr. Phoenix Gray was a competent boss, and he paid them fairly, even with a bonus when they did a good job.

So most of them just got used to his crazy behavior and tolerated whatever he was on, as long as they did their job and got paid handsomely.

Vernon chuckled, "I'll tell Diamond to promote someone else to replace these two. You guys can sue me if you want. Make sure you prepare a good lawyer, or you'll experience hell on earth."

"And all of you, go back to your workspace! It's not the time for lunch break yet!" he yelled at the other staff, and they scrambled back to their seat, not wanting to get into their Boss' bad side.

Vernon was about to leave, but then he smelled the delicious aroma from the microwave. He opened it and salivated when he saw the food that was supposed to be his lunch.

Vernon picked the plate out of the microwave and grabbed two small cartons of banana milk. He tried hiding them from plain sight because he was too embarrassed to be shown holding this childish stuff.

So he put the banana milk in his trouser pocket and rushed to the office, ignoring the two men lying on the floor, grimacing full of pain as he had just got beaten by Mr. Phoenix Gray.

Vernon opened his office door and saw Chloe standing anxiously in the middle of the room. She seemed to be waiting for him.

"Vernon, I—"

"Shut up. I need to eat my lunch first!" Vernon interrupted before Chloe could utter her worry.

She zipped her mouth and watched as Vernon walked to the chair and set up his own mini lunch table, and started eating lunch in silence.

Chloe stood still, waiting for him until he finished. But he ate quite slowly, savoring the food his sister-in-law cooked one by one until he was satisfied.

He drank the last cartons of banana milk before wiping his lips. He darted his eyes at his sister-in-law, who had been standing like an idiot in front of him for a good while.

He was in a good mood after having his lunch. Maybe he was just so hungry, so he got easily irritable and acted out, "What do you want to say?"

"Um… Vernon, w—what did you do to those men? Are they okay?" Chloe asked carefully.

Vernon squeezed the empty milk carton as his gaze sharpened towards his sister-in-law, "Why did you ask?"

"I—I just think you shouldn't hurt them that much…."

"And what makes you think you can control me?" Vernon asked. He was in a good mood for a few seconds before his sister-in-law ruined it. This woman always had his way of pissing him off.

"Do you like those two unremarkable bastards? Seriously? Sister-in-law, your taste has degraded so much. You could score my big brother as your husband for ten years, and now you like those… random men you can find on the street?"

"I—I never—"

"If you're that desperate to find another man, I can introduce you to one of my friends," Vernon said ruthlessly. "One of my friends is ten years younger than you. He is 25, single, from generations of a wealthy family, and a CEO who builds his own entertainment empire! Heck, that guy would be much better suited if you want."

Chloe was a little offended that Vernon would introduce her to another man. She had no more love to spare for another man. She only wanted to be free by herself.

Besides, that kind of man Vernon mentioned was eerily similar to himself. Which was definitely not suitable for an unassuming woman in her thirties like her.

That young man would be adventurous, probably a high-class playboy with many side chicks. She thought Vincent was a serious and stable man in his younger days that would commit to one relationship, but that wasn't the case.

Now, she imagined someone with the same power as Vincent, just younger and probably more handsome…

There was no chance a man like him would settle down with her.

Chapter 97

'Wait, why am I still thinking about it? I told myself not to fall in love twice,' Chloe snapped out of her crazy idea. She told herself to wake up because she didn't live in a novel.

There was no young CEO with a powerful background that wanted her. It was all nothing but a fairy tale. So she had to wake up and face reality.

Chloe checked at Vernon, who was irritated, ready to lash out for the second time.

So she quickly took preventive measures;

"I—I never said I like them…." Chloe replied. "They approached me when I was preparing your lunch. I tried to push them away, but they… they keep pestering me until one of them wanted to touch me."

"Then what's with the fuss? I beat them, maybe broke a rib or two. They can go to the hospital for as long as possible since I've fired them," Vernon replied.

Vernon scanned Chloe from head to toe and started scolding her;

"You're an idiot, sister-in-law. You can scream sooner, so I'll be notified much faster! Do you not realize how pathetic you look? You're cowering like a rat in front of those two bastards! Shit, thinking about it makes my blood boil!"

"A—Are you angry because they're trying to touch me?" Chloe asked with hesitation. Based on Vernon's character, he shouldn't be mad when someone touches her. Since he did the same to her, just with payment.

Or so she thought…

"What the—" Vernon's eyes widened for a millisecond before he looked even madder than before. "I don't fucking care about you! I'm just pissed because you're like acting like a cornered rat! That's why I vent out my irritation by beating the shit out of those two!"

…

'That doesn't make sense…' Chloe started pondering. 'If he is pissed off with me, why would he beat someone else?'

Chloe had this image that Vernon wouldn't be someone who hesitated to beat a man or woman as long as he could vent out his anger. So him not unleashing his rage towards Chloe was a little out of his character.

Vernon sensed that Chloe doubted his reason, so he added, "Don't think too much about it, sister-in-law. I don't give a damn about you. I bought you with money, and that's all it will be."

"I understand," Chloe replied curtly, sensing nothing was wrong with his statement.

Again, Vernon should be happy that Chloe knew his place. But he was displeased, "And why are you asking me not to beat them out? Shouldn't you be thankful instead?"

"Ah— of course, I'm thankful!" Chloe nodded seriously. "But I don't want you to get sued. You've helped me more than enough. I don't want to be your burden…."

Vernon went silent instantly. He was ready to yell at her again, but his inflating rage popped and disappeared like it never happened in the first place. He slumped on the executive chair and looked away;

"Ridiculous, you're underestimating me, sister-in-law," Vernon said. "I am much more capable of taking care of you and your daughter. Let alone handling two nobodies who want to sue me. The only thing they would get is jail time. Law is for the rich to play with."

'I know that one…' Chloe thought. 'It's also why I can't process my divorce paper with Vincent. Because without Vincent's agreement, he could just twist the law until the judge would declare me as the wrong party during our divorce court.'

Chloe knew that she was always under the grasp of Vincent. No matter where she goes.

She could live alone in the middle of nowhere as long as he could get away from him. But she didn't want to give her daughter to Vincent. That bastard will only corrupt her beloved daughter.'

"That's relieving. I don't want you to get into trouble because of me," Chloe said softly. Vincent always told her that she was a burden. A woman was always a burden for that guy, especially when she was fat, ugly, and undesirable.

Vernon might also think the same of her. That was why she tried hard not to be a burden more than she was an eyesore.

"Y—You're a promising man. You have a lot of things ahead of you. A setback like getting sued is not good," Chloe said anxiously.

Vernon stared at Chloe, trying to sense her true intention. He knew that his sister-in-law was a snake. She acted like she cared for him, but all she truly cared about was money.

It was the true nature that Chloe showed to him when he was young. She was willing to play a long game if she got the money she wanted.

Yet, Vernon wouldn't lie that Chloe's acting was top-notch. It almost convinced him.

Vernon turned around, so he wouldn't have to see her face, "Stop acting like you're some kind of pure maiden. I have no problem dealing with them, and I also have no problem with the law. Leave me alone now. You're irritating me."

Chloe was a little sad that Vernon called her irritating. But it was given, knowing she was just a placeholder for the woman in his heart.

"Okay, thank you, Vernon. Can I return to our home instead?" Chloe asked, then she realized her mistake and quickly fixed her question, "I—I mean, can I return to your apartment instead? I haven't cleaned your bedroom…."

"… You can do whatever."

Chloe thanked him once more before leaving Vernon's office.

Vernon was alone now, sitting in a daze as he clenched the armrest.

"That woman, she is dangerous," Vernon murmured. "She really knows how to play. No wonder my big brother got hooked until he married her."

Vernon wouldn't lie that he got swayed by his sister-in-law's words. Even if he knew that Chloe was a venomous snake, he felt his heart beating faster when she acted caring and attentive towards him.

Vernon took a deep breath and warned himself, "Pull yourself together, Vernon! That woman is just a pawn for your plan! She will seduce anyone remotely rich for money!"

Chapter 98

Chloe packed the lunch bag and headed to the executive elevator. She lowered her head once she realized that the staff on this floor were looking at her like she was some kind of exotic animal.

Though their stares were justified, they must've wondered about this woman who suddenly worked with Mr. Phoenix Gray without notice, wasn't as active as Diamond, and wasn't a popular rising actress like his exes.

However, she also noticed some of the ladies were giving her the side-glance of envy, which Chloe found to be pretty weird.

'Well, I'm basically a maid of a manchild with mood swing issue. I don't think that's something worth to be envied about,' Chloe thought. 'He really needs to fix that issue of his. Maybe he broke up with that woman in his heart because he couldn't control his emotion.'

Chloe entered the elevator and started reminiscing about the little Vernon that grew up until he was a fifteen years old teenager. That was the last time Chloe saw him for ten years until his return.

True, little Vernon was a brat who would go on his way to ruin people's fun just because he didn't get what he wanted. But he sort of… grew out of it at around fourteen years old.

'Well, he was still a brat, but at least he wouldn't yell at people like this…' Chloe thought. She felt responsible for straightening him up since she was basically his nanny for seven to eight years of Vernon's life.

'But how am I going to lecture him? He is a grown adult and is much more powerful than me. I don't think scolding him like I did when he was a kid would do anything other than inciting his rage again.'

Chloe sighed, knowing there was no way out, at least not now. Vernon also seemed to be in a terrible mood for a while, so she planned to make something that he liked when he was a kid… which also happened to be Mackie's favorite.

"I'll make that pie for them. Maybe it'll help them to feel better," Chloe thought. "Oh, I just remember, I need to grocery shop first."

**

Chloe drove to her usual grocery store and started picking Vernon's favorite stuff. She had vividly memorized the brands that Vernon wanted from what Diamond mentioned.

"I wonder if he still likes this kind of homemade pie. He must've eaten many fancy desserts," Chloe wondered, but she selectively checked the freshness of the bananas before putting them in her shopping cart.

Chloe crouched as she was busy checking a few items on the lower shelf when she saw the feet of a woman wearing a short skirt standing in front of her. She tapped her feet arrogantly, demanding Chloe to look up.

And so she did.

Chloe was stunned when she saw the woman standing before her, "Priscilla?"

Priscilla crossed her arms and intentionally puffed out her big tits under that low-neck top. She looked at Chloe in disgust and hostility, "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be begging for a chance to feed your daughter in the street?"

Chloe sighed. She got up and busied herself, trying to find the needed product before getting the hell out.

She had gotten used to ignoring this bitch, because whenever Chloe had a catfight with her, she would always report everything to Vincent. Vincent would always blame her, calling her petty for envying a younger woman because she had a better body.

Priscila was annoyed that Chloe would still ignore her despite being the winner of Vincent's love. She was already hostile towards Chloe for a while because she treated her like the air after some time, so bullying Chloe wouldn't get the same satisfaction as before.

"You discarded bitch, don't you know who are you talking to?"

…

There was no reaction from Chloe. She was still busy grocery shopping, treating her like air, which made Priscilla even more annoyed.

"Hey, I'm talking to you bitch!"

"What do you want?" Chloe finally gave up because she didn't want Priscilla to make a loud fuss in public.

Priscilla was a little surprised that Chloe could respond to her with that kind of displeased tone as if she wasn't worth her time!

Obviously, Chloe should be crying right now since Priscilla had successfully stolen her man!

"What's with your tone? Do you think you can speak to me like that? You know I will be the new Mrs. Gray, right?"

"Mhm, congratulations," Chloe responded, and she bagged one bottle of baking powder from the shelf. Still ignoring Priscilla, Chloe pushed her shopping cart to continue her grocery shopping.

But Priscilla didn't want to leave this former Mrs. Gray alone. She stood right in front of the shopping cart, blocking the way for Chloe.

Chloe frowned, "Move. I don't want anything to do with you."

Priscilla scoffed, "Oh, come on, don't act like you don't feel sad. I bet you're crying while eating Ben & Jerry's at night because Vincent chose me, a more beautiful and smarter woman in here~."

"Well, now you got what you want, right? You can have Vincent all for yourself. I don't give a crap about that guy anymore," Chloe said nonchalantly. Of course, there was a phase where she was heartbroken when Vincent brought Priscilla home, she was the first one he brought home, and she brazenly called Chloe fat and old the first day of entering their mansion.

Priscilla was peeved that Chloe didn't seem to be taking this whole thing seriously. She refused to believe that Chloe had moved on from Vincent. Who would move on from a handsome and capable billionaire like Vincent? Only an idiot like Chloe would file a divorce just because Vincent didn't pay attention to her. She could just suck all the money out of his unlimited bank account and live without fear of not having money!

Priscilla should be happy that she had gotten rid of Chloe. She knew that.

But, there was something that kept bugging her…

Chapter 99

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Priscilla should be happy that she had gotten rid of Chloe. She knew that.

But, there was something that kept bugging her…

"I know that you're texting him every day, right? Did you call him at night to beg that he won't sign up the divorce paper?" Priscilla accused.

Chloe was more disgusted than angry after hearing such an accusation because it was both absurd and gross!

"I am the one who filed for divorce. I'm still waiting for him to sign the paper. Why would I call him at night, begging him not to sign it? Make it make sense!" Chloe denied that ridiculous accusation. "Anyway, you're still with him, right? You should tell him to stop dilly-dallying and sign that paper already!"

Priscilla gritted her teeth, "That's what I've been doing! I keep telling him to sign it, so he can get away from a discarded bitch like you and marry me instead!"

"So… what's the problem here?" Chloe asked. Both of them were on the same page, after all.

"The problem is… he refused to sign it!" Priscilla said out loud. She was also frustrated by Vincent, who still hadn't touched that divorced paper. He could sign it in less than a second, but he didn't!

"I know you've been begging for him every night, right? That's why he still hasn't signed that paper," Priscilla said. "Seriously, get off of him. It should be my turn now!"

…

Honestly, it was also what made Chloe wonder about Vincent.

Chloe had already told him that she didn't need his money. She wouldn't take a penny as long as she got her freedom because she knew if she took any kind of divorce settlement, he would use that as a tool to control her again.

But now, they were at a dead end because Vincent refused to even sign that paper.

Priscilla was also disappointed with Vincent because other than refusing to sign that divorce paper, Vincent also reduced the frequency of intimate behavior.

Usually, Vincent could fuck her at least five times a week. But it had been reduced to twice a week for no reason.

So Priscilla accused that Chloe might have been trying to seduce him to win him back and become Mrs. Gray again!

"Well, it's not my problem that he hasn't signed the divorce paper. Try to convince him somehow, and you don't need to be hostile towards me. You can marry him if you want," Chloe said ruthlessly. But when she tried to pull her shopping cart, Priscilla suddenly grabbed the shopping cart, forbidding Chloe to escape her this time.

"Seriously, Priscilla, what do you want from me? Don't you see that I'm busy?!" Chloe yelled as she started to get frustrated. "Don't tell me that you've been stalking me all this time?"

"What the— EW, GROSS!" Priscilla retorted harshly. "I was told by Vincent to go to this market and something! Why would I stalk walking jello like you?"

"Then stop with this bullshit and release your grip already!" Chloe yelled again. The more she stayed with this woman, the more annoyed she got, mostly because Priscilla always reminded her of her failure to keep her ex-husband in check.

Priscilla wanted to bully this woman even more to vent her frustration with Vincent. But she didn't expect that Chloe would be a lot colder now. She only cried and trembled under Vincent's gaze most of the time.

'Is it because she is away from Vincent, so she is brave enough to talk back to me?!' Priscilla wondered. Chloe knew that Priscilla was doing this just to bully her.

It was always like that for the past four years. She was insulted, sometimes getting physically abused by Priscilla. She tried to fight back, but Vincent always told her to stop hitting her secretary because she was a valuable asset to his company.

So Chloe allowed this caked witch to bully her.

But now she dared to walk away from Vincent, so she wouldn't fear this witch any longer!

Chloe glanced at Priscilla's hands which were gripping the cart tightly. She scoffed, "By the way, I think you should ask your new billionaire husband for a ring because I don't see any in your hand right now, Mrs. Priscilla Gray."

"You—!"

Priscilla reacted by yanking the shopping cart, trying to somehow make Chloe lose her balance.

But Chloe released her grip on the cart right when Priscilla yanked it, so Priscilla was hit by the cart and lost her balance.

"AH!" Priscilla fell on her back, followed by the shopping cart overturned and falling on top of her body. "Ouch! Ah! Urgh!"

Priscilla was buried under the grocery, and Chloe shrugged, "Hope we'll never meet again, Priscilla. Go have fun with Vincent. I know that you're desperate for his commitment."

'Which will never happen,' Chloe thought, knowing well about Vincent's commitment issue.

"W—Wait! Urgh! I will report you to Vincent!"

"As if that'd work. Vincent and I are through, remember?" Chloe responded nonchalantly.

Priscilla struggled to get out of this pile of groceries. But before she could recover, Chloe had already left the grocery store. Perhaps going to another grocery store just to avoid her.

"Ugh, I should've asked her about the man who takes care of her now," Priscilla complained about the lost chance. She was too focused on bullying Chloe because that middle-aged woman was the source of her problem with Vincent.

Priscilla wanted her to be gone, so Vincent finally stopped delaying their marriage, so she could be Mrs. Priscilla Gray soon!

Priscilla knew from Vincent that Chloe had sold her body to a rich old man. Because she had paid the expensive tuition fee upfront, it was basically impossible knowing she had been a useless stay-at-home mom for ten years.

"I bet she is an old man's pet now. Maybe a man in his 80s. Who else would keep a woman like her anyway?" Priscilla said. "I need to report this to Vincent. He needs to know that washed-out bitch seems to live a normal life now. That shouldn't have happened!"

Chapter 100

Vincent sat in the backseat of his car as the chauffeur drove to the Gray Mansion. He got a call from his old mother about something unspecified, so he just had to prepare himself.

Vincent stared at the highway in a daze, thinking about someone, until he felt his phone vibrate.

Vincent checked the caller and picked it up immediately;

—

"Yes, Vernon?" Vincent asked.

"Big brother! Where are you now?"

"Heading to our home," Vincent replied. He smiled as he relaxed and leaned on the car seat. "Mom called me about something. But it shouldn't matter much. The family businesses are doing well as always. Why did you call? Is there any problem?"

Vincent was ready to help his little brother if needed. Since he knew that Vernon was still inexperienced, he might find a few stumbling blocks on his way to their cooperation.

"Ouch, I was going to visit your company!" Vernon said excitedly.

"Hm? For what? Is everything alright about your work?"

"Everything is good, brother. But I need your signature to process our work. Mainly because your name has a lot of power in it, so it'll be easier for me to do the lobbying with the higher-ups in the entertainment industry," Vernon said, mentioning their cooperation.

Vincent already guessed what Vernon needed. Vernon was still a Gray in his surname, of course. But he hadn't been involved with the family for ten years, so he was less known compared to Vincent, who was basically a household name now.

Vincent chuckled, "You can ask my secretary in the office."

"You mean…"

"No, not the condom one. That one is just for fun. I have a competent senior secretary who worked for Dad until he passed away. That secretary knows how to replicate my signature and also has my personal stamp. You can use it for whatever you need," Vincent gave clear instruction to Vernon, thinking it would help his little brother with their small project.

"Is that really okay, though?" Vernon asked. "I mean, your name is really important, Big brother. If you sign it without reading the documents, you might be in trouble…."

"It's just for our cooperation, right? It's still a small scale for now, so I don't care if you've experienced losses," Vincent said kindly. "Just make sure to save yourself first, since your company will be the one who got hit the hardest if it fails."

"Okay…"

Vincent noticed Vernon's dispirited tone and realized that he might've been too harsh on him, "Hey, bud, I trust you with my investment. I was just trying to ease you, so you don't feel too nervous about it."

"I know, thank you, brother!" Vernon said. "Ah, how about this? I will let your senior secretary sign it, and I'll scan and email it for you later, so you can read the document on the phone."

"Sounds good," Vincent agreed. He liked the way his little brother took everything so seriously."

"Okay, I'll go to your office now. Talk to you later, brother! Good luck meeting with Mom!"

"Mm, talk to you later, little bro," Vincent hung up the call first. He felt more refreshed just by talking with his little brother.

Vincent knew he wasn't really a good person, but he had cared for his little brother since he was a baby.

Their parents had always been a wreck of a family, so he was the one who made sure that Vernon was well taken care of.

'Until Chloe came to our life….'

Vincent had to admit that Chloe took care of him a little better, a lot better than he would ever do.

She acted like a nanny and big sister towards Vernon, even going as far as cuddling him to sleep when Vernon was a kid because Vernon heard the fight between their parents, something that Vincent could never do as he found it to be a sign of weakness of a man.

It was also one of the main reasons why he married Chloe because she could take care of Vernon attentively. She had a great motherly instinct as her nature.

'And I can't lie that she is a good mother. I never expect Mackie to be so smart and endearing, despite being a girl,' Vincent thought. 'But, Mackie is an exception that she's not dumb for being a girl because she has my blood. Not because of Chloe's nurture and teaching.'

p Vincent's expression gradually turned darker as he kept thinking about Chloe, 'That bitch has no gratitude. I picked her up from a slum from her single-mother household, officially married her, and put her in my mansion. What else does she need?'

'Tch, women are so dumb. Just look at her. She got everything, including me. Her status as Mrs. Gray makes every woman in this world jealous. Yet she wasted it.'

Vincent couldn't hold his anger as he kept thinking about Chloe. No matter from what angle, Chloe was the one who was wrong in his mind. That was why he wanted her to crawl back to him, admitting her fault for being an ungrateful little whore, and resume her wifely duty.

'That bitch, I will make sure that she pays for wasting my time thinking about how to punish her,' Vincent thought as he clenched his fist.

"Sir, we've arrived," the chauffeur said as he stopped the car right in front of the main door after a long drive from the gate to the mansion.

Vincent stared at his second home, the Gray Mansion, the mansion where he grew up with Vernon— and partially Chloe as she dated him for eight years before their wedding.

Vincent saw the old butler walk towards his car and open the door for him. Vincent got out of the car and fixed his cuff and hem.

The butler bowed his head deep, "Master, Madam Gray has been waiting for you."

"What does she want?" Vincent asked.

"Madam doesn't tell, Master. She just wants you to come."

"Fine, this better be important because I have lots to do."