Chapter 81

Brayden drove to the SHS Building.

This was the first time he had come to this place.

When the car stopped below the SHS Building, he finally understood what Olivia said.

Too powerful.

His uncle was too powerful, so she had no choice but to be ruthlessly defeated.

But it didn’t matter.

Now that she had him, he wouldn't let his uncle hurt her again.

It seemed that Everett had told the employee in advance, so as soon as he entered, the receptionist
walked over and asked, "Mr.Brayden?"

"Yes."

"Mr.Weston told me to bring you up.’

"Thank you."

The receptionist led him upstairs to the president's office.

"Mr.Weston, Mr.James is here."

The busy man behind the desk did not raise his head but nodded.

The receptionist left and closed the door.

Brayden walked over and stopped at the desk.



"I am here to talk to you."

Everett finally looked up at him.

Even though Brayden was standing and Everett was sitting, Everett was still of an imposing manner.

"Sit down."

Brayden sat down on the sofa.

The secretary brought in two cups of coffee and left.

The door closed again, and the room was very quiet.

Everett closed the document and walked over to sit on the sofa.

Brayden looked at him and said directly, "You should know why I'm here."

Everett took a sip of coffee and looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I will marry Olivia.We will go abroad after we get married.No one will know that she is your ex-wife.You
can rest assured."

Everett looked at him, leaning back, his arms slightly stretched, his legs crossed.

He was in a relaxed position.

But he still looked powerful.

The strength that emanated from the inside still existed.

"You are not suitable.’’ Brayden's hand tightened in an instant.



"Uncle, it's up to us to decide whether we're fit or not, not you."

At this moment, an imposing aura spread across his body, which was as strong as Everett's.

The president's office suddenly turned cold.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang, breaking the quiet that seemed to explode at any moment.

Everett got up and walked over to pick up the phone.

"Mr.Weston, you have a meeting in ten minutes.’’

"Fifteen minutes later"

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, he came over and looked at Brayden.

"You're still young.Go abroad for further study for two years.Then you'll understand what I say today:"

After that, he turned to his desk.But after two steps, he stopped.Because Brayden said something.

"Uncle, you won't let me be with Olivia.Is it because you still have feelings for her?"

Brayden looked at the man standing in front with his back to him, tall and straight, like a towering tree.

This big tree was once his goal, and he treated him with awe and reverence.

But now, all of this collapsed.

"You don't want any man to be around her, so you forced her to stay away from men, but you didn't
expect she would choose to get married.When you knew that she was going to marry me, you had a



good reason to stop us."

"Maybe you have more terrible ways next, and all of this is to keep her away from other men."

"Uncle, I really have to remind you that you two are divorced.She is free.It's OK for her to be with
whoever she wants or to marry anyone she likes.It is her freedom.If you want to stop her, then I can tell
you you have a rival in love now.”

"And that's me, your nephew.’’


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