Chapter 29

Life got so hectic for Clara that she barely had time to think about Eugene anymore. That day, Eugene was halfway through a business dinner with some bigwig CEOs when his phone buzzed. It was a call from Old Mr. Collins, ordering him to come home right away. Before he even stepped through the door, the scolding had already started. "Eugene, you little brat! What the hell happened between you and Clara?" Frowning slightly, Eugene took his time, set down his briefcase, sat on the couch, and took a sip of water before answering. "Grandpa, Clara and I are divorced." "What did you just say?" Old Mr. Collins stared at Eugene in disbelief, almost thinking he'd misheard. "Say that again, I dare you!" "You heard me. Clara signed the papers and moved out," Eugene said flatly. Old Mr. Collins sank into the couch, looking devastated. His face full of wrinkles twisted with pain. Clara had loved Eugene so deeply—how could she agree to a divorce? His tone grim and heavy, he glared at Eugene. "Just be