She: "10,000,000$. We're done. Just don’t let my husband find out."The call boy took the black card, frowning.She: "Not enough? You're good, but don’t push it."He dressed, leaving behind a cold warning—"You'll regret this!"A week later, she knelt before the Lycan King, begging for a divorce ruling.And there he was. Her call boy. Sitting on the throne. He: "(Smirking) Uh-huh?"