Chapter 58

Just as the countdown began and Elise was about to taste her homemade pie, her phone rang. She picked it up right as the clock struck midnight. "Hello?" "It's me." That low, cold voice was all too familiar. She had already guessed who it would be. That was the only reason she'd answered. A faint, mocking smile touched her lips. "Mr. Holt, it's Thanksgiving. Does that mean we can finally get divorced?" "Yes." The quick reply caught her off guard. For a moment, she didn't speak. Then, he continued, and everything became clear. "Don't pursue Zara's responsibility. I'll fund additional labs for your research. Come to Hilltop Manor tomorrow to sign the divorce papers." Elise pressed her lips together, said nothing, and ended the call. Henry, who had turned his head the moment he heard her say "Mr. Holt," stared wide-eyed. As soon as she hung up, he asked, "What did he want?" Elise set her phone aside and took a bite of her pie. "What else? Cleaning up after his precious sweetheart