Chapter 13: Such a Coward

Polly Song made up her mind to discuss divorce with Victoria, so she carried a book to the door to make a record.

"You caught me before I even cataloged this newly arrived book?" The librarian was here today, smiling as he entered the book data and processed her borrowing.

"Isn't it because I know you have many treasures here?" Polly Song replied with a cheerful smile.

The librarian chuckled, completed the borrowing process, and handed her the book. "You asked me to investigate who held Mason Rook's manuscript, and I found out it's with someone from M Country, a very peculiar businessman. Besides asking a high price, I'm told he demands his buyer to please his eye."

Polly Song put the book in her backpack, "How much?"

"Five million."

Polly Song paused sharply while packing the book, and asked again with uncertainty, "How much?"

The librarian laughed, "Five million, so you better give up."

Polly Song seriously sighed, realizing she'd have to take over the Parker Family business.

"Young lady, in these years you've spent a fortune on Tranquil Waters, but once some things are gone, they are gone. Don't be too obsessed."

Even if a book contained just a little about Tranquil Waters, she'd buy it, regardless of the price. Over the years, she probably invested no less than a few million.

Polly Song hesitated for a moment, shouldered her backpack, deciding to treat it as her obsession.

"Librarian, I'm leaving for now; I'll return the book next month."

Still, she wouldn't give up on Tranquil Waters.

As Polly Song left the library to find Victoria, she didn't expect Victoria's mother to find her first.

Invited into the car, Polly Song met Mrs. Parker's stern face.

"Polly Song, what did you promise me before?" Mrs. Parker got straight to the point; had it not been for maintaining her dignity, she might have gotten physical.

"Mrs. Parker, why not ask President Parker to agree on getting the divorce certificate with me? Once we get it, I assure you I'll never appear before any of the Parkers again." Polly Song raised her hand in oath, surely showing enough sincerity.

"Are you saying my son is clinging to you?" Mrs. Parker glared, thinking the woman must be mad. "If it weren't for the accident involving the Rook Family, how could you possibly get in touch with the old lady?"

Polly Song had heard similar things countless times—comparing her to noble families or even to a deceased person. She almost rolled her eyes.

"Mrs. Parker, as I said, I'm ready to cooperate with Victoria to get the divorce certificate anytime. Victoria isn't so perfect that everyone must have him." Polly Song said, and directly pushed open the car door to get out. "Mrs. Parker, I'll wait for your good news."

Mrs. Parker was so furious she kept breathing heavily, watching Polly Song's departing figure, "Ill-mannered girl."

Polly Song scratched her itchy ear, sure that Mrs. Parker was cursing her again.

Polly Song went to the Parker Corporation to talk to Victoria about the divorce, only to catch him having a fitting for a dress.

Polly Song: "..."

Wait, wasn't she supposed to follow him to attend a birthday party?

"Victoria!" Polly Song waved off the stylists and ran straight to Victoria, "I have something to discuss with you."

Victoria raised his hand, signaling for the clothes to be left and everyone else to exit first.

"Your suspicions have been cleared; the killer has been brought to justice." Victoria returned to his desk, sitting down and looking at Polly Song. "Anything else you want to say?"

Polly Song trembled her lips, then had a sudden realization.

Victoria had gone out of his way to bid far away, bringing back designers who were mildly reputable but lacking compared to Parker Corporation's standards.

And upon return, Victoria let them into a Parker Corporation's confidential area. Although phones were taken away, it didn't look rigorous.

Even last night, after he knew the situation, besides looking unpleasant, he didn't seem angry.

So, right from the start, Victoria was digging a pit for his uncle, just waiting for him to fall into it.

"What do you want to say?"

Polly Song snapped back to reality, "No-nothing." She scratched her head, glancing around.

Messing with someone like Victoria might leave not even a complete body behind. Better to survive carefully for a year.

Victoria was quite satisfied with her reaction, nodding towards the dresses behind her, "Pick one yourself, I'll fetch you tomorrow afternoon."

Polly Song looked back at the dresses. She came here with the distinct intention to discuss divorce.

"Well, your mom came to find me today. I think the divorce thing..."

"My mom came to see you when we got married too."

"That's your grandmother who refuted, wasn't it? I still prefer listening to Mom." Polly Song spoke earnestly, indicating she really was a child who listened obediently.

"Polly Song, did you forget to tell me something?" Victoria leaned back on the chair, looking at the woman trying to be unreasonable with him, seemingly hiding one crucial thing.

"What thing?" Polly Song was clearly guilty.

"Better not." Victoria sneered, watching to see how long she could deceive him.

Polly Song left empty-handed, instead taking a dress with her. Only by the time she reached downstairs did she regretfully kick the air, coming proudly and leaving meekly.

Polly Song just happened to see Mr. Parker being taken away upon leaving, the scene frightening her into pulling back her foot hastily—a very scary sight.

"Victoria, you heartless beast! Even when your grandfather was alive, he wouldn't treat me like this." Mr. Parker was dragged away while still cursing.

Victoria watched the cursing man with his hands behind his back. "I'm neither my grandpa nor my grandma; from today onwards, the Parker Corporation is run by me, Victoria Parker, not those from the past."

The words were meant for Mr. Parker but also for the old directors around.

Polly Song hid on the side of the crowd, biting her finger, watching the man stand there with an aura by himself. Conflicting with such people seemed to bring no good end.

On a hot summer day, Polly Song shivered, hurriedly clutching her backpack, deciding she had to avoid provoking him!

Victoria saw Polly Song running away through the crowd, his expression unconsciously softened—a coward.

Polly Song returned to school and threw herself onto the sofa. The teacher's wife was watching financial news and chatted with her.

"Victoria, even at a young age, is really ruthless in his methods."

Not just his methods, his actions too.

Or maybe she should try letting Victoria initiate the divorce, perhaps at tomorrow's birthday party, if she could make him embarrassed publicly, then maybe...

Hmm!