"Wilson Clan heiress?" Benjamin Walton sneered, tapping the table lightly, "If I feel like it one day, I'll rename this Wilson Corporation. What does the Wilson Clan heiress have to do with my Walton Family?"
"I'm your wife!" Emerie Wilson shouted confidently.
Benjamin Walton laughed, casting a disdainful glance at Emerie Wilson, "You soon won't be."
Emerie Wilson's face changed drastically, and she asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"
"It means, if you're wise, you'll stay as Mrs. Walton. If not... you can go back to being the Wilson Clan heiress." Benjamin's words made Emerie uneasy, "Benjamin, are you thinking about divorcing me?"
"Whether we divorce or not depends on your behavior." Benjamin said impatiently to Emerie, "Alright, I just took over the company and have a lot to do, you should leave."
"I..." Emerie didn't even get a chance to finish a sentence before Benjamin interrupted her, "Security, escort her out."
