As soon as Adrian Night spoke, the other three all looked at him in unison. Think about it—yeah, you need a reason to divorce someone, right? None of them had really done anything wrong, so getting dumped for no reason was just not fair!
With all four staring at her, Ivy Shen awkwardly straightened up and coughed. She replied, a little weakly, "Uh, well... I just find you guys an eyesore now."
"An eyesore? Then why'd you bother growing eyes in the first place?" Adrian Night shot back coldly, his words leaving Ivy Shen completely speechless.
Hearing that, Ivy Shen instantly felt annoyed. Ugh, this ice cube's words are lethal! But even if she's annoyed, she still has to think fast.
A few seconds later, Ivy Shen's frown vanished—yes! She'd already come up with the perfect excuse!
She turned to the four with a determined look and said, "Alright, since you all want to know so badly, I’ll be merciful and tell you. You—" She pointed at Adrian Night, chin lifted, eyebrow raised. "Adrian Night, sure, your looks could topple nations, but you’re just not qualified! You’re always cold and icy. Whenever the servants see you, they freak out, scared they’ll mess up and offend you. Just one sharp look from you and they’re terrified for half a day, end up sick and take leave. That’s a huge loss for the Shen family! We pay wages, you know. If they get sick from being scared, we have to give them time off and pay their medical bills. That’s a total rip-off!"
Next, she moved beside Lucian Vane and said, "Lucian Vane, I don’t care that you like going to brothels, or flirting around outside, or even that you attract guys. But… but you cannot mess with my staff! Look at you—at home, you’re always flashing that killer smile, making all the maids daydream instead of working. And you even smile at the male servants! Look at them—crashing into trees, zoning out, drooling all over themselves. You’re seriously ruining my daily life!"
You, Caleb Miles, sure, you’re not a flirt, but you just hug your abacus all day, calculating this and that, and totally neglect your actual husbandly duties!
Finally, Ivy Shen came to stand by Liam Willow, who was staring at her with big, heartbroken eyes. Seeing that look, her tone softened a lot. "You… you don’t know any martial arts, so you can’t protect me. That’s why you’re not qualified." She hurried back to her seat, not wanting to see his wounded expression any longer.
"Alright, I’ve explained my reasons! Now you can leave willingly, right?"
Hearing that, Adrian Night stepped right up to her, flashing a weird smile. "I’m cold, huh?" As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve—two sharp weapons shot into the crowd. A servant’s eyes were instantly gouged out, followed by a chorus of gut-wrenching screams.
"Do you all think I’m cold?" Adrian Night asked the crowd, his voice icy.
Everyone frantically shook their heads and shouted in unison, "First Son-in-Law is super warm and enthusiastic!"
Seeing this, Adrian Night curled his lips in satisfaction and leaned toward the stunned Ivy Shen. "Did you hear that?!"
"You… you’re cheating! You threatened them!" Ivy Shen was a little scared now—after all, that bloody scene just happened right in front of her.
"Did I? Aren’t you always saying the servants’ opinions matter most? Well, their words are the truest!"
"You… you mean you’re not leaving?" Ivy Shen glared at him, furious.
Adrian Night just shrugged, totally indifferent. That look made Ivy Shen even angrier. "You—you’re not leaving, right? You’re really not leaving?!"
"We’re not deaf. No need to repeat yourself," Adrian Night tossed out another killer one-liner.
At that, Ivy Shen nearly exploded with rage. "You… you… Fine! You win!" She stormed off in a huff.