After Divorce, She Became a Global Sensation and Won't Forgive Her Groveling Husband and Son

Sophia Shaw and Ms. Archer turned to see Vincent Grant, who had arrived at some point without them noticing.

Standing in the morning light, he was tall with long legs, his features sharp and stern, exuding an overwhelming presence.

He strode to their side, shot a cold glare at Candice Sterling, and said to the property manager, "Tell your boss I’ll buy every vacant property you have."

"On one condition."

Vincent Grant pointed at Sophia Shaw. "She has to live here!"

When Candice Sterling saw Vincent Grant, the arrogant expression on her face suddenly froze.

Her eyes filled with disbelief.

She was unusually close with Yvonne Sherman, so of course, she recognized Vincent Grant.

She had even greeted him before when visiting Yvonne Sherman’s home.

"Vincent Grant, you..."

"I’m not familiar with you. Please call me President Grant," Vincent Grant said.

Candice Sterling was speechless.

’What does he mean, not familiar?’

"I’m a good friend of Joanna’s mother, and I’ve always been very close to Joanna. Have you forgotten?" she reminded him.

Vincent Grant’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. He just turned to Sophia Shaw and said, "You two can live here without any worries. If anyone gives you trouble again, call me."

"Also..."

Vincent Grant looked at the property manager. "My wife doesn’t like this woman. Whether she sells her house or not, get her out of here!"

Candice Sterling was stunned into silence.

’So in the end, *she’s* the one getting kicked out?’

Vincent Grant added a warning, "And tell your boss that if my wife sees this woman in this community a second time, all cooperation between us is over!"

The property manager was speechless.

’I thought Sophia Shaw was just some nobody, but I never expected her to have such a powerful background. She’s the wife of the head of the great Grant Group!’

"Yes, yes," the property manager agreed repeatedly, constantly wiping the sweat from her forehead.

’Thankfully, I didn’t deliberately target Sophia Shaw or say anything nasty. Otherwise, my career would be over!’

Only Candice Sterling stood there, her face dark, her legs so weak they could barely support her.

She had gotten everything she ever wanted her whole life, and now, in her fifties, she was being kicked out!

’What a complete loss of face!’

Although Ms. Archer strongly disliked Vincent Grant, she was deeply satisfied with what he had just done.

She couldn’t help but steal another couple of glances at him.

Sophia Shaw silently put her phone away.

She had been about to ask Mrs. Sawyer for help, but since Vincent Grant had already taken care of it, it was no longer necessary.

The property manager walked over to Candice Sterling. "Ms. Sterling, will you be moving out on your own, or..."

Candice Sterling shot her a glare and quickly scrambled into her car.

The car reversed and drove off, presumably to start packing.

Seeing the matter resolved, the property manager didn’t dare to linger and hurried off to report to her boss.

Sophia Shaw hugged Bun closer and said to Vincent Grant, "Thank you."

Her voice was faint, as if speaking to a stranger.

A tightness formed in Vincent Grant’s chest, but he still replied, "It’s what I should do."

His gaze couldn’t help but drift to Bun.

Ever since he learned Bun was his biological daughter, he had never once held her, nor had he gotten a proper look at her.

Vincent Grant’s fingers twitched, and he almost instinctively reached out to Bun.

Bun shrank back, clinging tightly to her mommy.

She turned her back to him.

Sophia Shaw held the little one in her arms tighter.

Seeing Bun’s rejection of him, Vincent Grant painfully lowered his hand. He opened his mouth, "Faye..."

"Faye, hurry up and eat breakfast, or you’ll be late for work," Nanny Archer cut in.

Her eyes flashed with wariness toward Vincent Grant.

’That Levin fellow waited and waited for them to finally get a divorce. I can’t let her be taken back right under my nose.’

Sophia Shaw also remembered she had to get to work. She nodded politely at Vincent Grant. "I’ll remember your kindness today, President Grant. Please set a time, and I’ll treat you to a meal."

’Vincent Grant isn’t short on money, so thanking him with cash would be inappropriate.’

’Giving him a gift would also be weird.’

’Treating him to a meal is the best way to show sincerity.’

"Faye..." Vincent Grant felt a pang of hurt from her calling him "President Grant."

Before he could say anything more, Sophia Shaw had already nodded and walked away, holding Bun.

He let his shoulders slump powerlessly, rooted to the spot.

When Sophia Shaw arrived at the office, Mrs. Sawyer called. "Faye, what happened? Why did I hear that someone was giving you a hard time?"

Sophia Shaw briefly explained what had happened with Candice Sterling. "I was originally going to ask you for help, Godmother, but Vincent Grant showed up, and the matter is already resolved."

"That Vincent Grant!" Mrs. Sawyer was furious.

’He’s never around when you need him, but when you don’t, he rushes in to meddle!’

’What a nuisance!’

Mrs. Sawyer still instructed her carefully, "Faye, from now on, if anything happens, call your godmother right away. Don’t you dare feel embarrassed, you hear?"

"I know."

Sophia Shaw’s heart warmed. ’Mrs. Sawyer is still the best person in the world.’

After hanging up, Sophia Shaw remembered it had been a while since she had contacted Yancy Shaw, so she gave him a call.

「Meanwhile.」

Candice Sterling rushed home and ordered the servants to pack her luggage.

She pulled out her phone and called Joanna Sherman. "Joanna, what’s going on? Why did Vincent Grant tell me today that Sophia Shaw is his wife? He’s actually kicking me out of this neighborhood for that woman!"

She and Yvonne Sherman were close enough to talk about anything, so Yvonne had told her about Vincent Grant’s divorce.

Candice Sterling had intended to vent Yvonne Sherman’s anger for her and crush Sophia Shaw, but instead, it ended like this. She was both furious and resentful.

Listening to her questions, Joanna Sherman’s face burned with humiliation, but she had no choice but to tell the truth. "Vincent Grant doesn’t know he’s been divorced. He’s still thinking about getting back together with Sophia Shaw!"

"That can’t happen." Even if only for the humiliation she suffered today, Candice Sterling couldn’t let Sophia Shaw and Vincent Grant get together.

"You have to find a way to get Vincent Grant firmly in your grasp. Only then will your future be secure, and only then will your mother have a chance to get out!"

Joanna Sherman sighed in frustration. "Auntie Tiana, of course I know how important it is to have him in my grasp. But now Sophia Shaw keeps telling Vincent all about the little grievances she’s suffered, and he’s such a responsible man. I really don’t know what to do..."

"What other methods does a woman need to handle a man?" Candice Sterling had been around the block with men for years and knew them inside and out. "It’s all about that one thing."

"Men are animals who think with their lower half. Get him satisfied, and he’ll risk his life for you!"

"Vincent Grant is different," Joanna Sherman said, shaking her head. She was speaking from the heart to Candice Sterling. "If he only thought with his lower half, he wouldn’t have been married for six years and barely touched Sophia Shaw."

Candice Sterling scoffed. "He still married her, didn’t he?"

"Oh, Joanna, don’t be so prim and proper. When it’s time to act, you act, even if it means using extreme measures."

"Vincent Grant is already divorced from Sophia Shaw anyway. As long as you sleep with him, he’ll have no choice but to marry you!"

Chad Jennings had told her the same thing.

Joanna Sherman still felt it was humiliating.

’She was the high and mighty Joanna Sherman. Had she really fallen so low that she had to use her body to win a man?’

"Joanna, this is your last chance," Candice Sterling urged earnestly. "Think about it carefully."

Joanna Sherman closed her eyes.

’It was humiliating, but Candice Sterling wasn’t wrong.’

Not long after Joanna Sherman hung up, she got a call from Meryl Quinn.

"Joanna Sherman, where’s my money? Why hasn’t it arrived yet?"

Joanna Sherman was very impatient. "Didn’t I already tell you? You have to wait until the project is over..."

"Ha, still trying to fool me!" Meryl Quinn interrupted her rudely. "Don’t think I don’t know your project went down the drain."

"I heard you made a huge fool of yourself recently. You took a project Sophia Shaw had already worked on, and she got it to sixty percent completion. You copied her work and could only manage fifty percent. How embarrassing!"

Although Meryl Quinn didn’t know the specifics of the project, she could still understand the difference in those numbers.

Being mocked by an idiot like Meryl Quinn, Joanna Sherman was so furious her fingers dug into her palms, forming a fist. She wanted to smash that face of hers!

She roared, "Meryl Quinn, shut your mouth!"

"Still think you’re the apple of Vincent Grant’s eye?" Meryl Quinn sneered. "Time to wake up. His heart hasn’t been with you for a long time."

"Without him, what’s the difference between you and me? And you have the nerve to yell at me!"

"I’m warning you, be polite to me, or I’ll expose everything you’ve done!"

Joanna Sherman was speechless.

Even though she was grinding her teeth in hatred, she didn’t dare say another word.

Meryl Quinn yelled from the other end of the line, "Apologize to me right now!"

Apologizing to Meryl Quinn was like death to her!

But she could only force the words out through clenched teeth: "I’m sorry."

"You’re too quiet. I can’t hear you!" Meryl Quinn said, deliberately prolonging it.

Having been stepped on by Joanna Sherman for so long, she was finally getting a chance to step on her in return, and she was thoroughly enjoying it.

"I’m sorry!" Joanna Sherman was forced to raise her voice as large tears streamed down her face.

Meryl Quinn hummed in satisfaction. "That’s more like it."

"Joanna Sherman, from now on, you’d better tuck your tail between your legs around me! When I tell you to kneel, you kneel. When I tell you to get up, you get up. Understand?"

Joanna Sherman was speechless.

Those were the exact words she had once said to Meryl Quinn, and now, Meryl Quinn was throwing them all back at her.

"AHH!"

She hurled her phone against the wall with all her might, and it shattered into pieces!

’Without Vincent Grant, even a nobody like Meryl Quinn dares to boss me around!’

"Damn it, damn it!"

After a long while, she reassembled her phone as best she could and made a call. "Auntie Tiana, I’m begging you, please help me with something..."