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

Levin Sawyer and Sophia Shaw came downstairs together. When he saw Vincent Grant, his face darkened. "Grant, what do you think you’re doing?"

Vincent Grant only looked at Sophia Shaw. "President Sawyer, I need to speak with my wife about a private matter. Please excuse yourself."

"Wife?" Levin Sawyer’s eyes dripped with sarcasm. "Do you even treat her like one?"

"If you ask me, Miss Joanna Sherman is more like your wife. After all, no matter what happens, you’re always by her side, sheltering her from the storm."

"If I didn’t know your actual relationship, I’d have to praise you, President Grant. What a great husband."

Every word Levin Sawyer spoke was dripping with sarcasm aimed at Vincent Grant.

Levin’s blatant display of protectiveness toward Sophia Shaw made Vincent Grant’s eyes darken, growing deep and cold.

His fingers silently clenched into a fist.

"This is my private business. You’re crossing a line, President Sawyer."

Sophia Shaw didn’t want to make a scene at the company entrance. She gently tugged on Levin Sawyer’s arm. "Levin, you should head home. I’ll talk to him alone."

Levin Sawyer knew Sophia Shaw’s temperament. He nodded, his gaze wary as he looked at Vincent Grant. "Call me immediately if anything happens."

"Okay."

The unspoken intimacy between them only made Vincent Grant more uncomfortable.

The veins on his forehead bulged.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly."

Sophia Shaw didn’t look him in the eye, speaking faintly.

Vincent Grant felt even more displeased looking at the top of Sophia Shaw’s head. "What? Since when do we, as husband and wife, need to rush our conversations?"

"Heh." Sophia Shaw was known for being gentle, but Vincent Grant’s words still coaxed a cold laugh from her.

"Have you forgotten, President Grant? Every time I call you, you hang up in less than five seconds."

"It’s gotten to the point where every time I need to tell you something, I have to rehearse it over and over, trying to get my point across as quickly as possible."

"Since you’re the one who set this precedent, you should be the one to abide by it, shouldn’t you?"

Vincent Grant: "..."

He had never paid attention to how long their calls lasted.

Often, he’d be extremely busy, and someone would come in to ask about work while he was on the phone with her.

He would hang up and then forget to call back.

They could talk about this later. His purpose for coming today was different.

"Sophia Shaw, just because your father and Joanna’s mother came and upset you last night, there’s no need to take it out on Joanna!"

Fearing she would deny it, he added pointedly, "I’ve already checked. The IP address that posted the screenshots and videos damaging to Joanna was yours!"

Sophia Shaw had never intended to hide it, so she naturally wasn’t afraid of Vincent Grant finding out.

"Did I say something that wasn’t true?"

"Did Joanna Sherman not launch her rocket with clover’s help?"

"Was her shameless claim to be the first person in Cathan to launch a rocket actually true? Did I wrong her?"

The series of rhetorical questions brought Vincent Grant up short.

He never expected his wife, who was always so gentle and quiet, to be so sharp-tongued.

"Regardless, this is a private matter between clover and Joanna. It was wrong of you to pry into someone’s privacy, and even more wrong to post it online."

"Joanna is magnanimous. She already said she won’t press charges. Just apologize to her."

’Joanna is magnanimous?’

’If she were truly magnanimous, she wouldn’t have bullied me my entire life!’

’Joanna Sherman isn’t just not magnanimous—she’s as shameless as her own mother and father!’

’Feeding on my mother’s blood without even realizing it, and she still has the gall to play the victim!’

Sophia Shaw looked at him quietly.

The man before her was as handsome and noble as ever.

But he was no longer that fair and just boy she once knew. His heart was so biased it had lost all bounds.

’Thankfully, his favoritism doesn’t hurt me anymore.’

"An apology is impossible. Tell her to sue me!"

"Sophia Shaw!"

Vincent Grant took an angry step forward, gripping her arm tightly.

"Every company has secrets it doesn’t want known. Even though clover now works for Lead Aerospace, he still has to follow confidentiality rules. The screenshots came from him, so he has to bear the responsibility!"

"Think carefully. Once he’s held accountable, his career will be over!"

’This was Vincent Grant—always ruthless toward others.’

But Sophia Shaw wasn’t afraid.

Wrenching her arm free, Sophia Shaw looked at the man before her with cold disappointment. "clover only ever promised to help *Vincent Grant* launch a rocket, not Joanna Sherman!"

"You changed the terms of the agreement without permission, breaching the contract first, and now you won’t even let people tell the truth?"

Vincent Grant froze, stunned that Sophia Shaw knew about something so confidential.

But he quickly reasoned that since clover was at Lead Aerospace now, it wasn’t surprising he would have told her.

"I’ll explain this to him in person. You’re coming with me!"

’In his heart, his goddess’s grievances always came first!’

’Even if my heart doesn’t ache for him anymore, I still envy Joanna Sherman.’

’Heaven truly is blind. She’s done so many vicious things, yet someone is still willing to protect her with everything he has.’

Sophia Shaw forcefully pulled out her phone. "Fine, I can apologize."

She looked at Vincent Grant coldly. "Why don’t you tell me, President Grant, in front of all our followers? Should I get on my knees and beg, or should I go to jail?"

Sophia Shaw was a popular rocketry vlogger with a significant online reputation.

If she started a livestream, it would undoubtedly draw a large crowd.

Joanna Sherman could lie and deceive, and Vincent Grant could protect her, but the internet wouldn’t!

’Let’s see if Vincent Grant still dares to be so arrogant in front of an online audience!’

Vincent Grant understood her meaning, and his face turned black as ink.

"What? Don’t you dare?"

The teardrop mole under her eye quivered.

Her gentle brows arched in sarcasm.

"If you don’t dare to let me apologize publicly, doesn’t that mean you have a guilty conscience? If you’ve done nothing wrong, why feel guilty?"

Vincent Grant: "..."

He had never imagined that one day he would be completely outmaneuvered by Sophia Shaw like this.

"Someone with a guilty conscience has no right to demand an apology from anyone else!"

Unwilling to spend another second with Vincent Grant, Sophia Shaw turned and walked away.

"Sophia Shaw, you’d better think this through!"

Vincent Grant called out from behind her.

"If you don’t go and apologize, I can’t guarantee what will happen to the Shaw Family!"

Sophia Shaw’s steps came to a sudden halt.

Her fingers dug into her palms, but she still couldn’t control the trembling of her body.

A tremble of pure rage!

’Why is everyone like this? Why do they always threaten the people I love?’

Vincent Grant quietly watched the girl ahead of him, her back ramrod straight with defiance. He was betting—betting that Sophia Shaw wouldn’t dare sacrifice the Shaw Family for her own stubborn pride.

’He hadn’t done anything wrong.’

’Sophia Shaw’s actions constituted a leak of confidential information. If he pursued it, both she and clover would be blacklisted in the industry.’

"Six years ago, you hurt Joanna in that way. You’ve owed her an apology ever since."

Sophia Shaw slowly turned back, her tightly pressed lips showing no sign of softening.

’She had already explained what happened six years ago ten thousand times, but he didn’t believe a single word.’

’She didn’t want to repeat the same meaningless words.’

Her gentle yet resolute gaze fell on the man opposite her. "Vincent Grant, you’d better not touch the Shaw Family."

"Or else, I’ll make you pay a price, too!"

’After five or six years of being soft, she finally couldn’t hide her fangs anymore.’

’How impressive.’

Vincent Grant clenched his fists, his body turning cold and rigid as a silent, vicious anger churned within him.

’So this was Sophia Shaw’s true nature.’

’He should have been disgusted.’

’But right now, what he felt more than anything was rage.’

Jack Holloway came striding over. "President Grant!"

Vincent Grant’s fists were clenched tight as he stared at Sophia Shaw’s retreating figure without a word.

Although Jack Holloway didn’t know what they had said, he knew they must have had a falling out because Sophia Shaw refused to apologize.

"President Grant, ever since your wife joined Lead Aerospace, she’s been relentlessly targeting Ms. Sherman. If this continues, it could get dangerous."

"I heard that your wife used to bully Ms. Sherman when they were young, so much so that Ms. Sherman developed depression. If Miss Sherman’s depression comes back, it’ll be a real problem."

Vincent Grant retracted his gloomy gaze and glanced down at his phone. "To Riverwatch Tower!"