OLIVIA
Does he still thinks I was a gold digger after his money? Then, all he could offer was a measly ten thousand?
Oh Asher, let me show you how a gold digger behaves.
"I'll contest the alimony clause. Inform Mr. Brown that I want..." I paused, tilting my head thoughtfully. A smirk curled at the corner of my lips as a new thought crossed my mind. "I want his villa on the island coast. I think that should do."
I turned to Mr. Jones, who was staring at me with wide eyes, probably taken aback by my unexpected request.
"Just a villa? You could ask for something far more valuable than that," he said, clearly trying to convince me to aim higher.
I simply smiled. "That's exactly what I want. To me, it's a fitting settlement for the years I wasted with him."
"O-okay," he stammered, gathe
