My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 898 Julien Does Not Love Her Deeply

As he heard the eagerness and seriousness in the woman's tone, the joy on Julien's face faded. He became serious. "Go on."

Sydney stood in front of the elevator, closed her eyes, calmed down completely, and then slowly spoke.

Meanwhile, Dallin and Neil had gotten in the car.

Neil started the car after Dallin sat down. "Mr. Sullivan, where shall we go next?" This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

"To the police station. I want to see that woman." Dallin said grimly, sitting in the back seat with his legs apart and his cane in the middle. His hands overlapped on the handle of the cane.

Neil said yes, turned on the navigation system, and drove while saying indignantly, "That Sydney is so rude. You personally went to see her, but she dared to refuse you."

Dallin turned his head to look out of the car window, his eyes elusive. "I didn't expect her to be a hard-headed person. I thought she just relied on the Flint family, but she had the guts to refuse me."

"Mr. Sullivan, we shouldn't have gone to this woman in the first place." Neil frowned. "Greta ruined not only Sydney's dress but also Julien's suit, which means we have to get the forgiveness of both of them to help Greta out of the police station, so we should have gone to Julien first. As long as Julien forgives Greta, even if Sydney is discontented, she won't dare to say anything. After all, she couldn't beat Julien, nor does she dare to go against Julien, right?"

Neil's face was disdainful.

Sydney wouldn't do that unless she wanted to break up with Julien.

Yet would she leave him?

By this point, they knew that Sydney was not dependent on Julien.

However, they still thought that Sydney would not easily break up with Julien. After all, Julien had strong abilities and a powerful family background. Only by being with Julien could she ask Julien for benefits from time to time.

So wouldn't it be better for them to find Julien?

There was absolutely no need to come to Sydney, who was just an insignificant woman.

"You don't understand!" Dallin squinted his wrinkled eyes. "I came here specially to see Sydney. The real purpose is not to make Sydney forgive Greta. As you just said, after seeing Sydney, I still have to go to Julien. So why didn't I just go directly to Julien? Julien has the final say. There is no need to ask for Sydney's opinion. Julien's decision is enough for us, but I didn't do that. Do you know why?"

Neil shook his head honestly.

Dallin coldly snorted, "I did it, of course, to meet Sydney and get to know her position in Julien's heart. Knowing everything can perfect my future plans."

Neil finally understood. "I see. Did you learn anything?"

He turned his head slightly and looked in the rearview mirror at the person in the back seat.

Dallin picked up his cane and threw it on the seat next to him, "I originally thought that this Sydney was a great beauty or had something unique, so she charmed Julien into chasing her after the divorce. I came to see Sydney to know her exact position in Julien's heart so that in the future, we can use her to restrict Julien. Unexpectedly, I overestimated this woman. She may have a position in Julien's heart, but she is not that important to him."

"Why?" Neil was curious.

Dallin crossed his legs and his fingers on his knees. "I looked carefully. Sydney looks good, but she is not a top beauty, and she has nothing unique in herself, so Skylight has made no progress under her leadership. Her only advantage is her temper, which is worthy of my praise. Other than that, I don't see any of her advantages. Julien may know this, so he doesn't love her deeply. Otherwise, why would he have watched Skylight in trouble without helping her several times? Julien can easily let Skylight back into the stock market. "

"Indeed." Neil nodded. "So, Mr. Sullivan, you think that Julien doesn't love Sydney very much, so he didn't help her, right?"

Dallin didn't respond.

"No, that's not true." Neil frowned in some confusion.

Dallin sulked. "Why?"

"Well." Neil turned the steering wheel. "If Julien hadn't loved Sydney very much, why would he have pursued her after divorce? From what we've found out, he was quite high-profile while pursuing Sydney."

"Maybe it's just because she is suitable for him." Dallin pondered for a few seconds. "He doesn't love her very much. It doesn't mean he doesn't love her. Julien has affection for Sydney, but it is not deep. And he needs a wife to give birth to an heir of the Flint family, so it's better to be with Sydney, who he likes, than to be with a woman he has no feelings for. Now the Flint family is extremely strong. Even though Sydney's family is not powerful, the Flint family does not need marriage to strengthen it. On the contrary, a wife with a powerful family will dilute the Flint family."

"I see." Neil understood, but his brows were still furrowed. "But since Sydney is not that important to Julien, we can't use her to control Julien because he can give up Sydney at any time, right?"

"Yes. Sydney is indeed not much use to us, but not completely worthless. Anyway, Julien likes her. As long as we take advantage of this well, even if we can't achieve the results we want, we can get something," Dallin said as he twisted his ring.

Neil nodded. "You're right, Mr. Sullivan. We've arrived at the police station."

Hearing this, Dallin narrowed his eyes and gripped his ring as if to crush it.

But soon, he calmed down, let go of the ring, got out of the car, and walked towards the police station gate.

When he reached the gate, Dallin suddenly stopped and looked up at the badge on the top of the gate. His eyes flashed. As if he had thought of something, his face was suddenly distorted.

As Neil saw this, his expression changed, and he quickly said, "Mr. Sullivan!"

Hearing his voice, Dallin calmed down, squeezed the cane handle, and said in a deep voice, "I'm fine. Let's go."

"Yes," Neil replied and followed him.

A police officer led Dallin to Greta.

Greta had been temporarily detained by the police for two days. She was not eating well or sleeping well. She was being watched no matter what she was doing as if she had gone back to the two months of torture.

In just two days, she lost a lot of weight. Her face was sunken and waxy. She was dispirited, and her hair lost its luster.

She looked like a different person. Neil was shocked.

Only Dallin's face remained calm as if he did not see Greta's change.

He walked up to Greta, held up his cane, and raised Greta's chin with the other end of the cane.