Right now, Lacey sported long, voluminous curls, dressed in an aqua-blue blazer layered over a white dress.

Nearing fifty, she exuded a refined, stunning elegance that completely masked her

true age.

If a stranger met her for the first time and was told she was in her thirties, they would absolutely believe it.

*Smack!* A stack of documents was thrown onto the table.

Lacey sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs, and absentmindedly admired her fresh manicure.

She spoke with casual indifference. "Sign these papers. Once you do, the Black Gate will have nothing to do with you anymore."

Her tone was flat, completely devoid of any emotion.

Derek's breathing grew heavy. Noticing Elliot Harlow was nowhere in sight, he glared at Lacey.

"Did you and Elliot really get married?"

Lacey glanced up at him. "So what? Do these two things have anything to do with each other?"

"I refuse to believe you'd fall for a young punk like him!"

Lacey: "..."

A forty-something young punk?

"Do you have some misunderstanding about what a 'young punk' is? Are there young punks at his age?"

His breathing grew even heavier.

"Do you even realize how much younger he is than you?"

Lacey: "Of course I do!"

"And you still don't realize that you two are a terrible match?" Derek gritted his teeth.

Over the past two days, every time he thought about Lacey marrying Elliot, his chest physically ached with anger.

She had waited for him for so many years, why couldn't she wait just a little longer...?

At this critical juncture, she actually went and married Elliot. If that wasn't revenge, what was?

Lacey scoffed. "Look at you..."

"He's so much younger than you,

you guys

don't match at alet

exactly do you see in him?!"

practically feared the last sentence.

obvious

Lacey: "Hat I'm after his youth, What, if I don't go I for should I go for an old man like you?

Should go for your em

Derek: "You..."

"Seriously, talking about who's a good match... Have you looked at my face? If I don't match with him, do I match with you?"

"You can find yourself a younger woman like Adelle, but I'm not allowed to find a younger husband?"

When Lacey got going, her tongue was razor-sharp.

Every single word she spat out was a massive blow to Derek!

"You... you said I have a stench...?"

Lacey: "Didn't Adelle tell you? That smell of yours has probably been there since you were young."

"Otherwise, she wouldn't have had kids with another man, right? She probably just couldn't stand the smell of you!"

Derek: "..."

The crowd: "..."

Hearing the brutal insults flying from Lacey's mouth.

Especially the men on Derek's side, they all instinctively looked at Derek, genuinely worried Lacey might push him over the edge.

Talk about being provoked the events in Derek's life lately had been one brutal hit after another.

He was practically on the fast track to a stroke...!

Derek: "Lacey, you... you are completely out of line! You're just doing this to get back at me, aren't you?"

"If it makes you feel better, then go ahead, say whatever you want! Say it!"

Lacey: "Wow. I've seen people look for a good time, but I've never seen anyone beg

to be insulted. Have you completely lost your mind?"

Derek: "Say whatever you want. I just want you to end things with Elliot!"

"In your dreams!"

Break up with Elliot?

She had spent two whole weeks pursuing that man. She had put in so much time and effort to win him to wire him Verand Derek thought she would just drop him?