Getting down to business was exactly what Samantha had come for.
She looked into Timothy's black eyes and spoke in an equally frigid voice, "Sure. Let's talk."
A little smirk appeared at the corner of his lips and he tossed a kraft paper bag to the empty space on the table before her. He raised his chin slightly and said bluntly, "Sign the divorce agreement."
During the journey to the hotel, Samantha had a couple of guesses as to why he wanted to see her. There was nothing she could talk about with Timothy anymore, and the only thing that would prompt him into taking the initiative to find her was probably related to the divorce.
It turned out to be just as she predicted.
Samantha's expression remained unchanged. She stretched out her hand, picked up the kraft paper bag, and opened it to take out the divorce agreement.
She casually flipped through a couple of pages and could not help sneering.
