Chapter 90

"She's my wife," Thorn threw at Cassiuz. "As long as she gives me her consent, I can do anything I want, and knowing my Cinnamon, she'll agree to it immediately."

"La. La. La. La. La." Cassiuz said in a sing-song voice while covering his ears like he didn't want to hear it. "Blah! Blah! Thorn is a fucktard! Fucktard!"

Thorn just sighed at Cassiuz before he sat on the visitor's sofa closest to his wife's room. Knowing the Amazonas, it'll take a couple of hours before they finish gossiping—er, talking.

And because Cassiuz disappeared again after his la la la scene, Thorn took out his phone from his jeans pocket and sent a chat to Yilmaz.

To: Free Notary

I think my wife will need a lawyer soon. It's to severe ties with her adopted parents. Can you represent her?

Yilmaz instantly replied.

from: Free Notary

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