I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 149 - 148: Inspiration from Someone

Durrell Landon stared at Quiana Sutton, familiar yet unfamiliar, squinting his eyes slightly, "You just said she can suppress you because she loves me, is that right?"

She seemed to have said that, but so what? This time, her primary persona wouldn’t awaken so easily.

Calmly looking at Durrell Landon, it was precisely this calmness that made her appear heartless, with a hint of cruelty and indifference.

Casually asked, "Do you want to find her back?"

Durrell Landon looked down at her, a gentle hue slowly rising in his eyes, suddenly releasing the hand gripping her throat, then lowered his head and kissed her.

Quiana Sutton: "!!!"

A tingling sensation instantly filled her nerves, for a moment, her pupils dilated slightly, her eyes seemed to lose focus.

Her heart started pounding intensely, she could clearly feel that person wasn’t her now, but seemed carved into her soul.

Strength seemed to forcibly drain away bit by bit, another persona even vaguely seemed to forcefully awaken.

She powerlessly collapsed in Durrell Landon’s arms, staring at his face, only to lament how threatening he was to her.

Quiana Sutton opened her dazed eyes, looking a bit confused at Durrell Landon, her voice weak and soft, "Why am I here?"

Durrell Landon explained plainly, "Those people drugged you and knocked you out."

No wonder she felt so weak all over.

Durrell Landon picked up Quiana Sutton, "I’ll take you back to the hotel first."

After Durrell Landon and Quiana Sutton left, Thomas Grant emerged from hiding, having long known she was extraordinary, he didn’t expect her to be this exceptional, yet didn’t mind too much, just calmly commanded:

"Proceed with our plan."

His subordinate hesitated greatly, "If the old man finds out about this..."

He chuckled lightly, very indifferent, "What are you afraid of? I’ll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

Moreover, the White Family and Linnel Family are going to cancel the marriage alliance, he doesn’t necessarily need to marry Rio’s princess.

Every time Thomas Grant laughed like this, his subordinates were deeply frightened, immediately responding, "Yes."

...

Durrell Landon didn’t tell Quiana Sutton about the appearance of the secondary persona, after taking her back to the hotel, he let her rest peacefully.

After Quiana Sutton fell asleep, he walked to the balcony and tapped aimlessly on the railing, he now remembers when Isabelle Somerville was kidnapped, when she went to rescue Isabelle, she had briefly shown such an expression.

He knew Simon Storm didn’t like him, nor did he like Simon Storm much, but as Simon left Capital City, he still left a phone number.

He thought about it and decided to dial.

Simon Storm was in a meeting, upon seeing Durrell Landon’s number, his first reaction was that something happened to Quiana Sutton.

Ignoring everyone present, he left the meeting room to take the call.

The people in the meeting room looked at each other, all curious about who had such ability to make their Holy Father disregard rules.

As soon as Simon Storm answered the call, he immediately asked, "Did something happen to her?"

Durrell Landon glanced at Quiana Sutton sleeping soundly on the bed, spoke calmly, "She’s fine, but I have something to ask you."

Hearing she’s fine, Simon Storm’s heart calmed a bit.

"What is it?"

"What’s with her secondary persona?"

Simon Storm fell silent after hearing that.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"Ian Donovan. He knows her situation best, if you really want to know, go see him at his studio, he’s in Capital City."

Before returning to Capital City, there’s a need to find Thomas Grant.

On the collars of those who took her away, he saw they were pinned with Rio’s national emblem.

A high-end coffee shop beside the hotel.

Durrell Landon was there waiting for Thomas Grant, waited for about an hour before seeing Thomas Grant’s figure.

Thomas Grant sat opposite Durrell Landon, relaxed and lazy, slouching on the chair.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Durrell Landon’s face rarely showed a hint of gloom, he put down the coffee cup, fixedly looked at Thomas Grant, asked lightly:

"I heard you plan to marry Rio’s princess?"

Thomas Grant responded with a half-smile, "I’m afraid the alliance is off."

Durrell Landon frowned looking at him.

Seeing Durrell Landon seemed puzzled, Thomas Grant spoke openly:

"I owe you inspiration, after all."

Finished speaking, opened a video and spun it on the table, landing right in front of Durrell Landon.

"Can you say it’s not your doing?"

Durrell Landon turned off the video expressionlessly, then pushed the phone back, "Since you’re not marrying Rio, the rest has nothing to do with you."

Thomas Grant instead became interested.

"You just summon me at will? We haven’t seen each other in a while, no need to be so distant. Tell me when you two got together? Did you fall for her when you saw the photo back then?"

Durrell Landon glanced at him, not responding.

Thomas Grant wasn’t very concerned, he was just very curious, "Back then, at school, so many people pursued her, spanning continents, various races, even crossing genders, yet she chose you, I’m really curious what attracted her."

Speaking of this, despite Durrell Landon’s gradually darkening expression, he continued, "The most sensational thing back then at school was when Young Master Wen confessed with a thousand drones, though before that, there were others who did crazy things.

Once, a boy pursued her, it was winter, she said if the trees bloomed not with wintersweet but roses, she might consider it.

The next day, that boy mobilized his whole family, tying airlifted roses to all the trees at school, hoping to surprise her, unexpectedly, a big wind blew that night, roses fell from trees, spread from school gate to classroom door, I still remember that scene.

The whole path was like a fiery blaze, blooming to the extreme like flames, too bad even if burning completely, it couldn’t move her heart..."

Durrell Landon finally couldn’t bear it.

"Enough! I don’t want to hear how other men were doting on my wife..."

Thomas Grant clicked his tongue lightly, "You’re angry? I’m genuinely surprised, a person like you actually has genuine affection for someone? I always thought we were alike."

They had long lost their hearts.

They had no reverence for life, even in a state of indifference, because they didn’t care about their own lives.

Now obviously Durrell Landon had changed...

"Durrell Landon, seeing as we’re acquainted, I’ll give you a piece of advice, people like us shouldn’t have weaknesses, take care of yourself."