Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 1112. Spend the night on the streets with him.

Chapter 1112: 1112. Spend the night on the streets with him.

Elly Campbell completely ignored the accusation that she had come knocking for a handout.

"Elly, you... stop spreading rumours here. I can’t wait for grandpa to wake up, so you’ll stop lording over us, evicting people whenever you please."

Elly Campbell couldn’t be bothered to argue with Ivy Lentz. Her mouth was dry from arguing with Sophie Baker and the eccentrics from the Green Clan all evening.

She just wanted to rush back to her room and wait for her "island lord" to join her for a secret rendezvous.

"Well, I really am lording over things here and evicting people as I please."

Elly Campbell turned her gaze to Jane, who was caught in a dilemma in the living room, and said:

"Jane, why aren’t you calling security to escort Mr. Lentz out?"

"Elly!"

Ivy Lentz hadn’t expected Elly Campbell to be so overbearing and unreasonable.

"If you feel so aggrieved for Mr. Lentz, why don’t you, as a dutiful daughter, join him and sleep on the streets?"

Elly Campbell didn’t believe for a second that Ivy Lentz would really accompany Sean Lentz and become a vagabond.

Ivy Lentz was just like Sean Lentz: selfish and shameless.

"Ivy, let’s just stop this. There’s no point in arguing with Elly over dad. This was dad’s fault to begin with, he should just leave."

Sean Lentz clenched his teeth, suppressed his rage, and endured the humiliation handed out by Elly Campbell.

He had hoped to garner some sympathy by playing the victim, but Elly Campbell was a devil, utterly incapable of feeling any sort of compassion for a backstabber like him.

She didn’t continue to argue with the father and daughter duo and instead went upstairs.

Elly knew exactly what Sean Lentz was thinking.

First, play the victim to win sympathy, then retreat as a way to advance. Say a few sweet words to Elly, and he believed he could talk her into reconciling with him.

Elly also understood that this was her aunt’s family matter. No matter how much she tried to prevent Sean Lentz from approaching her aunt, if her aunt was really willing to be deceived by this backstabber again, could she, as Elly’s niece, really stop her?

But her aunt wasn’t young anymore, she should be able to judge for herself.

If she was really that foolish, she wouldn’t have built such a big enterprise in Canada, nor would she have decisively chosen to divorce Sean Lentz and cut her losses in time.

She was no longer the impulsive teenage girl she once was.

Elly Campbell trusted that her aunt would make her own decisions. As long as the Lentz father and daughter stayed out of her sight, she wouldn’t go out of her way to provoke them.

Downstairs, Jane did call security, but they didn’t forcibly drag Sean Lentz out, just said:

"Mr. Lentz, please!"

"Dad, don’t go! I don’t believe these watchdogs can actually drag you out by force!"

Ivy Lentz clutched at Sean Lentz’s arm, glaring coldly at the security guards who entered.

In her eyes, the security guards were just servants of her grandfather’s household. As the daughter of her aunt, she considered herself somewhat of a mistress in the house. She didn’t believe these blind fools would dare lay a hand on them.

And the words "watchdogs" she uttered made the faces of the security guards present, including Jane who had called them, darken.

"Miss Lentz, please speak more courteously."

Jane’s face was cold as she spoke.

"What are you, anyway? A mere servant has no right to lecture me!"

Ivy Lentz didn’t dare confront Elly Campbell directly, so all the anger she had bottled up was unleashed on the servants.

Although Jane was a servant, she had been with the Campbell family for many years. Whether it was the Old Master, the former ma’am, or the young ladies, even the Old Master himself, had never spoken to her that way.

Hearing Ivy Lentz’s words, her expression grew even uglier.