After calming down for a while, I texted several messages to a person in my contact list who was labeled the president of the Latrell Lawyers Association.
[Three things: one, draft a divorce agreement forcing Hans to leave with nothing and assign a team of lawyers to prepare to help me with the divorce lawsuit.]
[Two, file an appeal with the court in the name of the Latrell Lawyers Association and request a retrial.]
[Three, immediately establish an investigation team targeting Hans and Pamela and thoroughly investigate the two of them.]
[Investigate until they have nothing left!]
It was a big deal.
Since Hans wanted to cause trouble, I didn't mind causing a scene either!
As soon as the message was sent, the other party replied instantly.
[Understood, Mrs. LaRue.]
[We will ensure the task is completed.]
The next morning, Hans called, likely having been notified by the Latrell Lawyer Association that he would be investigated.
I swiped my finger and rejected the call.
Now he's starting to panic, feeling scared?
Too late.
After making over a dozen calls that were all rejected, Hans began sending me voice messages.
"Esther, are you out of your mind?"