I Faked My Death—Now I Have to Tame the Crazy Men I Left Behind-Chapter 69 - 67: Drafting a Prenuptial Agreement

Yates Donovan had said there was a better solution than making an oath, and Mia Grant had considered many possibilities.

Signing a contract, finding a notary, or him getting some kind of leverage on her. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

She’d even considered some illegal dealings.

And yet, Yates Donovan was now telling her he wanted to marry her???

Mia Grant was screaming internally. ’I thought I’d gotten used to his insanity long ago, that I could totally anticipate his every move, that I had everything under control.’

’I was wrong.’

’How could I have thought I could control a madman?’

’Before, I prided myself on my own brand of crazy, but I never expected Yates Donovan’s to be on a whole other level.’

’Marriage.’

’The nerve of him to even think of it!’

"Is that really necessary?" Mia Grant tried to talk him out of it. "We’re all about freedom of marriage these days. A marriage without love is a house of cards, bound to collapse!"

"I mean, I don’t really care either way, but you’ll be shackled by marriage. It’ll be chains binding you! You won’t be happy!"

"Think about all your lady friends out there. Can you bear to see them heartbroken? To have them branded as mistresses every time they hang out with you?"

"It’s no problem," Yates Donovan said, taking her hand and acting as if they were the closest pair on earth. "For you, I’m willing to let down the entire world."

"All that matters is your happiness."

"..." Mia Grant was on the verge of cursing.

’Happy my ass! Marrying this psycho? I’d rather go build infrastructure in the middle of nowhere!’

’Dedicating the rest of my life to my country would be better than wasting it in this trash heap of a marriage.’

"Okay, just calm down a second. We don’t have to resort to extremes."

"If nothing else works, we can just sign a contract! In black and white, with thumbprints and everything. It solves the same problem!"

"Isn’t marriage the same thing?" Yates Donovan said, his tone nonchalant as he enjoyed the sight of her freaking out, simmering in her own helpless fury.

"We get a marriage license. The state acts as the notary, and it’s protected by law. It’s also in black and white with our thumbprints, and they even keep a photo on file."

"And it saves me the trouble of hiring a lawyer to draft a contract."

Mia Grant wanted to argue, but she took a deep breath and let it out, then another, and another. She was utterly speechless.

’Damn it, why did he have to make a little bit of sense?’

’Is this what they mean by the fine line between genius and insanity?’

’I’m actually being convinced by a madman.’

"No, no, no." Mia Grant shook her head frantically. ’I can’t let him brainwash me!’

"Even if we get a marriage license, we’ll still have to go through the process of signing contracts."

"You’re the young master of the Donovan Family, you’re loaded. A prenuptial agreement is an absolute must."

"No need."

Mia Grant opened her mouth, but before she could speak, he smiled at her. "I trust you."

"What’s mine is yours. We don’t need that kind of thing between us."

"Even if you cheat on me, I won’t divorce you. I’ll even help you support your boy toy. Number four, five, and six are fine by me, too."

"Even if we did get a divorce, I wouldn’t make you leave with nothing. You could still take a share of my fortune."

"In fact, if you wanted, I could be the one to leave with nothing."

"So? Are you tempted?"

Mia Grant’s expression went slack. She nodded instinctively. "I’m tempted."

’Who in their right mind would say no to money?’

’Family ties can sour, friendships can wither, and love can fade.’

’Only money is forever!’

’Based on the Donovan Family’s current assets, a rough estimate would put her share at several billion, at least.’

The smile in Yates Donovan’s eyes deepened. "In that case, we have a date next Monday."

"Wait!" Mia Grant snapped back to her senses.

’This isn’t going right!’

"Even if we do get married, what family fortune do you even have to split with me?"

"My last name is Donovan." ’That should be enough.’

Mia Grant tried to read him. "But you’re still going after the Donovan Family."

’That must mean Yates Donovan’s position within the Donovan Family isn’t as secure as it looks.’

’Is he going to all this trouble just to fight for the inheritance?’

’If that’s the case, marrying him would be a huge risk.’

’Besides, even if I could get my hands on his fortune in the end... married life with him would be a total unknown. It wouldn’t necessarily be any easier than just taking the one billion prize money.’

’Men and their lies.’

’I can’t fall into this capitalist’s trap!’

’Marrying him would put me in a completely passive, disadvantaged position.’

’This deal isn’t worth it.’

"What have you figured out this time?" Yates Donovan was growing increasingly interested in her.

’What am I going to do? My fiancée is getting more and more interesting.’

’I’m starting to feel like I can’t be without her.’

’If this keeps up, we might really have to get married just to see how it ends.’

"I..."

Mia Grant had figured out a lot, but the moment she met his deeply meaningful gaze, she snapped her mouth shut.

’I won’t make the same mistake twice!’

"To get back on topic. A while back, I jumped into the ocean. The Grant Family thinks I’m dead, so logically, they should have already had my legal identity nullified."

"So, you can’t get a marriage license with a dead person."

"No problem. I can contact the Grant Family. I’ll just announce publicly that my love for you runs so deep, I want to marry your ashes."

"..."

"Jokes aside," Yates Donovan said, "stop struggling. The fact that they got you into Jynsia U means they already pulled some strings to stop the Grant Family from nullifying your identity."

"Well, my family register isn’t with me, either."

’How are we supposed to get a license?’

Yates Donovan stroked his chin. "That is a bit of a problem."

Mia Grant breathed a sigh of relief. ’Finally, a way to get him to drop this insane idea.’

But then, after pondering for a few seconds, he suddenly blurted out, "No problem. I’ll put out a huge bounty, hire a few mercenaries, and have them steal the family register from the Grant Family."

Mia Grant nearly choked.

She slumped back in her chair, feeling as though she’d exhausted all her strength and every last tactic.

’Utterly defeated.’

’No. If I just gave in like this, I wouldn’t be Mia Grant.’

She grabbed Yates Donovan’s hand, her voice filled with sudden energy. "What’s your plan!"

"Hm?" Yates Donovan had been enjoying her small, dejected expression. In the blink of an eye, she was suddenly rallying.

’She’s like one of those cockroaches you just can’t kill.’

"Tell me your plan! Maybe I can help you!"

"If we can’t resolve the issue, let’s eliminate the source of the issue!"

"What are you talking about?" Yates Donovan froze.

Mia Grant gripped his shoulders and shook him hard. "You’re trying to take over the family fortune, right?"

"Just Kian Keller probably isn’t enough, is he? How about I bring Silas Grant into the fray!"

Yates Donovan stared. "Are you insane?"

"I want to help you! And if Silas Grant isn’t enough, how about the Hughes Family and the Sinclair Family?"

Yates Donovan blinked.

For the first time in his life, he found himself unable to follow someone else’s train of thought. Usually, he was the one leaving others in the dust, their minds unable to grasp his next move.

"You... want to help me?"

"Yeah! Hiding your strength, biding your time... fighting a lone battle must be lonely, right? Let me help you. We can do this together."

"I just finished my college entrance exams, so my brain is still sharp. I’ll be your strategist! I’ll help you plan everything!"

"From now on, we’ll be a duo!"

"If you’re Liu Bei, I’ll be your Zhuge Liang!"

"If you’re Tom, I’ll be Jerry!"

"If you’re Clyde, I’ll be Bonnie!"

Yates Donovan: "..."