Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1387

Mavis looked bewilderedly at the document on the coffee table and slowly picked it up.

The first page bore the bold title, [Prenuptial Agreement].

The Nicholls family was affluent, with various successful businesses under them.

Hence, Mavis naturally understood the need for a clear division of pre-marital assets.

With this in mind, she flipped through the pages.

However, there were many clauses and contents she had not anticipated at all.

The agreement was set for one year, essentially outlining that their marriage would be kept hidden during that time. Additionally, she would need to comply with Nathaniel's request to act affectionately at any time, while privately, they would not interfere with each other.

At the end of the year, Nathaniel would provide her with generous compensation as a divorce settlement.

The column for compensation at the bottom was left blank, seemingly deliberately for Mavis to fill in herself.

She stared at the thick prenuptial agreement in shock, feeling a sense of irony creeping in.

It finally dawned on her why Nathaniel had been so distant the entire night.

He had planned this from the start, intending to use her…

A one-year-only contractual marriage…

Mavis used to think such things only happened on TV, never imagining it would happen to her.

Yet, why did she not feel happy at all?

Just as she appeared conflicted and her mind was a mess, Nathaniel puffed on his cigarette and calmly interrupted her train of thought.

"As long as you sign this agreement, you won't need to return to your old apartment. I'll have someone help you move your belongings to the Nicholls residence. Additionally, if you don't want to work, I'll provide you with a monthly allowance of 15,000 dollars for your expenses."

He paused to let it sink in for her, then continued, "All you need to do is cooperate with me when necessary and play the part of a loving spouse. As for the division of assets upon divorce after one year, I'm leaving that for you to fill in. Except for the shares of the Nicholls Group, which I cannot give you, anything else under my name—other properties, real estate, shares in various subsidiaries, gold, cash—whatever you want, I can provide."

The room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

Nathaniel was shrouded in smoke, and his expression lacked any trace of warmth.

Instead, he exuded only detachment and indifference.