Jamole was sipping his wine and reminiscing on what he saw earlier today at the office, when a security knocked on his door and walked in.After bowing to him, the security said, “Boss your wife demands to have a word with you. She wants to know if you are in a good mood to be with her.”Turning to the security, Jamole replied through forced smiles, “Let her in.”The security bowed and left only to return later with Susan in a wheelchair.“Greetings my beloved husband,” she said coldly.The kissing she had with Roger earlier today still hung in her mind and she argued if her husband was going to take it lightly. She had come to apologize and let Jamole know that she would be backing out of this vengeance of his.She wouldn’t want to hurt Jamole in anyway.“Sweetie,” she called, “I am sorry for what happened today. It wasn’t intentional. I never wanted to kiss him. He forced himself on me and before I could know…”Jamole interrupted her with, “Shhh,” He shut her up with his finger on he

Jades’ face housed thunder and brimstone as he handed the letter over to Andre who couldn’t stop reading it repeatedly.Andre was shocked as Jade and couldn’t believe what Jade brought upon himself.Jade nagged on. “What sort of boss is this? Roger is a wicked, mean man. What did I do to deserve this? What evil did I commit to get this backlash from him?Andre replied, “It is because you wouldn’t listen and mind your business. If you had focused on yourself and allowed Jamole to go on suspension, perhaps Roger wouldn’t have given you suspension.”Jade interposed him with a sigh, “This is unheard of. How can Roger give me two months suspension just because I came to plead on behalf of Jamole? Does it sound professional?”Andre burst into a brief laughter. “Keep speaking English. This is what you get when you associate yourself with an ill-fated, poverty-stricken, janitor like Jamole. Now you can see the reason I hate him and wouldn’t want to associate with him…”Jade fumed, “What arrant

When Jamole rode his scooter to Antipolo Central Bank he caught the attention of onlookers with his ragged looks but no one could imagine such a poverty-looking chap was the apparent heir to Swan Group.The anonymous heir in flesh and blood!Customers around scoffed at him as he walked into the elevator.All the while he had been praying inwardly for Zara not to set eyes on him, since Zara was a staff of Antipolo Central Bank, he wouldn’t want her to see him around.He would want to avoid any form of suspicion, because he wasn’t through with his vengeance.Once he got off the elevator, he met a large crowd at the bank hall and he stared around for Zara but didn’t see her.He caught sight of the spot with a tag; Bulk Payment For Vip and he knew this was the last spot he visited the last time he came.Already one of the securities in the bank had notice him and couldn’t stop staring irritatingly at his horrible, unkempt looks.Promptly he started walking towards the VIP spot. “Excuse me!

Jamole and Susan were having breakfast when a reminder jumped into the mind of Susan.“Yeah honey I got business that may interest you. The government of Antipolo is offering to sell the building of Metropolis Post Office. Their agent visited me at the office yesterday, so I guess you will be interested.”Once Jamole heard Metropolis Post Office, he smiled in wrath and jerked his head, “I am interested,” he replied and perched at his smile.“They are willing to sell it for $1 billion. If you beat price with them they could sell it for $ 900 million.”“Deal,” Jamole replied and couldn’t stop smiling. “I will go right away.Shortly afterwards, Susan left for work.Jamole invited his costumier and stylist who donned him in expensive exquisite tuxedo, blazers and diamond necklace on his neck; his hair was packed into a ponytail.“Dean Bur,” he mumbled within himself as they decorated him, “Here I come.”This time around he needed to look good because Dean Bur, his former boss, at the Metro

Stella was gasping for breath beside Anderson as they got immersed under the duvet. They sweated profusely and struggled to keep their breath intact.“That was a quick one,” Stella breathed into Anderson’s brow once she grabbed his face and laid her head on his shoulders, “I thought I told you we shouldn’t be using condom anymore.”Anderson forced a smile on his face. He was swallowed in heavy thought. Days past he had argued within himself if getting Stella pregnant was part if Jamole’s vengeance.And when he tried reaching Jamole to inform him about Stella’s burning desire to get pregnant his line wasn’t going through.“This is just the extreme of it,” he said in his mind, “If she gets pregnant for me and realizes I am not the anonymous heir, how is she going to feel? Will she withstand the shame and ridicule? This is the most brutal revenge I have ever seen.” He hummed inwardly.“For now I will keep sleeping with her with condom until I hear form Jamole,” he further said in his mind