“What the hell are you wearing, sir?” Was the first thing Brandon asked as soon as he saw Max stepping out of the car in front of their mansion. Max rolled his eyes, hoping to avoid the question, but as he turned around, he saw his friends, Ryan and even Bryce all ears, ready to hear whatever explanation he had to give. “To cut the long story short, it was used as a collateral to ascertain that I will come for the finalization of the divorce.” He explained, hoping they would understand. They looked at each other confused before Blake went on to ask, “I think everyone is as confused as I am. How does an ordinary suit serve as a collateral? Are they stupid or what?” “Actually, they are! Very stupid to think I rented a Tom Ford. One even said it was fake!” Max complained. “They believed I would make it there since I have to return the suit where I rented it.” He explained, this time, more to their understanding. Carl scoffed in disbelief, “Just when I thought they couldn’t go

Max laid back on the comfy sofa in the private club room, partially drunk with several bottles of expensive wine resting on his table. He was trying to numb his mind of the painful thoughts of the past, but no amount of drink could relieve her of the pain of his father’s betrayal. Growing up, Max was closest with his Dad and would do everything together. He was his role model which was why it hurt more when his father started to misbehave. Even though he was closest with his Dad, he loved his mom to death, causing him more pain as he witnessed his parent’s fall out due to his father’s affair that started when Max was 17.Because he had the door of his room slightly opened, he could hear the noise and laughter coming from the room next door and instead of just closing his door, he stood up and staggered toward the room who also had the door of their room slightly opened. He angrily pushed it open and yelled at the top of his voice, “Keep it down or get the f!ck out!” Tate Wilson, w

As Max reached the receptionist counter at the lobby, he dropped his car key on the desk and ordered, “Get me a driver!”Seeing Max for the first time, the receptionist calmly asked, “Your card, sir?“I need to show you a freaking card? Where the f@ck is your manager?” He asked angrily, transferring his aggression to the lady. The lady tried to calm him down by apologizing and explaining, “Sir, I am sorry if I came out rude, but everyone needs a card to assess the resources available in this club. It is so that the club runs smoothly.” Max angrily smashed the telephone on the table, scaring the hell out of the lady. “I have had enough tonight. I swore to my mom that I wouldn’t drive drunk. Get me a f@cking valet right now before I do something worse.”Scared, the lady whispered into her ear pod, “Security, we have a situation…”“A situation? Do I look like a f@cking situation to you? And you dare call the security on me?” Max yelled angrily, pulling the land line from her. Hearing

With this response, Miguel was convinced something was up. Max was sensible enough to know that there was an extent to which he could lie about his look, so he decided to go with the most believable one. “Fine! I got into a fight.” Max lied. “With who? Why?” Miguel asked curiously. Max bit his lip as he tried to come up with a believable response, “Well, I met Tate Wilson. I just found out he was working with Mr. Newman. I was going to ignore him, but I couldn’t help listening to his trash.” He explained, stylishly readjusting his pants. With the details, Miguel had no reason to doubt Max and quickly believed him, saying, “Don’t worry, I will have the contract terminated.” Max let out a sigh of relief, seeing that he was finally free “There is no need for that. I have better plans for him.” He said. Soon enough, they arrived at the house, and fortunately, there was no one around to question him as they had already left for their respective businesses and homes. Max asked

With the paparazzi around, they was no room for doubts anymore. Anne and her mother had already browsed his name and were shocked to see him all over the internet. Hearing the mind-blowing revelation, Aria felt dizzy, staggering backward. The thoughts of losing out on being the wife of the richest man in Wexissia made her breathe hitch. Max didn't miss seeing the priceless expression on her face before he started towards the car. Max's day was going great…until a report asked, “Mr. Stratford, it's been seen years since you last showed up publicly. Is this because of your mother’s incident?”Max’s composure quickly weakened hearing about his mom again. He didn’t want to talk about it and had strictly given this information, so he never prepared a response for such a question. Instead, he got into his car, angrily slamming the door behind him as he ordered, “Drive off!”Max had hoped his day would be wonderful by watching Aria in misery, but he didn’t know someone was going to ruin