The next day, Ansel stood angrily in his wife's office.
She had been ignoring him for hours and now he finally got the chance to speak with her after threatening those silly guards that tried to stop him from entering earlier. Slamming his fist on her table angrily, he leaned forward and stared at her with a look filled with disgust. "What is the meaning of all the rubbish you spilled yesterday? Do you have any idea how much it can affect me?" Clara already knew the reason why he was here, her gaze fell on the telephone, ready to call in security if need be. But first, she decided that she would put him in his place. "Don't forget that you are in my office. I can throw you out into the streets where you belong." She paused and then continued. "Didn't you ask for a divorce? I did you a favor by making it public and you should be thanking me instead." Ansel scoffed at her reply, refusing to believe that this was the woman he had fallen in love with. This couldn't be his woman, she was now a changed person and if so then his feelings had changed also. He realized that there would be no point in arguing words with her. She wasn't worth any more of his time and so he turned to leave. "I got so tired of breathing the same air as you, it was so disgusting to be seen with you. You should also be blamed for ruining my happiness!" Lana yelled as he walked away, she hadn't expected him to be so calm even after all she had done to me. "In just a few hours, we will be divorced and you won't have to breathe the same air as me. The divorce documents are almost ready." Ansel said coldly and then opened the door to leave. He had already made an appointment to sign the divorce documents in the court and they would contact Clara sooner or later. On his way, he heard whispers from passersby, even the workers who worked for Clara joined to make fun of him. "That's the chronic cheat. I wonder how she was able to keep up with him." "What a shameless man" Two ladies discussed as he passed by and Ansel shot them a menacing glare. They both scurried away, afraid and scared that he would harm them also. Just as he left the company, his phone vibrated and he placed his hand into his pocket to bring out the phone in order to know who the caller was. His forehead creased as he saw the caller ID. Uther was the one who was calling, his grandfather's butler and his long time friend. Ansel picked up the phone, already knowing what Uther had to say. "Young master Ansel, when will you come home to take your grandfather's responsibility? It's been over a year and I think it's time to do the needful." Uther's voice came on at the other end. His voice was still as vibrant as though he was a youth but the truth was that he was in his sixties. Ansel had never liked the feeling of having an arranged marriage, he wanted to marry who he truly loved but it seemed as though that was never going to happen. It was one of the reasons he made a promise to his grandfather that if he couldn't find true love, he would marry whoever his grandfather wanted and inherit the property and claim his full rights. Maybe that would be happening sooner than he wanted. Clara shamelessly betrayed him and took his love for granted. Ansel laughed bitterly for a while before saying. "I'm ready Uther, I'm currently in front of Amelond hotel, meet him at the roadside, I'll be waiting for you." "Young master, I can see you already." "What? Have you been tracking me?" Ansel spat, he soon saw a blue Lamborghini Aventador which parked in front of him. Shocked, the car door opened automatically and he got into the car. Uther was overjoyed to see the young master again, the last time they met was over a year. "Greetings young master." He bowed his head politely as a sign of respect and Ansel leaned back on the seat. The black card Uther was holding caught his attention and he stared at it intently. "It was frozen, wasn't it?" “Yes, it used to be frozen, Young master. Please accept your reactivated Black card," Uther said courteously, handing it to Ansel. "Your father, understanding your intention to come back, has reinstated your access to your funds. All that was withheld has been fully returned to you." Ansel knew what the black card was, it contained unlimited money and he could spend as he wished. When making the bet with his grandfather, he asked him to freeze it until he found his one true love and the other option was to unfreeze it whenever he was ready to return back home. "Thank you Uther" Ansel went out of the car before Uther could even say a word. He didn't have any more time to waste and so he contacted Aaron, his loyal assistant. "I need recent surveillance videos from the parking lot near Clara's house. " "Okay young master, I'll send it immediately." Ansel ended the call, he was on his way to the court and this video could be a game changer. Beep! Just as he arrived at the entrance of the court, he heard a beeping noise from his phone and he smiled inwardly. He tapped on the video and watched with pure disdain. The video was of what happened in the garage, showing the clear immoral act of Clara and her ugly lover. Ansel dialed Aaron's number and the latter picked immediately. "Release this at my command, do you understand?" "Yes Sir" When the call ended, Ansel's heart was filled with joy. With this video as evidence, he could make his wife taste the bitterness of a ruined reputation. Ansel plastered a cold smile on his face, he strode confidently into the courtroom, taking large strides."Look who decided to turn up, oh Ansel, be careful not to trip while signing the divorce papers, we don't want you ruining everything."Ansel heard Clara speak, she stood at the entrance of the door, licking a lollipop, the sight of it irritating him.He decided to refrain from speaking and instead walked towards where the divorce procedures would take place.Wasting his time on the two scoundrels who had no shame left in them would be a disgrace.He strode towards the seat and sat down, adjusting his hair.Clara also did the same, scoffing as she passed by while her annoying heels clicked loudly on the floor."Are both parties agreeing to this?" The judge asked and they both shook their heads."Alright then" He continued speaking, adjusting the rim of his glass. " Does anyone have any opinion about how the property should be shared?""Shared?" Clara scoffed loudly, "He doesn't have any property to offer. What can a scumbag like him bring to the table?"Ansel smiled inwardly, her gree
A young redhead woman walked hand in hand with Ansel.They were currently in a five star suite and after spotting the redhead with Ansel they didn't bother to stop the two of them from gaining entry.She was looking high-class, sophisticated and beautiful but they couldn't say the same for Ansel, who looked like he had been picked up from the streets.Samantha and Ansel arrived at the top room, she swiped her card swiftly and the door opened with a beeping sound.Since Ansel had stopped her from getting an apartment for him, she had no choice but to bring him to her room instead.Though the thought of staying with someone as great as Ansel brought butterflies to her stomach, she found it hard to not express her excitement."Please make yourself comfortable, Young master." Samantha said with a polite smile on her face.She gave him a little tour of the exquisite spacious room and they soon sat down to discuss.Samantha was his new secretary. After taking over J Luther's company, his gr
Samantha knew that whatever he was planning to do would be good, afterall he was the boss. She bowed with curtsy and stood up to leave, seeing no need to stay again. Besides, she was starting to feel incredibly hot under Ansel's gaze. "Also make an announcement that we will be seeking corporations with other companies. A party will be held next month to discuss the top companies and business matters." Ansel said, his gaze suddenly fell on his torn pants and shirt. Judging from his surroundings and the expensive suite, it would be a shame to be seen wearing a cloth like this. He at least needed one or two clothes since he would be spending some time in the suite. "Send some clothes also, I need to change into something different." "Mr Ansel, I have already prepared your outfits for you even before you came, you can find them on the right side of the wardrobe." Samantha felt like a pervert at that point of time. She had instructed them to place it in a different room but tho
Ansel arrived in Colossia Ontera, at exactly 11 am in the morning. A car had been arranged to drop him off. He got out of the car and walked towards the strangely looking mansion. Although this was his first time in the city, Kian remained unfazed by the beauty of architecture including the massive mansion standing before him. Its walls were designed with ancient symbols and strange markings. Despite its extravagant design, Kian was well-acquainted with the opulent lifestyle of Colossia city, where most houses had similar elegance. The Luther's mansion was twice the size of Mr Kian's mansion and so he wasn't surprised to see that Colossia city was just as it looked like in the magazines. As he approached the entrance of the mansion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity with the luxury that surrounded him. Ansel headed into the living room, the guards leading the way. They arrived in a beautifully decorated living room with fine paintings on the wall. The guard
"My grandfather is clearly in need of water. What the hell are you talking about? Let go of my hand!" Thora said with gritted teeth, her eyes flashing with anger. She yanked her hand away and ran to get a glass of water. Soon she returned, ignoring Ansel's gaze as she handed her grandfather the glass of water. "It's...it's okay Thora, I think I inhaled my tobacco too deeply. I'm fine, you both should get back to your seats. Don't worry about me." After drinking the water, his vision returned back to normal and he found his voice again. Thora stared daggers at Ansel, with a look that said- I told you so. Meanwhile, Ansel was lost in thoughts , he couldn't take his eyes off Mr Kian. If he couldn't see it clearly before then he could see it now. Grandfather Kian's health was deteriorating rapidly and if they didn't do a thing about it now then it could lead to something serious. Reluctantly, Ansel walked back to take a seat, his mind racing with all possibilities. "I'm glad you
The day of the wedding celebration arrived and Ansel was seen walking into the hall.Gasps and whispers filled the room as they noticed no one other than Ansel.Many wondered what he was doing at his ex-wife's wedding.Shouldn't he be finding himself a job or getting something to do with his life?Clara and Kelvin were the most surprised, they stared at him as if- given the chance to shoot him then they would."What is this dimwit doing on the day I ought to be happy?" Clara said with gritted teeth while plastering a fake smile on her face.To the public, she appeared like she didn't even notice he was around, but the truth was that her blood boiled with anger as she saw him take a seat in the corner."He must have come to beg us. Take a look at him, what else could he be here for?" Kelvin said as a matter of fact.It was time to walk to the altar and so Kelvin held Clara's hand in his, squeezing it gently with affection.They walked slowly and everyone envied their love, thinking tha
As the audience erupted in thunderous applause, Clara allowed a smirk of triumph to spread across her features. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, a self-satisfied smirk gracing her features. Clara took a step forward, her mischievous grin widening as her gaze fell upon Ansel. She leaned in, bringing her face inches from Kelvin’s. With a sly wink, she turned her focus back to Ansel, a wicked glint in her eyes as she watched him clap along with the rest of the audience. After successfully talking down on him and making him take the blame, she had expected him to hide his head in shame, but surprisingly, he wasn't doing that.Her lips curved downward a little as she saw him wink back at her, his eyes flashing with mischief.Clara wasn't expecting him to be this calm after all she had said. No matter what she did, her ex-husband didn't seem to give her the satisfaction that she wanted."Ahem" Clara heard Ansel clear his throat, his hands up in the air, as if trying to calm t
Ansel's grin was more of a smirk, his hazel eyes glistening with mischief. His voice had a husky quality as he offered up the gift box, his words challenging. "This is my little gift to you," he said, chuckling. "Open it, if you think you can handle it." His jaw was set, the muscles of his arm tense as he held the box steady.Clara gave him a suspicious look, she was a little reluctant at first but she soon accepted it, thinking to herself that he must be playing some kind of games with them.Her hands skillfully unlocked the little box and a little red button came into view.Clara’s grip on the gift box relaxed, releasing a breath that she hadn’t even realized she’d been holding. Her chest rose and fell with the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing. She turned to Ansel with a mix of dissatisfaction and disgust showing on her face."I always knew you had no usefulness." Clara was about to throw the red button on the ground when she felt him hold her wrist with a tight grip.Kelvin,