Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge.

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“Ethan, wake up,” Marcus said, shaking my shoulder firmly.

I groaned and squinted at the clock on my bedside table, it was 5:00 AM, I looked up at him, my brows furrowed.

“Seriously? It’s way too early for this!” I rolled over, pulling the covers tighter around me.

There was no way I was getting up this early after being beaten up badly by Josh yesterday. I could still feel the pain throbbing in the areas I was hit, And what I needed right now was sleep. Lots of sleep.

Marcus remained undeterred, standing beside my bed with arms crossed. “I woke you up at five because tomorrow you’ll be getting up at four. It’s your first day of a new routine.”

“Four AM? Are you kidding me?” I rubbed my eyes, feeling sleepy as hell.

Marcus leaned forward slightly, his expression serious. “Let me tell you this; Billionaires wake up early to maximize their productivity. They use that quiet time to plan their day, exercise, and focus without distractions. It’s a mindset shift. You’re a quadrillionaire now, so you need to act like one.”

I frowned again, even if It felt a bit surreal being called a quadrilionaire, and just about a month ago, I was being called penniless and useless.

“This feels extreme. Can’t I just take my time—maybe have a little more sleep?”

“No Ethan,”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because it’s about more than just money,” he replied. “It’s about discipline. Those early hours can set the tone for your day. Imagine what you could accomplish before most people even get out of bed.”

I sighed, Cursing under my breath. “This is ridiculous.”

He shrugged, still confident. “This is the best way to build a habit. You’ll thank me later. Now, get up and follow me.”

Reluctantly, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet meeting the cool floor.

“Ughh,” I winced from the pain as I got up on my feet.

“This is ridiculous,” I muttered again, as I rubbed the last bit of sleep off my eyes, slowly following behind Marcus.

“Today we are going to purchase one of the biggest Companies in the State, we are leaving early as possible,” Marcus said.

Due to how sleepy I was, I could barely process what he was saying about the company purchase. All I wanted was sleep.

———

Moments later, I returned to the dining area, dressed in my workout clothes and starving from so much workout.

I sat across from Marcus, who was focused intently on his food, but then his expression shifted as he looked up at me, as if a thought struck him suddenly.

“By the way, Ethan,” he said, “The company purchase is a big step for us, but most importantly, your father will be very proud, he always wanted to buy that company.”

I nodded with a smile, but then my smile faded, replaced by a frown.

“How do you know my father so well?” I asked.

“Well,” he took a glass of water and sipped from it, dropping the glass down, he picked up a wipe, wiping his mouth, before looking up at me.

“Your Father—He was like a brother to me, we both did everything together, until……," he paused, not finishing his statement. "Eat up, we have a lot to do today,” He said, standing up from his chair and then walking out.

———-

An hour later, I was all dressed up. Ready in my first expensive suit. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror I could almost not recognize who was staring back at me.

“No Way!” I giggled in disbelief. How could my whole life turn around in just a month. How could a man who was thrown out of his house one month ago, own villas, mansions and properties. The thought of me purchasing a trillion dollar company….. If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up from it. Never.

As I stepped out of the Exit door, my eyes widened at the sight of a white Porsche parked in front of me. I turned to glanc at Marcus, confusion etched on my face.

“Is that...?” I started.

Marcus grinned. “Yep, that’s one of your cars.”

Shock washed over me as I turned to take another glance at the car. One of my cars? I could hardly believe it. It felt so surreal.

———

We hopped into the Porsche, and I tried to wrap my head around the idea of owning such a luxurious vehicle, not to talk of others I was yet to see or cruise in.

The engine roared as we pulled away from the compound. I let Marcus take the wheel because I was new to this whole thing.

When we arrived at the company. I stepped out first, taking in the tall skyscraper. Marcus stepped out next, looking up at it and then back at me.

“This baby is gonna be yours in a few minutes,” he said and I glanced at him with a smile. Money is indeed power.

I turned to my right as my eyes landed on a familiar figure approaching me—It was Adrian, Nora’s cousin. He frowned, confused

“You! What are you doing in a place like this?” He yelled.