Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge.

The Company..

As Adrian stormed out, Mr. Felix turned to me, his facail expression said it all; regret etched across his face.

“Ethan, please, I—I'm so sorry for everything that’s happened. If only I knew who you truly were. I—I....,"

I waved him off, dismissing his words. “Save it, Mr. Felix. It doesn’t change anything now. Just sign the papers so we can move on.” I said, my voice firm.

After he was done signing the documents, Marcus took them and carefully placed them in his suitcase.

Marcus and I turned to leave, when I heard Mr. Felix call out to me, “Ethan, please wait!”

We both stopped, frowning back at him.

“But how?” He started. “How are you the son of Mr. Carnegie, the most powerful and feared man in the state, and you chose to be poor for all those years? Why?”

I paused, a smirk escaping my lips. “Well let’s say the universe chose to play it that way, just so people like you would be exposed.” I said, nodding my head and with that, I walked out the door, Marcus following close behind.

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As we drove, there was silence in the car. And I sensed it was due to what had happened earlier.

“Er’ h’r’m” Marcus cleared his throat, finally breaking the silence. “So, about the young man earlier?”

“Adrian,” I said, brow raised, he nodded.

“Yes, Adrian… Why was he reacting like that?”

I sighed, looking out the window as I watched us pass other cars. It’s hasn’t been long since I moved on from that life. The life of constantly being belittled and insulted.

Talking about Adrian now was going to trigger me.

I’m not so used to this rich lifestyle. But in order for me to be able to adjust. Bringing up the past was something I should advoid doing.

“He’s just--someone from my past,” I replied shortly. “He isn’t worth speaking about.”

Marcus smiled and nodded, then pressed down on the accelerator, the car picking up speed as we zoomed away.

We pulled up in another tall building, it was a company but ten times bigger than that of Mr Felix.

I looked up, confused. Marcus didn’t tell me about the second company we were going to purchase.

“Wow, this is a huge company, who owns it,” I asked, squinting as I looked up, using my hand to shield my eyes from the sun, it was impossible to even see the top.

“Well, this is yours, your father willed it to you, buying it in your name. It isn’t running yet because you would need to run it.

But I brought you here just to surprise you, would you like to check it out?” Marcus asked. I smiled, staring at the company in awe.

I could barely even speak. I mean—what would I even say? This was proof that believing in yourself would get you everything you ever wished for.

You just have to keep believing that you’re going to be rich and wealthy as fuck! And that’s it.

“So, what are you going to do with it?” Marcus asked, I turned to him.

I have always dreamed of owning a tech company. A dream I was always being laughed at, just because it felt so impossible.

I mean, A man like me couldn’t even provide a roof over my head one month ago, but now, right in front of me was my own company. It’s felt so surreal. Someone fucking pinch me.

“How about you show me around , and then we can talk more about it,” I said.

“Okay, you’re the Boss now,” Marcus teased, gesturing to the entrance door, I giggled shaking my head as we both walked in.

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MEANWHILE:

ADRIAN’S POV

“Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!” I yelled, banging my hand on the steering wheel. Feeling my hand ache from the forceful hitting.

But that didn’t matter to me, All I wanted was answers. Because nothing made sense to me.

No matter how I tried to prove it, it just felt like I was making things up in my head.

Or maybe I had taken too much cocaine this morning. I am certain this whole thing is just a nightmare. Right? Goddammit!

———

After driving for an hour. I finally pulled up in front of Nora’s house.

The gate guard rushed to open it as they sighted me. but I was so impatient that I couldn’t wait.

I stepped out of the car, handing one of the guards my keys.

“Park the car properly, and if I see a scratch on it, Even if it’s a tiny scratch, you’re all dead,” I said.

I could see fear in their eyes, and it made me feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. But that wasn’t enough to shake off the rage burning inside me.

I walked straight inside the house. On the couch Nora and her mother sat across each other, giggling and laughing while their gazes were fixed on the television. Perfect.

As I approached, their eyes drifted to me, and I could see their smiles slowly fade away.

“Adrian, why do you look pissed? Did something happen? And why aren’t you at work?” Nora’s mother questioned, concern etched on her face as she spoke. Nora nodded in agreement.

I took a seat but quickly felt the need to get up again, running my hand through my hair, as I restlessly paced around the living room.

“Speak to us and stop making us scared!” Nora yelled, her frustration pushing me to finally speak.

“Ethan,” I started, my voice low and I could barely speak. It felt like a lie, like I was going crazy.

“What about him?” Nora’s mother asked, her brows furrowed.

“H—He just bought my father’s b—biggest company…” I said as I watched their face……