In the mansion, the wedding had already begun. Damien Ban was the son of the richest guy in the city, so at his wedding, there were all upper-class guests.
Everyone looked fancy, even the waiter had to wear a uniform worth over 1000 dollars.
But among this group of people, came two different men.
Greg and Pedro weren’t rich guys, especially Greg, he just came out of jail, so he wore cheap clothes, which attracted the sight of guests.
“Who are they? How could they come to Mr Ban’s wedding dressing so sloppily?”
“Maybe they are low-profile young masters from the greatest families? Otherwise, they won’t get an invitation!”
Everyone was guessing who they were.
However, the couple on the stage didn’t notice the situation here, so they were going to exchange their rings.
Damien Ban stood elegantly at the front of the gathering, sliding an expensive diamond ring into Laura's finger.
Suddenly, a bottle flew past his face!
Laura swallowed hard and clutched her wedding dress nervously. She grabbed Damien’s arm because she was about to collapse as a result of the shock she was going through.
Damien, on the other hand, had his eyes shining full beam like a fluorescent light. If he knew that Greg was due to be released from prison, he would have paid whatever it cost and pulled every possible string to see that Greg remained in jail for longer, but here he was, staring at Greg, crashing into his wedding and causing grave disaster.
The wedding guests would have a lot to talk about after that day because their attention was focused vividly on Damien and Greg. Some of them already had their phones out, making videos of the event, and happened to record the unexpected drama.Damien's guards quickly rushed towards Greg and surrounded him, while Laura sneered at him with disdain.''Oh, the scoundrel is out of jail. I think you like it there, that's why you are trying to go back, right? What are you doing at my wedding? I hope you are not running back to me after living like an animal for years. Please tell me you are not thinking of me,'' Laura said to Greg with a look of disgust on her face.
''How can you do this, Laura? After everything we have been through, you have the mind to do this?'' Greg asked.
Laura scoffed and shook her head.''How embarrassing. How could you have been in jail and imagined that I would wait for you to be released, and then marry you? A loser? You were thrown in jail like a pile of waste by a man like you, and you think I will stoop so low to wrap my hands around you because you failed at showing how heroic you could be on my behalf. You disgust me. You insult me, Greg,'' Laura ranted.
Greg could not believe it was this same Laura that he knew three years ago that was talking to him like this. He was heartbroken.''This is Damien Ban, Greg, Mr Ban. In case you didn't hear me correctly. He's a master of the Ban family. They are the richest family in Axile. What do you think?'' Laura asked.
''I thought as much,'' she added when Greg didn't give her any reply.
''You are a pig,'' Greg said with bile. His face was contoured to buttress how angry he was at her.
Greg no longer talked to Damien. He faced Laura now. After all, if Laura said she didn't want to marry Damien, the most he would do was chase her around the city, begging or threatening her. If she said no, the wedding would likely not have been taking place, so it was not Damien's fault.''You will regret this disgrace, I promise you. You will come begging sooner or later. Just watch out for how you will end up as far as this disgusting marriage is concerned,'' Greg ranted.
Laura laughed a shrill one, full of scorn and denial, to the extent that Greg felt ashamed.
''What is going to happen to me? My life is going to end up miserable because I married the man of my choice, are you out of your mind?'' She asked Greg.
Greg could not do much, but shake his head in frustration and genuine surprise as he looked at the person that used to be his former girlfriend. He didn't know her anymore.
While Greg and Laura were exchanging words, Mr Ban had zoned out. He was thinking of what to do to Greg that would silence him for a long time, and such that he would never think of rearing his head anymore in the future. He was brainstorming while the banter was going on.
''Greg, it's okay now. Let's get out of here before you get hurt,'' Pedro yelped at Greg from behind. Pedro stayed at a corner, out of sight, so that nobody would point him out in the future, with claims that he aided Greg's misbehaviour at Mr Ban's wedding. If he didn't know exactly what Mr Ban was capable of, at least the fact that he was able to make Greg stay in jail for three years, said a lot.
Greg ignored Pedro.
Pedro rolled his eyes because the argument was becoming too heated for him to still be around there.
''Greg,'' Pedro called again.
''Leave me alone, let me talk to this worthless piece of shit that I almost lost my life in jail for. How dare you, Laura? How dare you do this to me, and have the effrontery insult me on top of it. I went to jail because I was protecting you, yet you are getting married to the same vile man? You are the most worthless woman any man can ever come across, and I can only imagine that I committed a grave mistake in my past life for me to deserve this treatment from you. For me to witness this sort of thing, then maybe I truly deserve it because you are a dirty, disgusting and cheap woman,'' Greg said angrily.
''How dare you?'' Laura asked angrily. ''Are you people standing there, watching him insult me like this?'' She asked Damien's bodyguards. ''Arrest the poverty-stricken numbskull. He must be out of his mind,'' Laura barked. ''Smack...Punch...Kick...'' Greg beat up all the bodyguards that attacked him in the twinkle of an eye, to Laura's surprise. ''What?'' Laura muttered and hurried to hide behind Damien in fear. She had never seen this part of Greg before. Never. ''What is he doing? What has he turned into in jail? Damien, do something,'' Laura said as she trembled like a leaf in the wind. ''Relax Laura. Don't worry, he cannot do more than he has just done. That's all he would ever be able to do. Trust me,'' Damien said with a wicked sneer as he stared at Greg devilishly. ''But. How?'' Laura asked as she peeped at Greg from behind Damien. Damien laughed because his father was friends with the boss of the biggest mafia in the city. Sending Greg to jail was even no longer appea
Greg smiled, and it seemed that Bane knew his ring.“An old man gave me that. Any other questions?”“An old man…”Ban mumbled, “Could you tell me his name?”Greg said, ”I don’t think you’re qualified to know his name.”“Yeah…you are right.” Bane said respectfully, now he can assure that Greg was not bluffing.''I apologise. I have nothing to do for or against the organisation,'' Bane said“What are you doing, uncle Bane? Take down this garbage and throw him into the sea!” Damien yelled.Bane suddenly turned his head and stared at Damien angrily.“Shut up you idiot! I’m your uncle, not your servant! Do not order me!”Damien was frightened by Bane, he knew how cruel Bane is.“But…”“If you want to live with your money happily, then don’t offend the people you should never mess with. This is my final advice, for your father’s sake.” Bane left with those words.Soon the place returned to Greg staring at Laura and Damien angrily.Greg suddenly turned and walked away with angry strides.Dami
A week had passed since Greg returned from jail and Laura was already looking like a shadow of herself. ''Go and tell your mysterious gang-affiliated ex-boyfriend to come and save you from me,'' Damien would say, anytime he was humiliating her. It didn't take too much to upset Damien, and he would pounce on Laura as if she stole from him. On the other hand, Greg was trying to thrive. He was trying to get his business back on its feet. ''I'm glad you eventually came out of your dazed state,'' Pedro said one time. He was tired of having to babysit Greg. A grown man. For the number of days Greg spent in depression, it took a lot from Pedro not to kick him out to live in the streets because Pedro was the only one footing the bills in the house. Greg was incapacitated and was not doing anything to get back on his feet at the time. Now he had taken a quick job that could fend for a place for him to live for the time being. So he left Pedro's house. ''Forget about that bitch. Don't ev
Greg spent a lot of time arranging his new apartment to the taste he wanted, and then he fell asleep. His dreams still haunted him, just like they did when he was in jail. In fact, this time it was a little bit worse because there were more factors that disturbed his mind. Ordinarily, Greg had a phobia of things going drastically wrong in his life. In his dream, he would see Damien Ban grinning scornfully as he burnt down this new house that he just rented. Damien became one of his greatest nightmares and Greg had come to realize and accept the fact. At least, accepting that sort of thing was a good place to be in for a start, rather than fight it, because Greg felt tormented enough while he slept.When he woke up, beads of nervous sweat formed on his forehead, as he got out of bed. The only thing he could think of was taking a walk to calm his mind down, and grocery shopping seemed like a good idea at the time. As had been the norm for the past couple of days, he was strolling to t
Greg leisurely walked away from blocking Laura. He felt so disgusted concerning what was going on. He wished he could yell at her and push her into Mr. Ban's arms, but he was not interested in communicating with her at all. He hated her. ''I said, get into the car,'' Mr. Ban yelled. Laura trembled and hurried into the car, waiting for Mr. Ban to finish with Leo and dole out whatever punishment he had for her for disobeying him. But Mr. Ban would not be Mr. Ban if he did not gloat in front of Greg. ''You still miss your little miss pretty thing?'' He asked Greg with mockery obvious in his voice. Greg didn't respond, nor did he show off any facial expression other than the one Mr. Ban met him there, with. ''I thought I made it clear boy, you should not be anywhere close to her. She's mine now, as you can see,'' Mr. Ban continued to say to Greg with a wicked grin. Greg's thought was that Mr. Ban really owned Laura now, in all senses of the word, owned. Look at the way he comman
''Lucy,'' Greg muttered, although, she didn't hear him.Lucy arranged the grocery in the backseat of her car and then stood up to see that Greg was staring at her in disbelief.''Is everything okay?'' She asked him.''Are you seriously asking me that? Lucy. Who's car is this?'' Greg asked.''Oh,'' Lucy said in realization and laughed. ''Of course, it's mine. Whose would it be? It's with me, right?'' She replied.''Of course? I don't know. It could belong to a boyfriend or husband of yours for all I could care to think of,'' Greg replied.Lucy rolled her eyes.''I don't have a boyfriend, and I definitely do not have a husband,'' she replied, flashing her ring finger at Greg to indicate that it was bare.''Okay. A girlfriend then? Maybe?'' Greg asked mischievously.''What? No, Greg,'' Lucy replied and laughed heartily.There was a brief silence between them as Greg looked at her, expecting her to give him details on how she was able to afford this sort of luxury for herself. ''I have a
Lucy stopped in front of Greg's house and looked at him. Her eyes showed off how much pity she felt for Greg, she could only imagine what he was going through at this time. Recuperating from spending time in jail was not easy. ''Thanks, Lucy. I have to go and sort out these groceries now. I just moved in here today,'' Greg said as he tried to step out of the car. Lucy pulled him back ''Why are you acting as if everything is alright with you? Don't you need help?'' She asked him. ''Help? What sort of help?'' Greg asked her back. He maintained his pride as a man. Ordinarily, if not for what happened to him, Lucy would not have been so much more successful than him. It would only be by a small margin if she were more successful than him. So he tried to make sure that he maintained his dignity. ''Greg. You just left jail. You definitely have been cut off from society for three years. Where do you intend to start picking your life back up from?'' Lucy asked. ''I just got a job, rig
'Dude, what have you been doing with your life? Lucy is rich as fuck. She drives a Porsche,'' Greg said to Pedro with excitement. Pedro sat up from bed abruptly. ''A what?'' He asked Greg. ''A Porsche, bro. She just left my house from dropping my poverty-stricken ass off after grocery shopping,'' Greg replied with humor. Ayra sat up as well, wondering what made Pedro suddenly so excited. ''Is everything okay?'' She whispered to Pedro, but at the moment, Pedro could not think of anything else, other than the fact that he had just confirmed how much of a wuss he had been for the past ten years. He drove a Volkswagen, an old model for that matter, and he was hearing that a girl that used to be his classmate back in college had started to swim in luxury. ''What club are you people going to?'' He asked as he nodded at Ayra to tell her that there was no serious issue and that he was just having a conversation. ''How the fuck would I know? She said she was coming by later to pi