Mrs. Davidson's eyes flashed with suspicion as she crossed her arms tightly across her chest. She glared at Romeo. "I see what this is. You're jealous, and you’re so desperate to destroy a beautiful union that I created. There’s no way I’m believing a bum like you."Romeo smiled calmly, he looked so unfazed by her harsh words. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Davidson. I’ll call her myself.”Without missing a beat, he pulled out his phone and dialed Linda’s number. After a few rings, a familiar voice answered.“Hello, Romeo.”“Hello, Linda. How’ve you been? I hope you didn’t let what Andrew did overwhelm you.”There was a brief pause on the other end before Linda sighed. “Romeo, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t get to me. But… I saw a therapist yesterday evening.""Hmmm, that is good to hear, you need that therapy. So when.""Actually, as I’m speaking with you now, I’ve got some of my things packed, and I’m heading to Mom’s place.”Mrs. Davidson’s face drained of color. Her eyes widened in shock.
Linda stared at her mother in disbelief, shaking her head slowly. "Wait, Mom, you really want me to officially divorce Andrew?""Of course," Mrs. Davidson said without hesitation. "He cheated on you. You two are separated already. What's wrong with making it official so you can get your benefits?"Linda's heart sank, and she shook her head again. "Mom, I can't believe you're saying this," she whispered, as her voice was filled with shock. "Mom, if I can remember correctly, you were the one who pushed me into marrying Andrew. I thought you'd encourage me to forgive him or at least try to work things out. Maybe even organize a meeting so we could talk things through…"Mrs. Davidson's eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice took on a sharper edge. "Come on, Linda. When are you going to stop thinking like a little girl?"Linda clenched her fists, refusing to let her mother intimidate her. "Mom, I know how to work for my own money. I don't need Andrew's money or his assets. I’m not doing thi
Early the next morning, Romeo was jogging through the streets, with his worn-out shirt clinging to his back and his old shorts hanging loosely around his waist. He had been posing as a street urchin, blending in with the crowd as part of his usual plan of knowing the inside things of the state of affairs. His feet moved in a steady rhythm, and his mind was lost in thought.Suddenly, he heard a faint buzzing in his ear. His earpiece was vibrating, signaling an incoming call.He slowed his pace, taking a quick glance around before bringing his hand up to his ear. "Hello, who’s this?" he asked, with a steady voice."Romeo, it’s me, Linda," came the soft voice on the other end.He frowned slightly. "Hey, Linda. What’s up? How are you?"There was a brief silence, and then he heard her sob. "Romeo, I’m not fine. Nothing is fine," she said, her voice was breaking as she began to cry.Romeo’s concern deepened. "Come on, Linda, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Tell me."Through her tears, L
About an hour later, Romeo, still in his worn-out shirt and old shorts, walked toward the Baines Company headquarters. His sneakers scuffed against the pavement as he moved with purpose, with his eyes scanning the area. Sergeant Hans had told him that Andrew would be arriving soon with his entourage at the family company headquarters. Romeo leaned casually against a nearby wall, watching the busy entrance. He tried to look like he was just another person on the street, blending in as he always did when he needed to.Twenty minutes passed, and finally, three sleek, black cars pulled up in front of the building. The doors opened, and several well-dressed men stepped out, surrounding Andrew Baines as he emerged from the middle car. Andrew was wearing a crisp suit, his hair neatly styled, looking every bit the wealthy businessman he was.Romeo pushed off the wall, entered the company gate and started walking toward him, his eyes locked on Andrew. He moved calmly but with an intensity
At around six in the evening, Andrew Baines walked out of the company building with his men. He looked confident, just like he always did, surrounded by his guards. The same sleek, black cars from earlier were waiting for him.Andrew got into the middle car, and his men quickly entered the other vehicles around him. The cars started moving, leaving the company premises. They drove smoothly through the city with the usual authority and acute awareness of their surrounding.As they approached a junction, a big truck suddenly drove in front of them, blocking the road causing the sleek black cars to come to an abrupt stop. Andrew, who was sitting in the middle car, was confused. “What the hell is this?” he muttered, looking around.Before anyone in his entourage could react, a second vehicle rammed into Andrew's car from the side. The impact was heavy, but before Andrew could understand what was happening, the car that hit them reversed and backed away.Suddenly, several masked men in
A few days later, the law court was filled with people as everyone waited for the final judgment on Andrew Baines’ and Linda Davidson's divorce case. Andrew sat nervously in his seat, knowing that the ruling could change everything for him. His lawyers stood beside him, trying to keep a confident face, but they were just as worried.On the other side of the courtroom, Linda Davidson sat quietly with her lawyer. Her mother, Mrs. Davidson, was next to her, looking excited as if she knew what was coming. Some well-wishers sat nearby, whispering among themselves.The judge, a serious-looking man with gray hair, entered the courtroom. The room fell silent as everyone stood up, showing respect. After a moment, the judge sat down and began to speak.“Today, the court will give its ruling on the case between Andrew Baines and Linda Davidson. After reviewing all the evidence, this court finds that Andrew Baines made serious threats to Linda Davidson’s life. The exhibit presented by her
The next day, Andrew Baines sat in his room, unable to sleep after the events of the courtroom. His eyes were red from crying all night. He couldn't stop thinking about how everything had fallen apart. His mind kept going back to one thing: the Davidsons.He cursed the day he ever met Linda and her mother. He began to see them as nothing more than gold diggers—people who had used him for his money. "How could I have been so blind?" he muttered to himself.He cried again, harder this time. His body shook as the tears flowed. His thoughts were filled with regret. He blamed himself for everything, for trusting the wrong people, for letting them into his life. He felt like a fool.While he was still crying, Andrew suddenly heard the sound of vehicles moving into his large compound. Startled, he wiped his tears and walked to the window to see what was happening.Through the curtains, he saw something that made his heart race. Seven large military G-Wagon vehicles had pulled into his dri
"You see, Andrew, your little downfall—the courtroom, the divorce, the scandal—it wasn’t just fate dealing you a bad hand." He paused, letting his words hang ominously in the air. "It was me."Andrew's breath caught in his throat. His thoughts spun wildly."You… you are not serious, are you?" Andrew stammered, his voice was trembling.General Stormbreaker’s face darkened, and without a word, he swung his hand. The back of it cracked against Andrew’s face, sending a sharp, hot pain through his jaw. Andrew gasped as one of his teeth flew from his mouth, clattering onto the floor."Do you think I came all the way down here to lie to your stupid ass?" General Stormbreaker growled.Andrew’s whole body shook. He no longer had any doubts. The general was serious. He remembered everything—the chaos at his father’s birthday party three years ago, his own humiliating arrest, and now, the court ruling that had taken sixty-five percent of his assets and given them to his ex-wife, Linda.Stormb