MR ZILLIONAIRE’S ROAD TO REVENGE

we meet again

Chapter four

(Five years later)

The clanging of the prison gates was a sound Nikolai would never forget. It was the sound of freedom, of finally stepping back into the world after years of confinement. The sky was a clear, brilliant blue, a stark contrast to the gray walls that had surrounded him for so long.

Nikolai paused at the threshold, taking a deep breath of the fresh air that felt almost new to him now. He adjusted the collar of the shirt Jeff had sent him for his release—a crisp white button-up, a reminder of the man he used to be.

As he walked out into the open, he spotted Jeff waiting for him, leaning against a blue sedan. His lawyer was dressed in his usual sharp suit, but there was a new tension in his posture, a seriousness that hadn’t been there before.

“Nik,” Jeff called out, standing up straight as his old friend approached.

Nikolai’s face broke into a genuine smile as he reached out to shake Jeff’s hand. “Jeff. It’s good to see you.”

“Likewise,” Jeff replied, though his tone was more reserved. He looked Nikolai up and down, taking in the changes, he was leaner, more hardened, his eyes sharper and filled with a resolve that hadn’t been there before. “You don’t look too bad.”

Nikolai chuckled softly. “I’ve had a lot of time to work on myself. And a lot of time to think.”

Jeff nodded, though he seemed distracted, his gaze drifting over Nikolai’s shoulder to the prison gates behind him. “We should talk, There’s a lot you need to know.”

Nikolai’s smile faded slightly as he caught the unease in Jeff’s voice. “What’s going on, Is something wrong?”

Jeff hesitated, glancing around as if the weight of what he was about to say was too heavy to be spoken out in the open. “Not here. Let’s get in the car. There’s a lot to discuss, and you’re not going to like what you hear.”

Nikolai felt a cold knot form in his stomach, but he nodded, following Jeff to the car. As they drove away from the prison, leaving behind the years of confinement and isolation, Nikolai’s mind was already racing, piecing together the fragments of the life he had left behind.

But even as he prepared himself for whatever revelations Jeff was about to share, one thought remained at the forefront of his mind, he was out. He was free. And no matter what awaited him, Nikolai Ivanov was ready to reclaim everything that had been taken from him.

“Jeff,” Nikolai began, his voice low and firm, “I need you to tell me everything. No more sugarcoating. What’s really going on?”

Jeff tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his expression tightening as he let out a heavy sigh. He had known this moment was coming, but that didn’t make it any easier. “Nik, what am about to tell you, its about your wife.”

“what about her? She’s OK right.” Nikolai asked.

“Yes she is but.. Olivia has been cheating on you with Mikhail .” Jeff said.

“What? Is this some kind of joke?” Nikolai said not taking the news Jeff told him seriously.

“I’m serious brother, Olivia… she’s with him now. They’re… together. It’s been that way for a while. They’ve taken everything, your company, your home, your life.”

Nikolai felt as though the air had been sucked out of the car. His mind reeled, struggling to process what Jeff was telling him. His brother, his wife, the two people he had trusted most in the world, they had betrayed him, while he rotted in a cell.

“No,” Nikolai muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. “No, that can’t be true. Olivia wouldn’t do that to me. She wouldn’t…”

“I’m sorry, Nik,” Jeff said softly, his eyes filled with sympathy. “I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s the truth. They’ve been running the company together, living in your house… They’ve moved on.”

“that can’t be true, she has been coming to see me 3 times a week for the past five years, she can’t do this too me.” Nikolai said laughing

“It’s all been a lie, she’s been doing that just to deceive you, they both have.” Jeff replied

The words hit Nikolai like a sledgehammer to the chest, each revelation heavier than the last. He had sacrificed everything for Olivia, and this was how she repaid him? By shacking up with his brother, taking over his empire, and leaving him with nothing

“Take me to my house,” Nikolai ordered, his voice cold and flat.

“Nik, I don’t think that’s”

“Take me to my house, Jeff, Now.”

Jeff hesitated but nodded, changing course. The drive was tense, the silence between them filled with unspoken thoughts.

When they finally arrived at his estate, Nikolai’s heart pounded in his chest. The grand gates, which had once symbolized his success, now seemed like the bars of a prison. He stepped out of the car, his eyes locked on the house that had been his home.

But as he approached the gate, the gateman stepped forward, blocking his path. “Sir, I’m sorry, but you can’t go in.”

Nikolai stared at him, disbelief etched on his face. “What do you mean I can’t go in? This is my house.”

The gateman, clearly uncomfortable, replied “Mr. Ivanov, I’m under strict orders. Mrs. Olivia is not expecting you. She’s at the office, sir.”

Nikolai felt a surge of anger, his hands shaking with the effort of holding himself back. “I don’t care about your orders. Let me in!”

“Sir, please,” the gateman pleaded, glancing toward the house as if expecting someone to appear. “I’m just following instructions.”

Nikolai’s vision blurred with rage, but he forced himself to stay calm. He wasn’t going to get anywhere by fighting with the gateman. He turned back to the car, still trying to contain his fury

“Let’s go to the office,” Nikolai barked at Jeff as he got back into the car. “Now.”

The drive to Ivanov Industries was a blur, Nikolai’s thoughts a storm of anger, betrayal, and disbelief. How had everything fallen apart so completely? How had he been so blind? But as the company’s towering skyscraper came into view, Nikolai’s resolve hardened. He was going to take back what was his, no matter what it took.

**Meanwhile, at Ivanov Industries**

In the plush, opulent office of Ivanov Industries, Mikhail lounged on a long leather couch, a glass of whiskey in hand. Beside him, Olivia was close, her head resting on his shoulder, her lips brushing against his neck. They were a picture of power and decadence, the perfect power couple that had taken the world by storm.

Olivia’s fingers went down Mikhail’s chest, her touch light and teasing. “We’ve done it, Mikhail. We’ve got everything we wanted.”

Mikhail smirked, his free hand resting possessively on her thigh. “And it was easier than I ever imagined. Nikolai practically handed it all to us on a silver platter.”

Olivia giggled, the sound light and carefree. “He really was a fool, wasn’t he? Always so trusting, so willing to believe in the best in people.”

Mikhail leaned in and kissed her, their lips meeting in a slow, sensuous dance. “That’s why we’re here, Olivia, and he’s… well, where he belongs.”

As they continued to kiss, their passion igniting like a spark to dry tinder, they were interrupted by a sudden burst of static from the TV mounted on the wall. They pulled apart, glancing at the screen with mild annoyance, until they saw what was being broadcast.

The news anchor’s voice cut through the room, filled with urgency. “Breaking news: Nikolai Ivanov, the former CEO of ivanov Industries who was imprisoned five years ago, has been released today. Sources say he was seen leaving the prison earlier this morning…”

Olivia shot up from the couch, her heart pounding in her chest. “What? He’s out already?”

Mikhail sat up, his face darkening. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to be released yet.”

Panic flashed in Olivia’s eyes as she turned to Mikhail. “What are we going to do? If Nikolai finds out…”

Mikhail’s mind raced, calculating the risks, the potential fallout. “We need to act fast. We can’t let him get a foothold, can’t let him think he has a chance to take anything back.”

“But what if he—”

Mikhail cut her off, his tone cold and decisive. “We’ll deal with him, Olivia. Just like we’ve dealt with everything else. He won’t know what hit him.”

Olivia nodded, trying to steady her nerves. But the truth was, she had never expected to see Nikolai again, never thought he would be a threat. The life they had built, the power they had amassed—it was all based on the assumption that Nikolai was out of the picture for good.

And now he was back....