Mega Hit: The Man With All The Power

Chapter 8: Pretentious

Ivan was surprised at what Lucy said, if what she said was true then it would mean that her company would start tp grow well from then onwards.

You must know that for a big corporation could agree to invest in a small enterprise, it either meant that the small enterprise had limitless potential or it has many connections.

In Lucy's case, it was both possibilities.

Actually, Ivan was happy for her, but when he remembered how she got her connections, he froze.

Lucy thought that he was feeling bad about himself, her pride rose and his expression stroked her ego. Lana could already guess what was going on, but she sighed.

The truth was that she really liked Ivan, he was a caring husband and also very polite but he was useless and there was nothing Lana could do to help someone like him.

"Lucy, did you get your connection by sleeping around?" Ivan suddenly asked with a tremble to his voice and Lucy's face changed drastically before flaring up.

"Ivan, how dare you? Do you want to ruin my image? Oh! because you saw that I am about to make a name for my self, you want to drag me down? How can you be so despicable? I already said that I do not want this marriage anymore, why are you making things difficult for the both of us? If you were also a successful person, do you think that I would have to work hard like this? Now, you want to destroy all the hardwork? You are an ingrate animal." 

Even Mr Ben and the new maid stared at Ivan with disgust and displeasure, they saw him as a useless husband at first but now, as a despicable person that does not want the success of others when he is not successful, Lana was the only one that did not have that expression.

She was Lucy's manager and she knew what Lucy had to do to get to where she waa today. She felt that it was a little bit unfair to Ivan but she did not care that much. 

Ivan smiled bitterly when he saw their expressions, he had guessed that they would not believe him, who would believe a useless good for nothing man like him? He had no status, no power, just nothing while Lucy was like a Phoenix, waiting for an opportunity to spread her wings and fly away into the vast land.

But still, he would not agree to the divorce. Since, she wanted to step down on him, he would also hinder her way.

"No matter what you guys say, I will never agree to this divorce." He said and went upstairs with large strides. He ignored Lucy's cuss at him and walked away.

Lucy felt indignant, she knew that if Ivan does not agree, then she would not be free,she turned to look at Mr Ben with a pleading gaze.

"Miss Lucy, you will have to convince him to agree because there is nothing I can do to help. If you have anything to ask or tell me, you have my contact." Mr Ben wanted to help but his hands were tied so he could only leave.

Lucy clenched her fists and glared at the direction Ivan walked into before taking her car keys and leaving the house with her Assistant in tow.

...

Ivan sat at the edge of the bed and thought about what happened earlier, he had lost so many things in just one night and now, he was about to lose his wife completely. 

The only thing he could do now, was to refuse to sign the papers, he might be useless but he also had his pride, he did not want to be cast aside.

He was like this for hours before he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling his name from downstairs. He was startled at first, but he quickly tidied himself up and rushed downstairs.

He saw a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman, the woman had similar looks to that of Lucy, they were both sitting comfortably on the couch and when they saw Ivan, they simply nodded.

They were Lucy's parent, Mr and Mrs Anderson. 

Mrs Anderson was carrying a Gucci bag and her dress had a logo on it, it was the logo of a top fifty designer company. Her personality could be seen by the way she carried herself.

Proud and pretentious. A show off.

"Mom, Dad, you are here." Ivan was very polite. He had been hoping that Lucy's parent would acknowledge him for years and he had been trying to gain their approval, so he was used to being polite to them.

The both of them did not reply but Ivan also did not mind, they've always been like this.

"What should I get for you? Water or what? Jasmine!!!" Ivan got to know the maid's name earlier, but she only answered at the fourth call with an impatient look on her face.

"What?" Her tone was not respectful in any way and it made Ivan flushed in anger. She was not giving him face at all.

When Jasmine saw that it was the guests that called for her, her tone became polite and she walked over with a respectful smile.

"Did you call for me? I have already started making Dinner for you, do you need me to do something else for you?"

Ivan was already gnashing his teeth together at the humiliation but he could only endure it, Lucy was the one that employed Jasmine not him so he had no say.

"Bring some fruits for me, you can go." Mrs Anderson waved her hand proudly and dismissed Jasmine.

Ivan quickly became attentive when Mrs Anderson turned to him, he was feeling very uneasy but he forced himself to be calm.

"Lucy said that you did not sign the papers, why is that?" She asked and Ivan's countenance stiffened. He wanted to talk but he choked back on his words.

"Mom..."

"I am not your Mom, are you blind? Don't you recognize your Mother? I have told you times without number not to call me that." She said calmly and Ivan lowered his head while trembling subtly.

It turned out that they...they were really here for that. 

Actually, Ivan already knew but he still hoped that it was not so.

"These are the divorce papers, sign them and we will forget all your wrongdoings" Mr Anderson brought out the divorce papers and put it on the table.

"It is simple, you do not deserve my precious daughter. Even if you still get together with her, you will never get our approval." Mrs Anderson said in irritation. She felt that her daughter's taste in men some years ago was really worst.

Ivan could not even afford a designer cloth or buy a luxurious car, he was even dressed like a beggar.

Ptttf, disgusting. 

Ivan stood rooted on the same spot without talking, their gazes fell on him and he felt as if he was been poked by countless needles. The discomfort was dull but it lingered.