No. 1 Consortium Billionaire Strikes Back

CH ~ 001 BRACELET

Sixt parked his scooter at the corner of the apartment with a warm smile. In his right hand were lavender flowers… His wife, Fiona's favourite.

Though he was earlier than the usual time he closes from work, today wasn't just an ordinary day… It was his wife's birthday and he had made plans on making the evening a memorable one.

He shuts the door behind him after walking into the apartment.

“Ohh.”

Sixt felt blood draining from his face at the moment he stepped into the house. He paused, trying to process what he was hearing, but the noise intensified and he couldn't help but shift his gaze to where the sound was possibly coming from.

Perplexed, he took a step closer, his heart pounding loud in his chest. He frowned, especially since Fiona shouldn't be back home at the hour.

“Mmm.”

His eyes became pale, shifting from one corner to another while looking upstairs.

As he approached the stairs, a wave of realization washed over him. And as he got closer, the noise became even more intense!

It was coming from their personal bedroom.

“Oh, I..lo - love it!”

He shut his eyes upon hearing that familiar voice. And as he walked closer and closer to the door, his heart broke into a million pieces. Staring at the door, his eyes turned red and his ears almost bled from the moanings he was hearing. Slowly, realization dawned on Sixt that his wife had completely lost her feelings for him. She was having an affair with another man?

With so much pain and anger, he raised his legs in slamming the door open and his eyes fell on Fiona, lying in the big bed, completely naked to her ass.

“F- Fiona?” His voice came out broken. He had a mixture of anger and pain in his tone.

Henry, her boss, was taken aback at the instant the man walked in.

Upon setting her eyes on the masculine figure in front of her, Fiona's mouth fell wide open. Her lips trembled as she instinctively grabbed the sheets, wrapping it around her body. Clearing her throat, she stole a glance at her husband, “Si - Sixt? How are you back so early… I, uh… he is…” She stuttered, trying to explain herself when Sixt shut her off.

“How could you, Fiona? We've been married for years and you had the balls to cheat and betray me this much?!” Sixt barks, his voice raging with fury.

Henry scoffed, leaning forward as he glared at the poor fool who interrupted his pleasure. He flashed a mischievous smile, “For a second there, I almost thought it was someone else! Hahaha! Wanna join the fun? I don't mind a threesome! Haha!” He let out a mocking laugh with his eyes glued at Sixt.

Sixt shifted his gaze at Henry, Fiona's boss, “How dare you! This is my wife! Aren't you shameless fucking her on my bed!” He barked, his voice cold.

“Haha! Your bed? You poor mother fucker! You must really have some nerve!” He adds, “She might be your wife, but she's my pleasure tool. Hahaha! Paupers don't keep wives! Haha!” He made a mockery of Sixt as he stared disgustingly at him.

“You're nothing but a poor idiot who can't take care of his wife…” He placed his legs on the table, “...I can give you a thousand pounds if you kiss my feet.” A cold smirk curved up in his lips.

Sixt chuckled painfully. He had expected the man to be remorseful but that wasn't the case. He had never felt so disrespected and hurt.

With a burning pain in his heart, he raised his fist and landed a punch on Henry's face.

“You have no fucking right to touch my wife! Or even as much as show your stupid face here!” He shouted on top of his lungs!

Swiftly, Fiona rushes over to Henry, and Sixt could almost not believe his eyes. She cared as much for him, it was so obvious they were in love with each other!

“You broke, loser! How dare you punch him!” She scolded her husband.

Sixt shook his head in disbelief, “This isn't the first time he's here, is it?” He shifted his gaze to Henry at that instant, “You two have been having an affair behind my back! Is that it!!” He thunders, his eyes burning with cold fire.

“And so what?!” She spat.

Sixt’s head buzzed. “So what? Fiona how could you stoop so low?” He shakes his head in self-pity. “I caught you cheating with that fool you call your boss, and you tell me that?”

“Son of a bitch, I'll make you regret punching me, Sixt!” Henry promised, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth as he stood from the bed.

“And I'll make you wish your dick was never functioning.” Miller barked into his face. “You two ought to be shameless!”

Fiona frowned at his words. “Shameless? I'm not the poor loser here! You're just my husband in papers, and you were never worthy of being called my husband!” She berated him coldly. Leaving him almost speechless with her words.

There was no trace of guilt in her face, instead she looked cold and distant.

“Oh, is it my fault? So cheating is how you pay me for trying to afford your basic needs? You're fucking your boss, and I'm supposed to be cool with it?”

Fiona scoffed. This moron had the guts to question her like he had a say in whatever she can and can't do. She doesn't owe this useless husband of hers any explanation.

“And what business do you have in my personal life? Know your place, you poor moron! Don't give me that look! I can't even afford to be seen with you in public!”

She continued, “You should consider yourself privileged to be married to a woman of my status. You should even be more thankful that a bastard like you is the live-in son-in-law of the Sinclair family…” She spat, not caring about his useless feelings. He couldn't even help her get promoted like Henry does, nor could he provide her with all the luxurious items that others envied… So why would she care about his foolish emotions?

Sixt was taken aback by Fiona's counterattack, “So, it's all about money?”

“When has it never been about money, Sixt?” She sneered.

Sixt parted his mouth, but nothing came out. He thought he had found someone who doesn't look down on poor people or people's wealth… A woman who can accept him for who he is, and will love him no matter what..

Throughout their years of marriage, though she lived a flashy lifestyle and was always demanding, he tried his best to provide for her… and never for once did he think a day would come where she would cheat or even say all these to him.

Her words made his heart ache and his blood boil, “I tried my best to be the perfect man in this marriage, for you… for us! I loved you with every bone in my body. Even when you didn't have to ask, I bought you the car parked outside. I paid for your sister's tuition f*e, even your cousin till he was done with law school.” Sixt said with so much pain and emotions, “... I never ceased to clear your father's debts and when your mother needed me, I made sure to top her expectations… I made sure to clear your hospital bill when you had cancer…”

Throughout the years, he never stopped being there for her and her family, so that she doesn't have to work her ass off.

“And my family heirloom bracelet? I gave it to you out of my precious love for you…” Sixt paused, creasing his brows as he glared at Fiona's wrists but her both hands were empty.

As soon as he noticed that the bracelet was no longer on his wife's wrist, he raised his head at her, “The - the bracelet… I saw it on your wrist this morning…”

Fiona rolled her eyes, sensing Sixt must have noticed she wasn't wearing it, “Well I threw the trash into the bin, where it belongs.” Her cold voice sent chills down Sixt's spine.

His heart sank, “You did what?!” He shouted as if losing it.

“Hey, stop overreacting. Henry's expert friend had already assessed its value, and that bracelet is not even worth a penny. It's worthless, so I threw it in the trash.” She said casually tilting her head.

Sixt was shocked to the core. The bracelet was the only relic of his father and his most treasured possessions!

He shook his head in disappointment, his eyes searching the room for the bracelet.

“Haha! Don't tell me you're looking for that piece of crap? Haha! You must be dying of poverty.” Henry mocked as he watched

Sixt lowered himself to the ground as if in search of the bracelet.

Sixt didn't bother to respond to him. All he needed was to find that bracelet.

Henry let out a mocking laugh. “What a useless pauper… haha!” His voice is sharp, “You're an even bigger fool than I thought… Searching for that cheap bracelet? I'm sure the loser will be running to the pawn shop in a few minutes! You could really use the 10 bucks you'll get from that worthless piece.”

Henry spat on Sixt's head as he was searching for his bracelet around the room. And as soon as his eyes fell on your bracelet under the bed, he quickly reached for it.

Sixt stood to his feet and his eyes fell on Henry, who had a hot cup of coffee in his right hand.

“I’ll make your dick suffer for what it did.” Sixt muttered into Henry’s ear.

Just then, Henry’s grip on the cup tightened. With gritted teeth and furrowed brows, Henry’s hands made a move to pour the hot coffee on Sixt but Sixt’s reflex kicked in.. Without hesitation, he knocked the cup back, causing the coffee to spill on Henry instead!

Argh!

“You poor son of a bitch!!” Henry cussed, his cold voice echoing in the air as he quickly took his shirt off!