Once Rejected, Now Desired! [Revenge of the Son-in-Law]

Chapter 5: His Unexpected Visitors

Based on my quick observation, Jelian and Julian's shoes were still as good as new. I still have perfect eyesight, so I could tell their shoes were ruined, dirtied, or soaked.

"Don't give us that kind of look, you ungrateful cleaners!" Jelian grasped the middle-aged woman's chin, clenching it harder as she moaned in pain. "Answer me! How are you going to compensate us, huh?"

"I'm so sorry," says the middle-aged woman. "But I'm afraid we cannot afford to pay you a million dollars. Can we just clean them up and return it to you?"

To my surprise, the two janitors dropped to their knees and shoved their faces to the tiled floor to extend their sincere apologies. The scenario took a trip down memory lane on the same day Jelian and Julian did the same thing for me.

Jelian was about to slap the middle-aged woman but my conscience had had enough of them. I didn't get the chance to defend myself three years ago because I was just a mere houseboy to them, but I now have the courage to help those people in need.

So I quickly interrupted the commotion and blocked his hand before his slap could land on the poor woman's face.

"That's enough, Julian! They already apologized to you." I said, and it was pretty obvious that my voice was stuttering.

Within those three long years of living with them in the mansion, today was the first time I mustered the courage to stop them from hurting anyone.

"Look who's here?" Jelian blurted, her brows furrowed. "Who are you to hold your dirty hands in my hair, you daughter of a slave? Let go of me or else-"

"Or else what, huh, Jelian? You are gonna slap me instead of them like you and your evil family always do? Or you are gonna report this to Celestine?" I growled back at her which also surprised Julian.

He attempted to remove my grip but I already decided to end their reign once and for all. The janitors were about to do something but I growled at them to stay out of it.

I pushed Julian away from me. Hard enough he stumbled to the floor. I intentionally pushed him away from me as it was the only way I could help the janitors up.

Jelian was about to grab my hair when Celestine appeared out of the blue and stopped his sister from doing so. "Can someone explain what the hell is going on?"

Her loud voice rumbled all over the hallway, scaring all the employees who witnessed the commotion as they were in a rush to evacuate the place.

The two janitors burst into tears as they dropped to their knees again, and begged Jelian and Julian to forgive them. Even cleaned their shoes using their mouths to remove the stinks and specks of dirt.

"Enough of that! Those bastards are not worth it! Get the hell out of those evils!?!" I yelled at the janitors as I lost control of my anger in disbelief.

They barely listened to me so I pulled them away from Jelian and Julian. "I said what the hell is going on?" Zachary yelled again.

"It's that bastard who started it, Sister Celestine!" Jelian pointed a finger at me. "We were just having fun with these janitors who dirtied our shoes, but your poor and ungrateful ex-wife interrupted us."

"Perhaps that bastard is here to demand you some money." Julian seconded. "I mean, he had the right to have a share of your money because he was once your husband, right? He must be daydreaming about getting a penny from our family--"

Julian did not get the chance to finish her sentence when Celestine slapped their faces one by one. Their overwhelming confidence three seconds ago turned into bursting tears.

"Words, Jelian, Julian! This is a private place. My company. Have some decency for once in your lives." she gritted her teeth in rage. "Better get out of my sight before I'm gonna drag you both out of this building."

"Excuse me?" Jelian, who was more rude compared to Julian, debated. "We are your brother and sister by blood, Celestine. And that man started it. Those janitors can prove that. Ask them yourself."

I could not help but scoff in disbelief that she would use the janitors' situation to their advantage. Who could have thought Jelian became smarter these days?

The janitors are scared of the Lincolns. Scared of getting fired, so I will not be shocked anymore if they take their sides instead of mine.

So before they could make another mistake, I preceded them when I proposed, "If I was not mistaken, this entire building had planted advanced CCTV cameras. How about we'll watch the footage of what exactly happened earlier?"

Celestine was smart enough not to notice her siblings' startled expressions after hearing my proposal. The rest is up to her to decide.

I couldn't let those evils grow their horns longer for the rest of their lives. Someone must cut them off and teach them some lesson.

"And I'm gonna step out of this building myself if proven all their claims about me are true. What do you think of the idea, Mr. Lincoln?" I added with conviction.

"That's enough!" Celestine replied, then reassured the two janitors that their jobs were safe before she ordered them to get back to their respective stations.

With their disappearance, the heavy tension that hung in the air dominated the hallways around us. Jelian and Julian were looking at me in the eye with contempt. And so was Celestine to them.

She was supposed to shoo his sisters away like he said but imagine my surprise when she reached out to my hand and dragged me to the nearest elevator. She even ordered those who came before us to give us some privacy.

Then she pressed the lock button as soon as the elevator was cleared out. "What are you doing?" I asked, starting to get worried.

"I am here to continue our disrupted conversation the last time, Zachary. Did you marry the chairman of the Fisher Group?" she asked. "We just got divorced for like a week and you already married someone?"

I could not stop my laughter from bursting after hearing the ridiculous question for the second time and seeing her worried expression. She already heard about me and her step-sister having a relationship yet she was adamant about her ridiculous claims.

"You gotta be kidding me, Ms. Lincoln!" I replied despite having a hard time breathing. "You still don't know who I really am, do you?" then I stepped back and stood in front of her. "Well then, allow me to introduce myself to you for the last time."

She frowned when I stretched out my hands toward her. "My name is Zachary Llana Fisher, the only son and heir of your rival corporation, Fisher Group and Companies. And I am here to withdraw every single cent of my investment from your dying company."

The deafening silence dominated every corner of the room, but the balls of her eyes remained wide open. I cannot blame her for that. After all, losing the majority investor was like death to her corporation.

My ex-wife never ceased to surprise me when she dropped to her knees. "This corporation is my life, Zachary," she said, her tears pouring. "Without it, I'll die. So, please, tell me what to do to keep your investment with us. Anything. I'll do anything in order to save my company."

Her continuous tears left me speechless, causing me to lean my back against the wall behind me until my body froze as I sensed the desperation and sincerity of her voice.

"If you want me to double your share dividends, then I'll do it," she insisted. "You want to have my office, then you can have it. Please, Zachary. For old-time's sake. For our son to have a better future. I'm begging you. If you want me to break up with Yllana, I'll give her a call. Anything. I'll do anything. Even if you are going to make me your slave."

But money is no longer an issue for me. Doubling or tripling my share dividends doesn't matter to me. Concerning our son, it was already part of my plan to get custody of her as soon as possible because I am his dad.

Her office? I don't need to have her office when I already have one in this building as the major shareholder. Last on her list was about Sebastian. I don't care about their relationship anymore. She and I are divorced already. And I have no plan of being entangled with her again.

All I want is justice for everything she and her evil family did to me for the past three years. So I said, "I'll consider one of your options but I have two. One is to break up with Sebastian. Let him feel the unbearable pain I felt when you left and made me like a fool. Two, let your parents kneel before me, begging me not to withdraw my investment. Can you do that for me?"

"Why can't you answer me, Zachary? Don't tell me I was right?" I gradually rolled my eyes toward her when I just realized my brain was simply building and imagining that conversation earlier, telling her the truth about my identity. "I know my Jennie more than anyone. You're too smart to have a relationship with her. So cut the crap about her. I'm not falling for it."

"Why?" I curved the tip of my lips upward. Seeing her getting mad was an achievement for me. "Are you afraid that I might take over your company so soon as the majority shareholder? Or was it because you could not accept that I could marry your sister when you couldn't with Sebastian because you knew what he really was?"

I can sense that a lot of things were bothering her while looking me in the eye. Even Jennie already answered her question the other day, so there is no point in explaining or telling her about it again.

As soon as the door of the elevator switched open, I did not wait for her response. I separated ways with her and I went to my office where Jennie had been waiting for me.

Dad already fired her but to make up for all the good things she did for me, I reached out to her before dawn and hired her to be my secretary.

At first, I was supposed to withdraw my investment in the Lincolns but after what I witnessed from Julian and Jelian earlier, I changed my mind, and am willing to disobey my dad's order for the second time.

"Good morning, Ms. Jennie. Did you sleep well last night...?" I did not get the chance to finish my sentence when it was not Jennie's face that greeted me but Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln's.

Without asking further questions, the two dropped to their knees, their eyes swollen, and their necks full of sweat.

Imagine my surprise when Mrs. Lincoln crawled toward me and reached out to my black leather shoes. "We're so sorry for everything we did to you, Mr. Fisher." Mrs. Lincoln uttered, her tears were about to crawl down her cheeks. "Please, give us another chance to correct our mistakes."

"We regretted for allowing our daughter to divorce you, son." Mr. Lincoln seconded. "Please, get back to us and be part of our family again."

Everything they said was a huge riddle to me to the point that my brain froze for a moment. I just had a wild imagination about them kneeling before me two minutes ago, but now, they're on their knees. And there's no way I was daydreaming. This one was real.

So I looked deeper into their eyes, one by one, trying to understand what the heck is going on. I know the two are very hard to please. Wait. Do they know about me already?