At the mayor’s daughter’s wedding, Anita and her mother, Regina, were seated with Rhea at a table. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses as guests mingled with each other, the earlier incidents now completely forgotten. Rhea, deciding to engage in business conversation with Anita, leaned in towards her. "So Anita, have you made any proposals for the Alpha Group construction project yet?" Rhea asked, her tone both casual and inquisitive. Anita nodded, a hint of excitement that Rhea had brought up the topic as well a bit of nervousness flickering in her eyes. "Yes, I have. But it’s still a draft though, I’ll still need to add in some ideas.” Rhea smiled, inwardly impressed that Anita had actually begun crafting a proposal. She definitely deserved a construction contract. “That’s good. If you don’t mind, I’ll like to review it. Kindly send it to my email.” She texted her email address to Anita after she finished talking. Anita nodded eagerly and brough
Anita sighed in frustration, and apologetically excused herself from Rhea before rising up and following after her mother.When Anita got outside, she saw her mother trying to wave down a cab. She pinched the bridge of her nose to control her frustration before she rushed to her mother, and brought down her hand to prevent her from actually stopping a cab.“Mom, what do you think you’re doing?” She demanded. “How can you possibly consider apologizing to Ophelia Blackwell when we did nothing wrong!”“Nothing wrong?!” Regina whipped around to face Anita, bristling. “I agree that I did nothing wrong, but you? All this wouldn’t have been happening if you had just accepted the Blackwells’ marriage proposal!” She threw her hands up in exasperation .“Mom—” Anita began, her expression falling in disbelief, but Regina didn’t let her finish as she continued,“Your stubbornness is about to leave us homeless, and I won’t stand here and do nothing about it! Enough is enough!” She snapped, and wit
Adrian turned towards the sound of Ophelia’s voice, and he stared at her blankly, unable to recall who she was.The chauffeur fidgeted as he replied to her question. “Ma’am, I was just telling this man,” he gestured to Adrian, “to pay a compensation for the scratch he caused on the car.It was at this time that Ophelia finally turned to look at Adrian, her expression a mix of contempt, derision and distaste as she assessed him from head to toe.“You…are the fool who bumped into my car?” She questioned, her tone demeaning.Adrian’s expression remained blank, even though his jaw ticked at the word ‘fool’ she had addressed him as. “I bumped into your car, yes. But, I’m not a fool, so I’d advise you watch what you call me.”“Excuse me,” Ophelia bristled, her eyes flashing with surprise then anger as she felt insulted. Nobody had ever spoken to her with so much audacity before, not even Anita Davies, who she was incredibly pissed with.“How dare you talk to me in such a manner?!” She explo
Adrian noticed the panicked expression on Regina’s face and the gentle tapping of Anita’s finger on his arm. It was then he realized that he had gotten carried away. He loosened his grip on Regina’s wrist and let go of her hand, which dropped limply to her side as she stared dumbfounded, reeling from the shock of what had just happened.Regina regained her composure, and a wild look of fury flashed through her eyes as she narrowed them at Adrian, then whipped to the side to look at Anita. “Did you see that?” She spat, shooting a finger at Adrian. “He almost broke my arm! Me! That’s the kind of animal you have as a husband!”Ethan, seeing as Regina was incredibly displeased with Anita, decided to interfere and add more fuel to the fire. “What kind of a man treats his mother-in-law in such a manner,” he shook his head distastefully. “You know,” he continued, “when Anita told me she was married, I expected a competition of some sort. But, seeing you right now…” he paused, his eyes scan
Anita stared blankly at Ethan, his words passing over her head. There was nothing she hated more than pompous spoilt brats who think the world revolves around them. She simply ignored him as though he didn’t say anything. This infuriated Ethan, and his eyes narrowed at her. “I see you’re still being stubborn, huh? Don’t come begging when it’s too late, because then I won’t be as considerate.” Regina, getting fed up with Anita’s insistent stubbornness stomped up to her and grabbed her arm, her fingernails slightly digging into her skin. “Anita, what’s wrong with you? Why are you making things so difficult for us? Just apologize, and agree to their demands so we can get our house back!” Anita winced and looked at her mother, her expression contorting into one of pain. “Mom, stop hurting me because of these people for crying out loud!” She snapped, yanking her hand forcefully from Regina’s grip. Regina’s eyes narrowed and she turned to glare at Adrian. She was about to lash out
Regina gasped audibly as she watched Adrian take Blaze down with a single hit. Ophelia and Ethan also wore the same expressions. Even Anita looked surprised, but hers was more of an impressed look than anything else.“Ethan was the first to voice out his disbelief. “H-how was he able to do that? That’s just not possible! Blaze was our strongest and most skilled martial artist for goodness sakes.”“I-I don’t know,” Ophelia stammered, her eyes with bewilderment. “I’m also as surprised as you are.”Anita on the other hand, rushed to Adrian’s side before Regina could stop her, and her eyes quizzically searched his face. “Adrian, that was amazing. But, how were you able to take a man twice your size down with so much ease?”Adrian shrugged as if what he had done was not a big deal. “I’ve been taking martial arts training. I guess I’ve mastered more than I thought.”Ethan stomped his foot on the ground, seeing as his plan to teach Adrian a lesson had a fallen through. His face darkened wi
Harold responded with a text immediately. “Yes, young master. I’ll do that right away.” Adrian was about to keep his phone back in his pocket when he remembered that he also had to get his mother a house, so he typed in another text message to Harold. “Arrange a smaller villa for my mom as well. Ensure it is in very close proximity to mine.” After sending the text, he kept his phone back in his pocket and raised his head to face Anita. “I just texted a good friend of mine,” he began, smoothly coming up with a believable story that wouldn’t leave her skeptical, “who is a real estate agent and explained our current situation to him. He has agreed to let us stay in one of the houses he is managing for a client who lives abroad but needs someone to live in the house and take care of it.” The worry lines on Anita’s forehead eased and a surprised yet relieved expression settled on her face. “Really? That’s great! I was so scared we would be left stranded on the streets.” Regina, w
Adrian choked on his breath at Regina’s words, and he cleared his throat as his eyes flickered to Harold, who was already looking at him for guidance.Adrian thought about what he should do for a bit. If he told Harold to come up with another big-shot with a ‘Y’ initial then it would only increase the lies he had been feeding Anita and her family. But, if he told him to do otherwise, Regina and Anita might fit the pieces of the puzzle together and find out he’s the big shot. He pondered this for a moment longer before coming up with a decision.He focused his attention back on Harold, and mouthed to him to tell them the truth without revealing his identity. Meanwhile, Anita caught unto this action, and her brows furrowed as she looked at Adrian curiously.“Adrian, is there something you’re hiding from us? Do you know the owner of this villa?”Adrian shook his head instantly. “No…not at all. It’s only Harold that knows.”Anita’s expression was still suspicious. “Then why were you giv