CHAPTER FOUR

"My family was right after all. For one to be respected in the society, he has to have wealth and power. Father will always say, how women of this generation only fancied wealthy guys, never caring about love and affection. Lisa, I thought you were different from the rest of them"

There he was at his father's study, thinking out loud about the hurt Lisa had brought him.

"You dare make a fool of me, shaming me before your family members". 

Sipping whiskey from his glass, making a circle with his right index finger, as he held the glass slightly away from his lips.

"hahhhh!" 

he smashes the glass of whiskey at the wall of his father's study, as he stood up with anger, from his seat. He has been taken over by rage, like a deranged lunatic, possessed by a thousand demons, breathing furiously.

"You do me like this?"

"I will show you hate and bring you pain!"

He exclaimed the more. 

"You will feel far more pain, than you made me felt".

Meanwhile, back at his matrimonial residence, Lisa was getting prepared to go see her lover, Don Michaelson at his company. 

"I am free, free like a sparrow. Finally, I can go out whenever I want, with my sweetness, without having to hide from Pedro". 

she said to herself, while rubbing her red lipstick on her lips and looking into the mirror. 

"Look how beautiful you are looking in that smoky hot red dress".

she said to her reflection in the mirror. She had put on an expensive red dress, Don Michaelson bought her, on one of his trips to Italy. 

"Pedro Pedro Pedro, you almost transferred your poverty to me. I wonder what I ever saw in you, that made me got married to you and even stayed married to you for two years. Wow! This pauper really had his time with me. Anyways, that's all over now. From now on, it's just going to be me, Lisa, and the fancy lifestyle".

she said, while finishing up her make-up, smiling and looking into the mirror. She just couldn't wait to enjoy this her new found freedom, with her wealthy lover, Don Michaelson. After she finished, she went downstairs and out of the house. There was already a Mercedes Benz packed outside her compound, waiting for her. Don Michaelson had sent his driver, to pick her up with his car and bring her to his company, from where they would go to have a good time at one of the five-star hotels in town.

"Good afternoon Ma'am" 

The driver greeted her, as he got down from the car, to open the door for her to get into the vehicle. She went in and sat at the back sit, crossed her legs, looking at the design of the car, and rubbed the leather fittings of its interior.

"A car befitting for a Queen, a Queen like myself".

she said.

"Totally agree with you Ma'am. The car fits you perfectly".

the driver complimented her, while looking at her through his rear mirror.

"Thank you".

She replied him. 

Over at The Del Monte mansion, at The Del Monte estate, was Pedro, who wanted to take his mind off the whole situation. 

"Please, kindly get the limousine ready. I will be stepping out in a short while. Also tell Roseline, to get herself ready, because she will be accompanying me to where I would be going".

he said to one of his stewards. Roseline was the lady that came to pick him up with the limousine, the night he left his matrimonial home, after he had seen Lisa, cheating on him with her lover. Roseline was an orphan girl, who was stranded on the street, after her parents died due to starvation. She was about to die as well, when Pedro's father, Late Pedro-senior saw her on the street, after she had passed out, as she hadn't had any food for the past five days. He brought her home and from that day onward, she became part of The Del Monte family. She was like a little sister to Pedro and his brother, Alexander. 

"Master wants to go out? That is good. It will help clear his head and mind. This whole situation with his wife has taken a toll on him. I wonder what he ever saw in that bitch, Lisa. Right from the very first day I saw her, during their wedding, I could tell she was a bitch. But what could we have done? Master was so much in love with the witch. Now, see what it has caused him". 

she said to the steward who came to inform her of his outing plans. 

"Roselineeee?" 

He called out to her, on stepping outside the house and about entering the limo.

"Roseline, where are you?"

he called again.

"Coming, master"

she hurriedly came out of the house, while answering him.

"Where are we going anyways, that the master is so much in a hurry?" 

she asked Pedro

"One of the sub-companies. I was told it is not far from the estate. At least let me start from that one, and get to know all my companies, since I would be resuming fully as the President of The Del Monte Group of companies. Best I start getting acquainted with things in that regard". 

He said to Roseline.

"Oh. I know the sub-company you speak of, Master. Truly, it's not far away. I'm really happy you are doing this. It will help clear your head of that bitch, Lisa".

Roseline said, seeing that her master hasn't been himself since the incident happened.

Pedro didn't utter a word, he just sat quietly in the limo, as it drove out of the premises, looking outside the window of the limousine. 

Thinking that she had offended him, by calling Lisa a bitch, hence the sudden silence of her master, she said,

"Master, I'm sorry if I have offended you with my choice of words, by calling her, a bitch. She never deserved your love".

"You didn't offend me, Roseline. And you are right, she is a bitch, and she will get what she deserves, soon enough. I am just exhausted from talking, that's why I was quiet". 

asurring her that, he was not mad at all. 

And so, the Limousine made its way to the sub-company near by, as Pedro wanted. 

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