Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband

Finally A Break Through

To humanity, failure and unpredented setback were the worst of nightmares. And this was the fate of Jamole. This time he was at the balcony staring at the moon light and at another time he was in the bedroom, staring at the clock and counting hours to the inaugaural ceremony of Zhnag Meng as the new CEO of Swan Group.

Tonight, was the Eve of the ceremenoy and he could barely catch sleep. Susan was yet to return home and although he had tried to phone her, he sensed she was some where in the club whiling away time and drinking herself to stupor just to forget the impending trauma of losing their company.

“Is this how the might falls?” Jamole said within himself and stroked his hair confsudely, “How can I lose a company that was put in my care? How can an egale suddenly become a duck? Is that possible?”

His thought was interrupted by the buzzing of a car which just stopped in front of their house. It was a taxi and seeing the driver alight to aid the passenger with a wheelchair, he knew