That evening, wearing a shirt and khaki pants, Glenn entered John Steel’s residence carrying a large gift box that he handed to Amber. Of course, Amber's smile upon seeing the large gift he brought caught Glenn's attention; her demeanour changed not because of seeing Glenn, it did not escape his notice.
"What's this?" Amber asked curiously.
"You can open it later after I've left," replied Glenn.
His in-laws had previously greeted him enthusiastically. Now the fake smiles of these money-minded individuals were painfully obvious to Glenn. These two were leeches back when he married Amber, constantly asking for financial support for their failing business. He couldn't refuse because after marrying Amber, they became his family.
As Glenn was cutting his steak, the impatient expression on his father-in-law's face was reflected in his wine glass.
"Yes, Sir?" Glenn inquired.
"Ahem, is it true that you're solely heir of Smith Corp?" he initiated the conversation.
"That's correct, Sir. I don't have any other siblings, either from my father's side or mother's side."
"John Steel's eyes lit up immediately. "Oh, isn't that wonderful, Amber? Ahem, I mean, if Amber becomes your wife, then you won't be lonely anymore," John grinned broadly.
If Glenn had been thrilled to hear this proposal in the past, this time, he snorted. He could see Amber becoming more haughty, assuming he'd gladly welcome her father's offer like a golden retriever he used to be.
"Sorry, Sir. But Amber doesn't meet the criteria to be a Smtih family member, whether in terms of pedigree or character," he replied casually.
Their three mouths hung open as they watched Glenn sipping wine contentedly.
"Honey, you're just joking, aren't you?" panicked Amber.
'Now she "honey" me, huh,' Glenn thought.
"Unfortunately not, honey, I'm serious."
"S-so, how can we fit into your Father's criteria?" Mr John asked hesitantly.
"You need to increase your business capital, Sir, at least equivalent to one of Father's subsidiaries. I have connections that could provide you with a load to expand your business," Glenn offered, making John visibly uncomfortable.
"Oh, one more thing. If she wants to be accepted as a prospective Smith family member, she has to work as a servant in our house for 6 months. No one should know her identity and contentiousness during that dedication. It indicates if she's worthy of bearing secrets and a hard worker, not just a woman after wealth," he explained at length.
"I beg your pardon? A servant in your family for 6 months?" Amber yelled, indignant.
'There's more where that came from, Amber. I will make you pay for betraying me!' seeing Amber's distraught expression, Glenn smiled internally.
As he had expected, revenge tastes sweet, much sweeter than the red wine in his hand. He eagerly savored it to the last bit.
“Oh, which woman would be foolish enough to let herself be enslaved by you? You're dreaming if you think I'd ever do that. If you truly want me, then you're the one who has to fight for me, not the other way around,” challenged Amber with a scornful expression.
Both of Amber's parents looked panicked, trying to get her to stop crushing their daydream.
“I'm just conveying my family's tradition. If you don't accept it, then I can't do anything about it. I guess my efforts all this time have been in vain,” concluded Glenn. He set down his glass and started to rise from his seat, Mr. and Mrs. Steel looking anxious.
“Glenn, please sit a while longer. Amber isn't in her right mind. My wife will persuade her for you. Meanwhile, how about we discuss business? I have an interesting proposal for you,” persuaded John, wetting his lips with his tongue.
The bald man with a fat belly stared at Glenn like a wolf eyeing its prey. Glenn knew the "company" referred to by Amber's father was a fictional enterprise. The old man was caught up in huge debts due to his persistent gambling habits.
In the past, Glenn had turned a blind eye and always accepted his father-in-law’s requests, but the situation was different now. Glenn didn't want to be someone who could be easily squeezed and duped.
“Sorry, Mr. Steel, I can't help you. Father doesn't allow me to talk about business right now because I'm not ready. However, it's a different matter if Amber and I get married. Then, you will be considered family because what I have will also belong to Amber,” Glenn concluded.
Hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Smith exchanged excited glances. Glenn knew that his in-laws were now considering the possibilities if they were to become part of the Smith family.
Luxury, boundless wealth, a life of extravagance, inclusion in high society, and respectful glances wherever they went.
In his heart, Glenn smirked with pleasure, successfully setting a spider web trap that would ensnare the three of them.
“Well, that sounds delightful. Ahem, I mean, I will explain to Amber to reconsider your conditions, Glenn. My daughter may be a bit stubborn, but I'm sure she loves you very much, isn't that right, Amber?” Mr. Steel suddenly probed.
"Dad! Are you crazy? Being a servant for 6 months for a man like him? Unacceptable!" rejected Amber, unwilling, folding her arms across her chest, glaring at Glenn with a disgusted look.
"Just go home, I will never lower myself for a lazy and ugly man like you, you won't ever be able to buy me with the wealth of those arrogant parents of yours," Amber added.
Mr. and Mrs. Steel’s face fell upon hearing their child's response; their dream of becoming a part of the Smith family, the wealthiest and most respected family in Eagertown, shattered.
Offended by Amber's remarks about his father and mother, Glenn retorted.
"I can take your insults towards me, but towards my parents? You've crossed a line. No matter how beautiful you are, it's all in vain if you can't respect them. You think too highly of yourself; I can find hundreds of women like you anywhere, bitch."
Glenn's words left Amber gaping, never expecting the usually submissive man to respond in such a manner. She thought Glenn would plead for her attention as he usually did.
'What's happened to this man? He seems … different,' thought Amber.
Meanwhile, Glenn left Amber's house at that moment, unimpeded by them. He had dropped a bomb, waiting for it to explode. He knew Amber's parents would surely persuade their daughter to meet that insane condition to be accepted as a Smith family-in-law.
For now, Glenn wanted to play hard to get, to see how far Amber would go to find him again, so he shut off all access from Amber, including phone calls and his social media.
'Let's see how far you'll embarrass yourself by begging for my attention again,' thought Glenn with a wide smile. Driving his latest model Mercedes-Benz towards the city center, there was something he wanted to do to change the situation.
Glenn arrived at a barbershop owned by a family acquaintance, an exclusive one with top-notch barbering. They warmly welcomed Glenn and offered him a seat.
"Same as usual?" asked Fred, the barber who usually attended to him.
Glenn stared at the large mirror in front of him, noticing his unruly hair and unkempt beard. Usually, he'd just ask for a trim, but now he wanted to be someone different.
"Tell me, Fred, can you give me a makeover? I need to get rid of this beggar-like look," Glenn requested.
"Oh, I can't wait to do it, Sir! Trust me on this. I'll make you someone different; I'll call this treatment as 'from rags to riches.' You won't regret it," Fred gleamed happily at Glenn’s request, he had been longing for this moment for so long, and now that moment finally came.
"Of course, I trust you," Glenn replied. He knew Fred and believed in the man's abilities. Many famous celebrities had used his services for a makeover and ended up successfully.
Glenn spent the entire evening at Fred's salon. Fred was working hard and restless towards him, until when it's all over, he didn't even recognize himself when he looked in the mirror.
With a clean look and the gentleman's haircut style Fred had given him, he appeared as a completely different man. His handsome face, previously hidden behind unkempt hair and a shaggy beard, now emerged. Even Fred whistled when he saw the transformation.
"Now you can charm any girl you like, Glenn. But of course, if you get rid of this old professor style you've got going," Fred commented sharply on Glenn's appearance, wearing an oversized sweater, thick glasses, and baggy trousers.
"Any recommendations?" Glenn inquired, agreeing with Fred's assessment.
Fred snapped his finger in excitement, "You're asking the right person. I'll call up my acquaintance and have them bring in their entire collection to make you look perfect," Fred promised.
Glenn entrusted his makeover to Fred, allowing Fred's magic to work on him.
***
The next day on campus, all the women's eyes were fixed on him as he stepped out of his car, whispering and awestruck as he passed by. He even overheard their whispers.
"Who's that hot guy? Is he a celebrity?"
"Damn! He's so handsome! Am I dreaming? I think an angel just descended to Earth."
Not only were the women enchanted, even the male students looked at him closely, muttering in envy. Glenn felt on top of the wind, regretting why he hadn't done this earlier when he had the resources.
He used to think that appearance wasn't important, he now didn't want to repeat the same mistake. In the end, people would respect you if you had everything: wealth, popularity, and a pretty face.
Glenn noticed Amber, gaping at him without blinking as he passed by.
"Oh my Holy Lord! Wait, this perfume... I recognize it so much. Are you Glenn Smith?" Amber asked hesitantly, not believing her own words.
Glenn had indeed mentioned it was a special perfume ordered by his family, something that wouldn't be owned by anyone else in the world. Apparently, Amber remembered that too.
"Yes, Amber, what's up? I have a class to attend shortly," Glenn asked, glancing at his watch. From his demeanor, Glenn seemed reluctant to engage with Amber.
Amber felt offended.
Glenn, who never used to belittle her, especially prioritizing lectures, remembered vividly that Glenn was the laziest at studying. That's why she grew increasingly averse to Glenn, seeing him as a lazy man relying solely on his parents' wealth.
Who was this man standing in front of her now, Amber wondered, surprised.
"Oh, it's okay. I just wanted to know if you could accompany me after this? There's a car exhibition—"
"No, find another man you can turn into a puppet, Amber. I'm not interested anymore," Glenn replied firmly, leaving Amber right then, leaving her with her mouth agape.
The rejection echoed in the ears of all the students who witnessed it, and she felt humiliated. That foolish man, Glenn, dared to embarrass her in public!
‘Damn it, how could this simp man refuse my request?’ ‘What's wrong with him?’‘Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning that his attitude is so different?’‘Ugh, as repulsed I am by that man, if I were to lose him, it would be disastrous.’‘I have no other source of funds besides him,’ Amber concluded in disbelief, attempting to pull Glenn back into her charm. "Are you having problems? You seem so different," she whispered, not wanting other students to hear her submissive tone to Glenn. Seeing Amber's softened demeanour, Glenn smirked condescendingly.'I just threatened you a moment ago, and now you're like a puppy with its tail tucked between its legs,' Glenn assessed. He had never felt so happy in his life before. If Amber had treated him like a doormat all this time, now he didn't want anyone to do the same to him. Amber's feigned sweetness wouldn't sway him. No one should trample on him again. ‘Should I play around with her for now? I guess letting her off
She had just gotten crazy inspiration from Jason, but then Amber remembered that she was upset because she had been embarrassed by Glenn in front of the entire campus that day. How could she embarrass herself further by begging for the acceptance of that foolish man? The word 'foolish' she attributed to Glenn left her stunned. She thought about Glenn's appearance today, his way of speaking, body language, clothes, and strikingly different appearance. "Ugh... I don't know; it seems like that foolish man is now hard for me to control," Amber suddenly complained. Jason approached her and affectionately wrapped his arm around Amber's waist. "How could it be, baby... Isn't he so crazy about you like I do? I think he's acting that way to get your attention. He's playing hard to get," Jason instigated in her ear. After that, he gently blew into Amber's ear, arousing her, which made her immediately smirk mischievously and invite Jason to satisfy their desires. After fulfilling their de
After class, Amber didn't go straight to Ms. Eugene as Glenn had ordered but went home first to see her workmaid, Jason's mother. The woman's body was large, and she smelled awful. Amber tried to hold her breath around her.The woman was surprised to see Amber approaching her, it was a mutual agreement that Amber should not be seen close to her while working in her house. Even though Jason's mother knew that Amber and her son were secretly having a relationship, she knew enough not to report it to Mr and Mrs Steel; she was afraid that her job would be jeopardised."Let's swap," Amber pleaded, her eyes watering as she tried to catch her breath. Amber's unreasonable request left Jason's mother stunned."You, let's swap clothes, I wear yours, and you wear mine," Amber pleaded, forcing Jason's mom to pull her shirt off out of impatience. Jason's mom, of course, panicked, afraid of being caught by Amber's parents. Her eyes grew wide when she saw Mrs. Steel approaching them."Take off y
Glenn grinned at Amber's confusion, convinced she was busy finding excuses to avoid him. He still remembers throughout their past marriage, Amber rarely consented to fulfilling his biological needs. Glenn had to coax her, treating her like a queen for a whole week, just to satisfy his desires for a maximum of twenty minutes. Even then, Amber would do it begrudgingly, almost as a formality. If Glenn took too long, Amber would fake a yawn and pretend to fall asleep. His self-esteem was deeply wounded by Amber's behaviour towards him. However, due to his immense love for her, he didn't make much of an issue out of it. For him, as long as his wife remained faithful, he considered her lack of appreciation because of his inability to make her happy. But the fatal accident that befell him reinstated his lost self-confidence. It revealed that the root of the problem wasn't with him but because his wife secretly had another man in her life.Remembering Amber's betrayal, Glenn's eyes sudde
A nurse greeted them at the entrance, her face showing fatigue in a uniform that seemed worn off for a long time. “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Smith,” she greeted weakly, her smile awkward. She looks at Glenn closely. Glenn glanced at his Mother, wondering if she noticed, too. But his mother seemed unfazed, returning the smile to the nurse and entering the hospital. Even at this moment, the hospital seemed extremely unfit to operate in, with outdated equipment, the squeak of rusty wheels on wheelchairs echoing through the corridors, and walls stained with handprints of those who had once touched them. Glenn approached his Mother and whispered, “Mother, remind me again, whose hospital is this? Do I know the owner?” His Mother whispered back, covering her mouth with her purse, “This is Ingrid Langfield's hospital, the widow of Klaus Langfield.” “Klaus Langfield has passed away?” Glenn asked, a bit surprised. He remembered the old man as someone kind and unassuming, who often engaged hi
"Ah, just leave them be, mate," Darren waved off, noticing Glenn's gaze.Darren then handed a can of beer to Glenn. "Thanks," Glenn said as he accepted it. They bantered before taking a sip."You didn't invite Amber?" Darren asked out of the blue, and Glenn just shook his head. Darren's eyes suddenly lit up."Thank goodness... It would've been chaos if she showed up," Darren sighed in relief.Darren gestured subtly towards Jason, the man still engrossed with the woman nearly twice his age.Seeing Darren's reaction to knowing about Amber and Jason's relationship, Glenn felt foolish. If he hadn't realised quickly, he would have continued displaying himself as Amber's lackey, and no one would have stepped up to inform him of his folly.But beyond that, Glenn also realised something new. Initially thinking that Darren would appreciate him bringing Amber, who seemed popular among guys, Glenn now understood a side of Amber that this particular person didn't favour.‘What else about Amber ha
In the car, Glenn was unaware when Hazel rode her bike back; her heart was deeply wounded. While four beautiful women with heavy makeup on either side of him conversed with each other, Glenn's mind wandered back to his earlier encounter with Hazel.As the image of Hazel's drenched clothes crossed his mind again, he unconsciously swallowed hard."Glenn, what are you imagining with that smirk on your face?" teased one of the women, his classmates."Are you picturing us serving you later?" another woman asked, followed by laughter, making the car lively."Who would've thought Glenn could be this wild?" quipped one of the women; Glenn lazily glanced at her."Amber is too greedy in exploiting you, Glenn..." added the woman, her hand caressing Glenn's bare chest.Glenn caught her hand."Shall we continue this later, hmm?" he asked playfully.The four women in the car cheered excitedly. Glenn opened a bottle of champagne for them, fueling their enthusiasm as they shared drinks from the same
Amber hurried back to the small room designated for her near the kitchen, cluttered with cleaning tools. The room was tiny, about the size of a bathroom at home.She shut the door a little forcefully, clearly frustrated. Anger still bubbling inside her, she growled, tossing and scratching at the small bed, kicking and clawing at the pillows to release her pent-up frustration."Men, that was so rude and despicable!""Argh!" she yelled in frustration, pacing back and forth in the room.*Creak*The door suddenly swung wide open, startling Amber and making her clutch her chest. Ms. Eugene stood there rigidly, glaring at her with wide, angry eyes, her displeasure evident on her face."Do you know what time it is?" she scolded coldly.Amber, often at a loss for words in front of Ms. Eugene, stuttered out a response. "Uh, I- I'm sorry, I thought no one else was in the back part of the house."She stepped back as Ms. Eugene approached, closing the door behind her. Ms. Eugene's eyes scanned th