Over a year ago, Bruce had walked into the compound, marveling at how big it was. Who would have thought he would own this place one day?No one.Not even Bruce Ace himself.He looked back at the gate, recalling how he had gotten to the place. The day Jade disappeared with her family, Tricia had claimed ownership of the house. Bruce later discovered that J. J. Fulton, after looking for an eligible buyer for his house for too long, had to sell it to Hugh Steele, someone who he wasn't well acquainted with out of desperation.Hugh Steele had gotten it for his daughter, Tricia, who felt it would be a slap on Jade's face if her family's house was now owned by her.Bruce smirked, remembering the promise he had made to Tricia; ‘you're never stepping your leg into this house. I will make sure of that.’He did make sure of it, because on that very same day, taking advantage of his identity as Astor Ace's son, he showed interest in the hou
Bruce frowned.He hated that voice. It came from a woman that contributed to the hatred he had for women."Bruce." The lady was closer to him. As she spoke, he could feel her breath on his neck. "You're the one, right? Can you please turn around so I can confirm if—""Get lost," Bruce chipped in."I know I have wronged you, but please forgive me. At least, I would feel less guilty if you do.""You deserve something worse than a guilty conscience." Bruce turned around and faced her. "Claire, you deserve every bit of the treatment you got from that animal in the form of a man."Bruce turned away from her and continued walking."I know that I do, but can you please forgive me?" Claire asked, tailing behind him."Go back to Cole. Stop disturbing my life," Bruce snarled."The Fulton?" Claire scoffed. "He turned out to be a really big jerk. He was however a big jerk at first anyways. I was just desperate and
"B. A. Ace has struck again. Earlier today, an unconscious young woman was taken out of Bruce's hotel room. No one knows what had transpired but according to B. A. Ace, she was an assassin sent to kill him. He defended himself and she got hurt. However, most people around the hotel believe that the young lady only wanted to get closer and not assassinate him.""That black faced devil," a lady in her late twenties said, shaking her head in disapproval. She was a worker of AAB groups and like other workers she was on a break. Bruce was in their midst and he listened as they insulted him without having the slightest idea that he was amongst them."I'm sure he made up the tale of the lady trying to assassinate him," a male worker said. "How would a woman kill a full grown man like him?""Women are more dangerous than you think," Bruce chipped in."Are you saying this because your rich wife left you?" Max, a male worker, said scornfully and everyone around laughed. "Everyone expected it.
"Take a look at who you're referring to as Bruce Ace. Whenever he comes to work here, he works like an elephant and eats like an ant. His allowance is small compared to how hard he works. Why would Astor Ace's son work that hard when he has more than enough money? I thought you all refer to him as a nobody. How can a nobody be Astor Ace's son?"Bruce turned to see who was talking— it was Claire. He frowned when he saw that like yesterday, she was carrying a food basket."The woman who is crazy enough to be obsessed with Jade Fulton's useless ex-husband is right," a co-worker of Bruce said, then she eyed Bruce Ace from head to toe. "Take a look at him. Nothing about him suggests that he is rich. He got a fairly good job despite how much he does not deserve it but he still looks like a houseboy. Some people are not just meant to have money and those people are people like Bruce.""Yes," another co-worker agreed. "The similarities must have been a coincidence.Bruce heaved a sigh of reli
Bruce bent before her, hoping that she was still alive. He frowned.He hated the fact that despite how hard he tried to get rid of his conscience, it was still there. Claire sat up straight. Seeing that she was Okay, he straightened up and she raised her hands gesturing to him to help her up."You can get up yourself," Bruce said glaring down at her."You've injured me. The least you can do is to at least help me to my feet because I can't get up myself.He grabbed her hand and dragged her up."Leave my office," Bruce said immediately.Claire went inside instead. "This is a really nice office," she said, looking around, ignoring the glare she got from Bruce."The last person that dared to walk into my space without my permission is in the hospital now, battling between life and death."Your evil deeds shouldn't be something you should be proud of," Claire pointed out."Get out.""You're B. A. Ace, aren't you? What the lady said was right, wasn't it?" Claire frowned. "Why wasn't I sm
"I'm B. A. Ace. Yes, Bruce Ace, Jade's ex-husband is B. A. Ace." "Just switch it off," Mr. Archibald cried out, frowning, referring to a video of Bruce confessing his true identity to the whole world. Despite how he, Mr. Archibald tried to stop him. Bruce acted out of impulse and confessed who he was to the whole world. "That's the cringeiest revelation ever."Bruce nodded in agreement. "I used to think that my reveal would be a really big event. I never thought it would be so casual.""The responses however are not casual," Mr. Archibald pointed out. "Journalists are everywhere around. Your workers can neither leave nor come in. The situation is critical.""Those workers of mine deserve it. I pray the reporters never leave so they can starve," Bruce said nonchalantly.Archibald frowned. "Fulton's mansion which you had gotten is filled with journalists. One of them jumped into the compound through the fence despite the heavy security. The property there is not safe.""Jade deserves
Tricia widened her eyes in shock on hearing what Bruce said. Claire smirked and walked majestically with Bruce into the car."Leave the way, else I'd hit you," Bruce warned.Tricia who disbelieved that Bruce would attempt to hit her stood before the car, daring Bruce.Bruce frowned. Without wasting time, he started the car and drove toward her. Tricia, seeing that Bruce cared less about hitting her, jumped out of the way and escaped an accident at the last second. Bruce drove off without looking back to check whether or not Tricia was hurt.Claire looked back, surprised at how brutal Bruce had become. She recalled how he had almost killed her by pressing the door against her without mercy. At that moment, Claire realized that he was more than deserving of the name, black faced devil. Bruce turned to Claire and Claire, who had been staring at him, looked away. Immediately Bruce stopped driving and opened the passenger door, the door of her seat.Claire, confused at his actions, turne
"Oh, I'm bad." Bruce smirked. "Just that you don't know how bad I've become.""I just want you to find a girl. Any girl. Just make sure she gives you a child that can inherit your property.""I can adopt a child," Bruce said as a matter of fact and Mr. Archibald frowned. "It's better you have yours.""You're not the one to tell me what or what not to do.""I mean the best for you. Get married. Don't make me force you to get married.""No lady in her right senses would be willing to marry me. She would go through hell," Bruce said"Well, Hugh Steele had indicated interest in becoming your father in law. I heard his daughter feels the same and you—""Just stop." Bruce frowned. "If I ever get married, Tricia would never be part of the list. She is pure evil.""Well that makes the both of you," Mr. Archibald said, rolling his eyes.Bruce turned to him abruptly. "Thought you said I was only pretending to be bad.""You just told me you aren't. That I don't even have an idea of how bad you ar