Stephanie pushed Anderson away from her and dashed across to where Ryan and Brenda were. They were on the last step of the staircase that led to the hall and had stopped to look at her.
"Have you been cheating on me all this while?" She shouted at Ryan. Her face, a mask of anger. She looked at Brenda through the corner of her eyes. "What?" Ryan frowned, completely surprised with her accusation. "If you haven't been cheating on me, there is no way you have gotten involved with her all of a sudden." She looked from Ryan to Brenda. "She is a famous and capable managing director in the city." Ryan wanted to ask her why she would think of something like that but he didn't. There was no use of wasting his energy on an argument with her. "Your slanderous words would be taken to court, Miss Stephanie," Brenda said. She shot Stephanie a cold stare. Does she think she can say whatever she wants to Ryan and get away with it? Not anymore. Stephanie had done enough to Ryan and now that she found her disappeared stepbrother, she won't sit around and watch some woman treat him like a piece of rag. "I totally agree with what Stephanie just said," Anderson who had now joined them said. "You must have been cheating on her behind her back." Anderson wondered why someone, Someone like Brenda, in her right frame of mind would want to have anything to do with Ryan. He folded her arms around his chest and looked at Ryan and Brenda, thinking of what to say to make Ryan look more like the loser he is. "Babe, I think I know why Ryan had the nerve to divorce you. It must be because of this woman. He saw someone else he thought he could cheat," Anderson said. Stephanie tightened her fist. She was about to walk toward Ryan and hit his brainless head, but Anderson held her. "Honey, don't get too angry and stoop to the level of a poor man," Anderson said. With Stephanie getting more worked up, it seems he has succeeded in killing two birds with one stone. "Brenda, I used to think you were a decent woman, how could you do this?" Stephanie blared, seething with rage. Brenda shouldn't have gotten involved with someone like Ryan because… well, because… Ryan wouldn't treat her well. "Babe, isn't it clear how Brenda got to her position now?" Anderson looked at Brenda. He thought about something to say. Anything that would add to the conflict between Stephanie and Brenda and Ryan too, if he tries to butt in. "She must have slept with the higher ups to get to the post of a general manager," Anderson said. He couldn't read the expression on Ryan's face, but the shock on Brenda's face was obvious. In his arms too was Stephanie getting more angry. Nice drama. "Considering the cheat that Ryan is, he must have learnt about it and threatened her. Well, Brenda couldn't disagree so she agreed to do anything to cover her humiliating acts," Anderson said. "You can't afford to get involved with pitiful beings that the two of them are, babe." Ryan couldn't take it anymore. He was okay with anyone insulting him. Of course, he had been for the past three years. But he wouldn't allow anyone to get away with insulting Brenda. With barely noticeable steps, Ryan walked to Anderson and grabbed him by the collar. He took off the sunglasses on Anderson's face and threw it on the ground. Stephanie scrambled away from Ryan in fear as she saw him almost lift Anderson, a 180cm tall guy off the floor with one hand."Apologize for what you just said to Brenda right now," Ryan said in a no nonsense tone.Anderson scoffed. "Never. I only exposed what was going on between you and her. Why should I apologize for that?" If Ryan thinks he can make him do what he wants just because he is holding him slightly by the collar, Ryan should stop fooling… Anderson suppressed a groan as Ryan's grip on his collar tightened."Do all you can. I will never apologize," Anderson said. Although he wished Ryan would release the grip on his collar, he didn't make it obvious in his voice.Ryan lifted him higher. Anderson's feet were no longer touching the ground. A sense of fear overcame him. It slowly turned to one of oppression. One that he had never felt before. He had never thought Ryan had this much power. And somewhere at the back of his mind, Anderson realized that Ryan was no longer the househusband he used to know."I am sorry!" He tried not to yelp out the words."Say it well," Ryan said."I am sorry, Brenda. I
Brenda glanced at Ryan, seeing it as an avenue to have a dance with him. She had not known how to approach him before but Stewart seemed to have provided her with a good opportunity.She glanced back at Stewart. "I only accept one person's invitation."Stewart grinned at her. "Which will be mine?"Brenda turned to Ryan. "Will you dance with me, Ryan?" Ryan smiled at her and nodded. Stewart's mouth hung open as he watched Brenda and Ryan walk to the dance floor. Did Brenda just turn down his invitation because of that poor man?He glanced at his hand and realized that he was still extending it like he did when he had invited Brenda to dance with him. He scoffed, Straightened up and grabbed a cup of drink from one of the waiters walking around. He down the content while staring at Brenda and Ryan on the dance floor.People stared at Ryan and Brenda on the dance floor as they danced. The appearance of the two looked very great as it blended with the lively atmosphere of the party. Rya
Ryan glanced at Brenda and smiled at her. "I will be back," He said.He asked one of the waiters around and he directed him to where the garden was.In the garden, Ryan saw Stewart. His hands were thrust in his pocket.When Ryan got nearer, Stewart took out one of his hands from his pocket, bringing out a bank card. He stretched it to Ryan."There is 300, 000 dollars on this card. Take it and leave the city," Stewart said.Ryan looked at Stewart before looking at the card. He laughed bitterly. He cannot even buy a new pair of shoes with 300, 000 dollars and Stewart is telling him to leave the city with it. Does Stewart think the fact that he appears poor means he cannot reason like the rest of human beings?Stewart smiled proudly when he heard the laughter from Ryan. Right now, he was sure Ryan's mind would be in catastrophe as he thought of what he would buy with all that much money. He would probably think he would become the first rich man in Atlanta with the money in the card."Yo
Ryan leaned on the pole behind him and concentrated on his smoking while he waited for a reply to the message he sent. Stewart glanced at the expressionless face of Ryan. Ryan had not made any attempt to collect the card from him. Does he have to think for such a long period? Even if he has to, he should collect the card from him and go elsewhere to do the rest of his thinking. "Take the card fast before I change my mind," Stewart said, starting to get impatient. Still, he got no reaction from Ryan. Just as Ryan let out the light from the cigarette and tossed it away, one of the bodyguards who had come with the butler earlier today appeared. He was carrying a black box. Before Stewart could say anything, he saw the box flying toward him. His face suddenly stung, and then the entire box of cash hit his head and floated down from above, covering the ground. Green banknot
Stewart didn't need anyone to tell him that he had reached a dead end. Just when he thought Ryan's grip could go no further, it tightened. He couldn't accept defeat. No. Not yet. For God's sake, he is Stewart Hill. He is the guy who can drive any girl crazy with just his smile. So, how can he accept defeat from this poor man?"Fuck, Ryan, you are crazy. I mean…" he paused to catch his breath. "You are mentally ill. Your misery has gotten to your shitty head!" He shouted. He hoped his scream would get someone's attention."Someone help!" He shouted hysterically. "Somebody help me from this madman!" His legs kicked and flailed, but Ryan's grip didn't loosen. "Let me go… you fucking son of a bitch!" He shouted."If my sister wasn't a fucking whore, she wouldn't have met someone like you!" He said in a calmer tone. "She fucking slept around!" "The fact that she is your sister doesn't give you the righ
"Ryan!" Someone shouted. Her voice echoed across the garden.Ryan released his grip on Stewart's neck and turned to see Stephanie. She looked confused as she tried to make sense of what was happening. There were banknotes scattered on the floor and Stewart, now that Ryan had now let go of his neck, was soaked. His hair wet and his face full of shock. He sat on the floor, coughing incessantly.Many people who had been attracted by the intensity of Stephanie's scream had gathered around. "What on earth is happening?" She gave Ryan a look. It was filled with so much anger."Will you open your mouth and tell me what is going on?" She shouted.Ryan did answer her. It didn't look like he had anything to explain to her with the way he put his hands in his pockets.Stephanie crouched down to her brother's level. She lifted his head so that he could look at her. His suit was a mess and his tie
Ryan frowned. "What are you doing?" "You beat someone up and you want to leave?" A man asked. There was a frown on his face."Not just anyone, but one of the Hill family." Another person added.Brenda had checked the time on her phone again. It had been more than half an hour since Ryan had left. Sensing that one of the Hill family members might be trying to get on his nerves again, she had gotten up and headed for the garden, the direction she had seen some people rushing towards.She was surprised by the number of people there. Just like her beauty had attracted attention when she entered the hall, people directed their attention at her as she pulled through the crowd. She saw Ryan surrounded by some angry looking people. Beside him was Stephanie who was looking no less angry than the others. Stewart was on the ground.Brenda stifled a grin as she imagined what Ryan might have
Stephanie swallowed hard at Ryan's words. No one stopped him and Brenda as they left the suddenly quiet place."I need to check the CCTV," Stephanie said when she was able to get her tongue back, which seemed to have been tied by Ryan's accusation. What does he even know that makes him so bold as to accuse her of cheating on him?Stewart jumped up from where he had been sitting. "Is this… necessary?" He asked his sister."Yes." Stephanie turned to the people gathered around her. "Who is in charge of the surveillance camera?"A chubby man came forward. He bowed slightly before leading Stephanie and the curious people who would do anything to know how the case would end.Stewart tried not to show his nervousness as he went with them. The CCTV system wouldn't have recorded audio, would it? If it only recorded the visuals, there would have been footage of Ryan hitting him. Since he had not been able to