Ryan could not help the smile that came on his face as he listened to the woman who used to be his mother-in-law threatening him with divorce.
"Ma'am, I already divorced your daughter. Save yourself the bother," Ryan said. The confusion on her face and the way her veins appeared because of her tight grip on the phone amused Ryan. He has never thought he would be able to get any reaction from her other than disdain and mockery. The call connected and Mrs Hill heard Stephanie's voice at the other end. She wondered if what Ryan just said was true but if it was, then it is a dream come true. Stephanie deserved to be married to a wealthy man. "Stephanie, I can't put up with your husband's attitude anymore. I can't! He is getting more rebellious every second." Mrs Hill saw Ryan sneer and walk away. "Ryan…?" Stephanie asked at the other end. "He disrespected me in front of the society women just because I asked him why he isn't home to cook breakfast. As if that is not enough, he walked out on me. He..." Mrs Hill stopped to take control of her breathing. "Take a deep breath, Mom. Anger isn't good for your health," Stephanie said at the other end. "Stephanie, you should see the way he was dressed like a beggar." Just what would the society women think of her with the stupid way Ryan announced himself to be her son-in-law when no one asked him? "Ryan seems to have forgotten where he came from. He seems to have forgotten he is a poor kid from an orphanage. You should divorce him now before things get worse," Mrs Hill said. "He already divorce me," Stephanie said quietly. At the other end, she looked out through the window. "Better for him because I wasn't going to allow him in the villa after what he just did. We will talk more when I get back home. You are worth more than a beggar like him." Exactly, Stephanie thought when the call ended. She is worth more than Ryan. Ryan claimed to love her, didn't he? If he really did, should he treat her mother with so much disrespect when she only asked him why he had not cooked for the family. He should have known her mother doesn't know about the divorce yet and should have just answered her politely. She had been right after all. All the fake affection that Ryan seemed to be showing to her was just so that he could get some wealth. Because he couldn't get it, his behaviour has changed to the man he really is. She took a glance at her table. There were a lot of files waiting for her attention. If only Ryan had not been stupid to divorce her, he would be here helping her to sort out the files. All she would have needed to do was just to add her signature. She sat down and opened one of the files. She closed it back. Ryan would come back. He really would. He must. *** Ryan stopped a cab. He told the man the address to the Hill Villa and got in. He needed to get his things from the house and leave for good. Forever. The cab man glanced at Ryan through the mirror. Ryan seemed to the man like a gentleman, one that would be in for a conversation. The cab man cleared his throat. "We will be there in the next four minutes." "Okay. Thanks." His voice sounds approachable too. "Have you also heard about it?" The cab man asked. "What?" "The new branch that belongs to the Lopez conglomerate..." Ryan looked sharply at the cab man. That is his surname being mentioned. "What about it?" "All the other companies around here are lobbying to partner with the new branch. It is the talk of the town. All those rich people are trampling over each other just to partner with the new branch…" The cab man laughed. "I can't even enjoy any of my favourite shows on television again. Advert everywhere with the hope of the new Lopez company noticing them." "Really?" "Those rich people. They can't do anything without making life difficult for the lower class," the cab man said. He stopped the car at the traffic light. Ryan couldn't figure out why he was getting excited about the news. He had not wanted to be involved in the company before, but now, it seems interesting. "I wonder who the CEO of the company is. He must be a really powerful folk to have that much control over all the other companies here." Ryan tried not to grin. He sat back in the cab and relaxed. He felt like telling the cab man that he is the CEO but all the sense of pride was replaced by something else at the cab man's next words. "Have you heard that the man that married to one of the Hill family divorced recently?" he continued driving when the light turned green. "Divorce?" Ryan asked, hoping it was not what he was thinking. "The woman he got married to… what was her name?... Stephanie. The man got married to her because he coveted the Hill family's wealth but when he couldn't get any money. Boom. He asked for divorce." The cab man laughed. Ryan looked out through the window. He wanted to end the conversation with the cab man to avoid resurfacing the memory he was trying to bury. "Some men are really shameless. Men ought to work for money and not—" "How many more minutes?" Ryan snapped. "We are here." The car came to a halt. Ryan paid him with his card. As he was about to get out of the car, the cab man stretched another card to Ryan. A business card."I see you are new here, call me if you ever feel stuck. I will be at your service even if it is in the middle of the night," the cab man said. Ryan looked from the cab man to the card. He wanted to ask the man why he thought he would need his service again but he collected it. Inside the car, the cab man had made him two different men, maybe there would be another rumour that would make him a man with three contrasting identities if he spent more time with the cab man. Outside the Villa, Ryan stared at the building for a long time. He's spent six years in this place. He let out a deep breath and went inside, deliberately using the steps instead of the elevator to go inside the room he used to share with Stephanie. He had only taken two steps when he saw a man climbing down the staircase. The man Stephanie had moaned his name. Ryan felt a bile rising in his throat as his eyes met with Anderson's eyes. Anderson grinned at him. Deciding to ignore Anderson, Ryan continued c
"I am not saying you shouldn't call the police if you want, but you should take a look at this first so that you will know who to get arrested," Ryan said. Stephanie glanced from the papers Ryan was holding to him. She wondered what he was up to. She grabbed the papers from him and opened it. Inside was the details of the debts that Anderson owed and something else… she scanned through the evidence She had been drugged the night before. She let out a gasp as she realized who had planned the whole thing. Anderson! There were pictures that had been taken from the CCTV camera of the bar where she had been last night. The bar man had added something to her drink after he was seen with Anderson. "What…?" Her lips quivered. The papers fell from her. She slowly looked at Anderson. "What's wrong?" Anderson scrambled from the floor. He ran up the stairs to where she was and picked the papers from the floor. His eyes scanned through the page. He ran his hand through his ha
After Ryan left, his words seemed to hang on and cause an uncomfortable silence in the room. Stephanie remained where she was, staring at Anderson. But Anderson needed no one to tell him that even though she was staring at him, her mind was faraway. Anderson finally decided to move closer to her. He took a step toward her, but she took two steps backward. "Babe—" "Stop. Don't come closer." She raised her hand to accompany how well she meant what she said. "I am sorry, babe. I didn't do it for my own selfish interest. I did it for you," Anderson said. Noticing Stephanie's puzzled face, he continued talking, adding his excuses together. "I wanted to help you escape this miserable life quickly. Even if you had come to me last night, nothing would have happened between us. I swear. You mean a lot more to me than you can ever imagine," Anderson said. His lies seemed to have some effects on her as her face slowly began to lit up. "Can't you see the freedom you have now? Tha
She hissed, rolled her eyes on Ryan before she looked back at the laptop to continue watching the movie she had been secretly watching. If not for the movie, she would sleep throughout all the time of her shift since nothing happens here except watching very rich people come in and go out."Call the general manager directly and —"The receptionist hit her fist on her desk, interrupting Ryan."Do you have any difficulty in locating the door leading outside?" She asked. Irritation evident on her round face.Ryan frowned. He looked her straight in the eye, waiting for her to do what he asked.When she saw how determined the man dressed in Walmart clothes was, the receptionist picked the phone. She couldn't wait to see him thrown out by the security men. After all these days, maybe she could watch a live drama in the company. She rolled her eyes on the man in disdain again and snorted. He has a real gut. Does he think he is special or something coming here without an appointment?"Ma'am.
"I only want to be the executive director." He noticed her frown, so he added, "you are handling things pretty well. I don't want to intervene.""Alright." She stared at him as he looked at the paintings on the wall. He looked more handsome."I still can't believe you didn't call me…""I said I am sorry, Brenda!" She is such a nag. "If you really are, come with me to a party this evening. And…" She added before Ryan could say anything. "I will get you some new clothes."Ryan chuckled and continued looking at the paintings.Later that evening, Ryan, dressed in the expensive black suit that Brenda had bought for him, drove them to the venue of the party.As he drove, Brenda noted that he looked even more handsome in the suit. "You've been in Atlanta all these while?" She asked."Yeah.""Dated anyone?" Ryan chuckled. "Married and divorced." As he drove, Ryan filled her in on his marriage to Stephanie, leaving out the details of how he was brought into the Hill family. For now, only hi
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
"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