In the dimly lit boutique, Alphonse dedicated himself to his work, the soft swish of his mop a constant in the quiet store. He had taken the job out of sheer necessity, the weight of his mother's medical bills and his own survival pressing down on him.
Each stroke of the mop was a silent vow to overcome the hardships that had befallen him, to rise above the scorn and betrayal of those he once called family.
As he moved with a quiet intensity, lost in his thoughts and the monotony of his task, he failed to notice the entrance of a couple. The boutique, known for its exclusive clientele, was the perfect shopping ground for those draped in wealth and arrogance. Alphonse, absorbed in his work, inadvertently pushed his mop bucket into the woman's path.
The collision was minor, but the woman's reaction was anything but.
"Argh!"
She let out a shriek that pierced the calm atmosphere of the boutique, drawing the attention of everyone present. Alphonse's head snapped up at the sound, his eyes widening in shock as he registered the source of the commotion; It was none other than Vivian.
Vivian's face contorted in anger as she stared down at the water splashed onto her expensive shoes,
"You clumsy fool!" she spat, her lips curling in disgust.
Geoffrey stood beside her, a smirk playing on his lips, clearly enjoying the scene unfolding before him.
Alphonse's heart hammered in his chest, a mix of surprise, pain, and humiliation swirling within him. Seeing Vivian, the woman he had loved, now openly flaunting her disdain for him alongside another man, was a blow he hadn't been prepared for.
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't see—" Alphonse began, his voice barely above a whisper, but Vivian cut him off.
"Of course, you didn't see, you never see anything beyond your own failures," she sneered, her words slicing through the air like a knife.
The other customers, drawn by the commotion, watched with a mix of curiosity and amusement,
"Wow, she's harsh," someone muttered from the back, shaking his head.
Geoffrey leaned in, his voice dripping with condescension,
"It seems you've found your true calling, Alphonse. Cleaning floors suits you better than trying to be part of a family that was always out of your league."
Alphonse clenched his fists at his sides, the knuckles turning white. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and rage,
The urge to lash out was strong, but he knew any outburst would only cost him his job, the only lifeline he had left.
"I'm sorry, Vivian,"
Alphonse repeated, his voice low but firm, attempting to diffuse the situation with dignity.
Vivian's eyes flashed with fury, her voice rising,
"Your apologies mean nothing. Clean my feet!" she demanded, extending a foot clad in an expensive shoe towards him, expecting him to bow down in front of the gathering crowd.
Alphonse felt a surge of anger. The humiliation of her request was more than he could bear.
He stood up straight, locking eyes with Vivian, his resolve hardening,
"I am here to clean the floors, not to serve at your feet," he declared, his voice cutting through the tense silence.
The boutique fell even quieter, if possible, as customers and staff alike absorbed the defiance in Alphonse's stance.
For a moment, Vivian seemed taken aback, her face reddening further, a mixture of anger and embarrassment.
Geoffrey stepped forward, his smirk replaced by a scowl,
"Look at you, standing up for yourself. How quaint," he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.
"Seems you've forgotten your place, Alphonse."
Alphonse's fists clenched at his sides, the urge to lash outgrowing. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within him,
“My place is no longer at Vivian's feet, nor at the mercy of any of you," he retorted, his voice steady but filled with emotion.
Vivian's eyes widened in shock at his audacity. She stepped forward, her hand raised, and before Alphonse could react, she slapped him across the face,
The sound echoed in the boutique, drawing gasps from the onlookers,
"You will regret speaking to me like that," she hissed, her eyes blazing.
Alphonse touched his cheek, feeling the sting of the slap. Anger and humiliation warred within him, but he stood his ground, refusing to give Vivian the satisfaction of seeing him crumble.
Embarrassed and infuriated by Alphonse's defiance, Vivian spun around, her eyes scanning the boutique for the manager. Geoffrey, sensing an opportunity for revenge, placed a comforting arm around her shoulders, though his eyes gleamed with malice.
"Where is your manager? This incompetence cannot stand," Vivian demanded, her voice sharp and commanding. The staff, who had been trying to pretend they weren't watching the scene unfold, suddenly became very interested in the floor.
Geoffrey, enjoying the drama, added fuel to the fire,
"Yes, we must speak to the manager immediately. This is unacceptable behavior from an employee."
A hush fell over the boutique as the manager, a middle-aged man with a perpetually worried look, hurried over. His eyes darted between the angry couple and Alphonse, sensing the tension in the air.
"What seems to be the problem here?" the manager asked, trying to keep his voice steady despite the anxiety clawing at his stomach.
Vivian, her voice dripping with disdain, wasted no time. "Your employee," she pointed a perfectly manicured finger at Alphonse, "has been incredibly rude and even threatened us. We demand action."
Geoffrey nodded in agreement, his smirk now a grim line. "Yes, he was very aggressive. It's unacceptable. We're loyal customers, and if you don't fire him, we'll make sure everyone knows about this. Your reputation will be ruined."
The manager's forehead beaded with sweat as he processed their words. His gaze flickered to Alphonse, who stood firm, though his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles were white.
Alphonse tried to interject,
"That's not what happened—"
But Vivian cut him off with a sharp wave of her hand,
"Are you calling us liars?" she challenged, her eyes flashing dangerously.
The manager, caught between a rock and a hard place, hesitated.
The thought of losing customers, especially ones as influential as Vivian and Geoffrey, sent a chill down his spine,
He swallowed hard, his decision made under the weight of fear and pressure.
"I'm sorry, Alphonse,"
The manager began, his voice betraying the conflict within him. He avoided Alphonse's gaze, focusing instead on a spot just over his shoulder,
"You're fired, effective immediately. We cannot afford to upset our cusotmers."
Alphonse's heart sank. The words hit him like a physical blow, leaving him momentarily breathless.
Alphonse had hoped for fairness, perhaps a chance to tell his side of the story, but reality had other plans."But I didn't—" he began, his voice tinged with desperation, trying to find some understanding in the manager's eyes, but the manager simply raised a hand, cutting him off."The decision is final," the manager stated, a note of regret in his tone that did little to soften the blow, "You need to leave now."At a nearby table, Vivian and Geoffrey shared a look of victory, their scheme having worked flawlessly. The other customers started murmuring, their voices a mix of sympathy, judgement, and indifference."Can you believe that?" whispered one customer to another,"Thrown out just like that.""I heard he was causing trouble," someone else chimed in, eager to spread the rumor.A woman shook her head, whispering to her companion, "Seems harsh. Didn't even let him explain."And from a corner, a man muttered to his friend, "Drama's always good for business, eh? Makes the day g
Alphonse and Peter made their way through the rain-soaked streets, the silence between them thick with anticipation. The plush interior of the limousine felt suffocating to Alphonse, each second stretching longer as his mind swirled with doubts and questions. Was this all a joke? Or a prank?He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the absurdity of the situation, his heart pounding against his chest."Are you okay?" Peter's voice broke the silence, laced with genuine concern.Alphonse clenched his fists, trying to steady his shaking hands, "I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper,"This all feels like some twisted joke."Peter nodded, understanding the turmoil that Alphonse was going through. "I know this is a lot to take in," he said, his tone soft. "But I assure you, it's all true."The limousine pulled up to the hospital, and they quickly made their way inside. The hospital's sterile smell and the sound of distant beeping machines did little to calm Alphonse's
Stepping out of the room together, Peter guided a lost Alphonse to a corner, assuring him that all would be fine."Your mother is brave. You don't have to be worried about her condition. She'll be alright.""Hmm, " Alphonse responded, looking back at the room his mother was in.His head was still welled with the sudden revelation of his identity, leaving him wondering where he has to start from on what to do next.As if Peter Understood his thoughts, he placed his hand on Alphonse's shoulder, gaining the young man's attention back on him. When he looked at Peter..."It's time for you to claim what is rightfully yours, Alphonse. Do come with me and sign on the necessary documents. It's important they are attended to now, " Peter suggested.This felt like a dream to the young man."So, once I sign the papers everything will be..." He paused, trying to accept his new life that's about to change."Yes, everything will be in your name from now onwards. You're your father's heir after all,
Having his mother back home after a long period at the hospital, pleased Alphonse to the core. He couldn't stop himself from giving her all the food she wanted and the care. And Hannah got tired of the care, to the point of pleading with her son to stop."You just returned from the hospital. At least have some more...""No Alphonse. I'm okay my son. I'm really full, " She pleaded, stopping him from spoiling her any further.Her face brightened with smiles as she gave out a chuckle, taking hold of Alphonse's hands.He was already grumbling with her refusal but smiled when he swe her laughing at him."My dear boy. I'm okay. All I need is rest now. Trust me," She said, assuring her son. "Okay " He said, accepting her request. With the help of the maids in the mansion, Hannah was taken to her room to rest, while her son remained back at the living room with his late father's butler, Peter. The two were alone watching Hannah leave, until she was out of sight.Once she was gone, Peter p
"Is everything ready?" Alphonse asked his butler while staring down at an open hall in a well-designed navy blue suit.He and his butler were standing upstairs in the Hall, which they had used in making preparations for the party.This was a popular Hall Alphonse's late father used whenever he wanted to have an event or occasion.It's a well-known hall that the late Edmund's business partners were familiar with and knew the late CEO used for an occasion. Peter, who knows how his old boss does his things, made the arrangement perfectly well according to it, but as per Alphonse's order.The duo were on the top floor of the Hall, watching all the guests coming into the party with delight all over their faces. But that wasn't their main interest."Seems your guests have arrived, Master, " Peter informed Alphonse, signaling to the entrance of the Hall. The young man looked and spotted Thomas, Geoffrey, the man who took his wife from him, his mother-in-law, and Vivian his ex-wife. She w
"I will advise you to leave before I get you thrown out," The fellow, who was the manager of JE Consortium, ordered the family to leave the party or be thrown out. This was something the family had never experienced and never imagined they would find themselves one day.It was clear all over their bodies that they weren't used to such embarrassment. It's their first. Vivian, who still had herself clung to her husband, stood her ground."You can't do this to my family. What do you mean by a mistake? We want to see your boss!""Get out!" The guards yelled at them, grabbing them by their arms and pulling them away."Unhand me! Let go!" Margaret roared, dragging to let go. Thomas was also shouting and demanding the presence of Mr. Edmund."You have made a mistake! My son-in-law and I have bagged a contract with the company! You can't treat us like this!" He roared.Geoffrey couldn't even yell but accept his fate, following the guards who were dragging them out of the Hall. The sight o
"Send that whore away, this instant!" Thomas roared at his son, ordering him to send away the lady he brought. Ivan groaned at his father, and said, "Hell no. Why should she leave? It's not the first time I'll be bringing home a girl. Why tonight? ""Don't disobey me, boy! I said send her out! ""I won't!" Ivan stood his ground, refusing to do as his father wanted. This was beginning to stir up discomfort between the family.Geoffrey, who was watching this, knowing well that he and his wife were arguing before Ivan's arrival, decided to shift all the matter to Ivan's head at once by supporting his father-in-law."Don't speak to your father in that manner. A question was asked and the best you can do is stand against his order?" Geoffrey poked in at once. Now the whole family was against Ivan. All were throwing their questions at him, demanding to know why the young man didn't join them at the function when they asked him to."Tonight was meant to be your father and brother-in-law's
"What... What do you mean by that? Is this some kind of joke?" Vivian questioned her parents as she stared at them in utter disbelief.Thomas and Margaret stared at their daughter back, unable to speak any further about their problem. "You are Broke? A terrible situation? I... Explain clearly because I don't understand what you two are saying. What do you mean by we are broke?!""Vivian, it's not easy to say. We can't even understand how it all happened.""How can't you understand?!" Vivian raised her voice at her father, who was trying to make her calm.But Vivian wasn't ready to be calm after what she heard. She needed to be sure that what they were saying was just a prank and nothing else. She didn't want to believe it. On her right-hand side stood Geoffrey, who had drifted away from his in-laws after hearing them reveal their financial situation. His eyes came bulging out and his forehead broke with sweat. He couldn't utter a word but gaze at Thomas, with his mind thinking a
Four years later “Liana you better stop running or you will fall!" Charlotte called out to her four years old daughter who ran outside as he brother chased her giggling. The twin brother came wheezing past his mother as she gathered their toys which they left haphazardly all over the living room. “Adrian come here right now and put on this jacket, it’s cold outside” she noticed he had not put on his jacket like his sister. Adrian did not come back but she could still hear their laughter outside. As if on cue thier father came downstairs with bed hair, he had just woken up from a nap. “Alphonse please control your children, they’re giving me a hard time today” she complained and picked up the last you. “Good Afternoon to you too Mrs Edmund” he said and kissed her on the cheek before going into the kitchen. He had changed his name officially to his father's name after the gruesome death of Ursula, as a way to keep the name of his father alive. That meant he also had to change h
"Get my bag from the car you incompetent fool and stop staring at me like that" Ursula yelled at the new young man who had been hired two days ago to be her personal body guard and helping hand. "I'm sorry ma'm" he apologized quickly and ran to get her bag. "What's your name? Who hired you?" She asked him in pure anger but before he could reply she turned to the head of her staff, a grumpy looking burly man who stood far away. "Who hired him!" She yelled at the man who ran up to her. "I did" he replied her fearlessly. "What were you thinking hiring someone as useless as yourself?" She insulted the man who only rolled his eyes at her, he was used to her insults by now and was only working for the woman because he needed the money. "He is good at his job, he was recommended by an agency that is very good at recruiting body guards and personal assistants" he said and Ursula looked at him in disgust. "First thing tomorrow morning, get me someone who knows his job and looks a little
A week later. "Baby! Can you get me the sunscreen!" It was not a request and Alphonse knew it so he stopped what he was doing and quickly went to bring the sunscreen for his wife. It was a week after their wedding and they were having their honeymoon in thier private beach house in Monaco, Italy. "Don't you just love how you boss me around?" He bent and kissed her, blocking the sun touching her body which was draped in a bikini. "Are you complaining?" She asked as her hand snaked around his neck and found its was into his hair. "Not at all my love" he said and kissed her again while Charlotte smiled. "How are you loving being back in your hometown?" He asked her as he came around her and sat on the beach bed, popping the lotion bottle open and getting ready to go to work. "My parents met here, and I am loving the fact that I came here with the man I love and married and plan on starting a future with" she said and started to untie the straps of her bikini. "I love you" he remi
“You did that to my mother, ruined my life and my family’s and you have the nerve to stand before God and get married?” Vivian stumbled with a bottle of Alcohol towards the altar. “What is she doing here?” Charlotte asked getting angry at the sight of the other woman. “How did she get in here?” Carla asked dropping her bouquet of flower and stepping forward. "Today I will put my hands on her" she said walking towards her but Everest was quick to stand up and hold his wife. The whole church was turned into an uproar. "Don't do that Carina, sit down" Everest was also holding Carina back. “Father, give us fifteen minutes. I need to get this sorted out” Alphonse said with a sigh. Charlotte looked very sad and angry at the interruption at her wedding. Vivian was ruining the one day that was supposed to be the happiest in her life. “It will be okay baby, I will get her out of here as soon as I can” Alphonse said as he hooked a finger under her chin. Charlotte nodded wordlessly and
"Oh my Lord, you look absolutely gorgeous!" "Stunning!" "You think so?" Charlotte turned with a nervous smile. Both Jennifer, Paul's mother and Hannah, Alphonse's mother came into the room with praises. "We don't think so, we know so honey. You are the most beautiful bride I have seen in a while. Don't let Jillian hear this by the ways" Jennifer said and they all laughed. "I am nervous" Charlotte said and both mothers looked at themselves before coming to seat on each of her side and held her hand. "It is your wedding day baby, it is understandable if you get scared. I mean we both never had weddings at this age but I knew if we had we would be as anxious as you are now, right Jennifer?" Hannah asked Jennifer who quickly nodded. "Right" she replied. "It's okay to be nervous baby, you're leaving your life as a single woman to start new with someone else. But you love him don't you?" Jennifer asked her and Charlotte nodded quickly. "I do" she smiled as the thought of A
"Do you have plans for today?" Alphonse asked Charlotte as he kissed her lovingly.They had just had another bout of morning sex."Not really, I just plan on being lazy all day" she said and hooked one of her legs on his bare waist, their sweat and after sex juice rubbing against each other and staining the sheets."How about you being lazy about me?" He asked and kissed her again."Who else was I supposed to waste my day with?" She giggled as he burrowed his face into her neck."I'm glad I'm the only one on your mind" he said and kissed her cheek again."Mhmm" she laughed and licked her lips."Remember those sundresses you used to like back then?" He asked her and she turned in the bed to face him."Yes""Do you still like them?" He asked her and she smiled."Of course, they're my to go dresses when I want to relax and I planned on wearing one today. Look at the coincidence" she said and Alphonse laughed."Uhhh..." he hesitated and scratched his brow."Spill" she said to him as she k
"Hey honey" Alphonse came into the room with a food tray."Hey" Charlotte sat up on the bed with a smile."Long night is it?" He asked her as he sat down on the bed and placed the food tray gently on by her side."What a gentleman you are Mr Fischer" she said with a giggle."Indeed, to make up for the lost energy of last night" he said to her with a wink and she laughed."It's too early Alphonse" she said laughing "It past one in the afternoon" he told her and her eyes widened."What? I slept that long?" She asked and looked around for her phone or wristwatch."After effects of your little drink with friends" he said and she blushed, covering her face slightly."I had no idea it was going to hit that much, I'm starting to think I was laced. Besides you added to my exhaustion, taking me up against the shower while I stood, if you look at it from my view you also contributed" she said and Alphonse smiled proudly."As long as you are satisfied, I don't care how tired you become. Eat up,
Charlotte chuckled and opened another button. “You are jealous,” she said. "I am" he replied to her quickly with a soft nod. "Why..." she asked, smiling at him . "You know why" he said to her but caught a whiff of wine on her breath and that made him smile. He now knew where she got her confidence from tonight. A bottle. "Are you drunk?" He asked her. Charlotte nodded and stepped back away from him, not knowing what his reaction to that might be. But as she took a step back she swayed a bit and Alphonse reached his hand out to steady her. "I had a little to drink," she said, pinching her index finger and thumb together, showing the extent to which she drank. And that made Alphonse chuckle, she was safe from the truth, mainly because he saw the glaze in her eyes and her smile was too much. But the smile was dropping slowly. "It's been a rough couple of months and I just wanted a time out you know." She explained but Alphonse was looking at her in confusion. She thought Al
"Hello" “I regret the day my poor wife gave birth to you” Cornelius said to the other person on the phone as soon as he picked. "Father" Geoffrey said curtly. "Don't you ever call me that again!" Cornelius yelled as shots fired continuously. "I am sorry it had to come to this" Geoffrey said "You will be sorry when I get my hands on you!" "I wanted to warn you but they had me confined till they were sure they had got to you. Are you okay ...? Are those shots?" Geoffrey's voice went up very loudly. "You make sure you lose the name "Hall" you don't belong to me and you cease to exist the minute you sell me out" Cornelius warned him as a bullet flew past him and stuck in the windshield of the car Levi was speeding through the dust. "Father I am so sorry, if I had known I would get to this I would not have. I was tired of that prison and they said they were only going to capture you" Geoffrey was becoming afraid for his father. "And you fell for that? It's the FBI, you useless bas