DIVORCE PAPERS"I'm tired of this hellhole you call marriage!" Jake read the first line of the letter, unbelief flashing across his features.He squeezed the paper in his hand and shook his head. "No! This can't be right? It's a prank." He faced his wife's secretary, hoping for her to prove the letter wrong.The secretary cleared her throat awkwardly. "Uhmm----- Mr. Ryder, I'm afraid I have more bad news for you." She paused, watching his face closely. "My boss instructed me to also hand over these papers to you." She held out a manila envelope.Jake felt his heart sink. "Papers?" he asked, struggling to maintain his cool. He knew the answer in his hearts of hearts. But he dreaded it.He took the envelope with trembling hands, and his worst fears were confirmed as he saw the words "Divorce papers" written on the front. Blood seized to flow through his veins and he suddenly felt sick in his stomach.He let out a laughter, refusing to believe all of this were true. "This is a joke, righ
Die? Was someone threatening her life? He wondered in fear. "What do you mean?"Darcy was back to her normal self as she started yelling. "Just sign the damn papers, you bastard! She deserves a better husband than you and you know it!"Her words jabbed directly through his heart. The painful thing was that she was right. And he knew it in his heart of hearts. Madison deserved someone better than him."I've heard you!" He said through gritted teeth as he went out the door.Five years of their marriage was going down the drain, he thought, panic shooting through him as he drove down to his office. He couldn't believe that Madison would suddenly want out. It simply wasn't possible, especially with the fact that they'd still shared the same bed up till this morning.His mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions. He trying to figure out what had gone wrong. Somehow, he knew it had to do with Darcy. She'd always been cold and unsupportive of their marriage all these years.What would he do
UNNECESSARY HOSTILITYJake felt like his head was about to pop open and explode. No! He was probably dreaming. This was too much for only him in a day. How could he lose his wife and job on the same day?He had to confirm this expensive prank that his mind was playing on him. "Mr Davis, what do you mean?"The latter glanced at him casually and ignored him. "Guards! Please throw this man out of the building!" He ordered them and walked away.Two burly men barged in and one of them hoisted Jake up. He was being thrown out of the building like trash. He felt like he was going to die as he struggled to stand up. He had lost his wife, his car, and his job on the same day. Now he had nothing left in this world he would just die.Yeah! He was going to end it all. This pain and suffering threatened to choke him down. Just as he was about to step out into the traffic, he felt a hand grab his arm and pull him back."What do you think you're doing!?" The stranger said with urgency."Are you craz
He turned to look back, only to meet a familiar face. It was the one man whom he despised so much, and equally feared. The one man who had always had his eyes on Matilda even before they got married. He shuddered nervously. The bastard was back in town! He bowed slightly, hoping against all hopes that there wouldn't be any trouble between them."Shane!" He said, faking a smile.Shane strode over to him, in his usual proud manner. Jake's heart beat frantically as every step that he took thudded loudly in his head."So you do come to this kind of bank too, huh?." He said, snorting mockingly.Jake knew he was in for it today. But he'd had enough to keep acting like a pushover. All these years, he had been maintaining his cool and enduring all the insults from this bastard all for the sake of Madison. Now he was done with that phase! He was done being a pushover.He scoffed. "Our wealthy Shane must think the bank belongs to only him, huh?"Shane was taken aback by his words. Never in his
PREMIUM GREEN CARDHe couldn't just leave without getting an explanation from the lady. "Miss, is there anything wrong with you? I clearly didn't do anything wrong. Why do you think I'm a criminal?"The lady laughed scornfully. "Why?" She laughed again. "I don't owe you an explanation, okay? Just get your filthy self out of this place! You're corrupting the air around here!"Her words got to Jake. Everyone was staring at him like he was some filthy rag. No! This lady won't get away with these.He brought out the card, flashing it at the lady's face. "I have my card with me. I only came to withdraw money from this bank. Why would you accuse me falsely of being a criminal!" He was shaking with rage and the card accidentally poked the lady's face.She flew into a rage. "You shameless man. How dare you lay your hands on me?." She smacked him hard across his face.The force behind her palm was strangely powerful and Jake could taste blood in the corner of his lips. He grabbed the lady's ha
Jake opened his mouth to ask him that when a loud voice echoed from the stairs."Who the hell is causing a ruckus, here!?" A man climbed down the stairs, walking towards Jake. When he saw Shane, he quickly scurried over, bowing courteously."Mr Adlon, I didn't know it was you." He greeted."Yeah, manager. I'm the one."Shane smiled boastfully, feeling like some big shot. Jake sneered in his heart. Pompous and stupid! He thought.The manager glanced at Jake and when he saw how shabbily dressed he was, he scowled at him. "Who the hell are you to disrupt the flow of activities? I saw you through the cameras." He said. He looked at Shane and quickly added, "How dare you even raise your voice at Mr Adlon. Do you have a death wish!""No! Mr Brown, don't yell at him. He's actually a friend to me." Shane said, suddenly sounding different.Pretender! Jake hissed, his eyes flashing with anger. "Look here, manager! I'm not his friend. I only came here to withdraw cash, but your staff started act
The other customers gasped in shock as they heard what the manager said. It was really a premium green card. How come a man like this has such a card in his possession? He probably stole it. Most of them thought.Shane remained fixed to a spot. His mouth was wide open. He couldn't believe his ears. Why would Jake have such a card? Even as one of the wealthiest men in Canada, he hadn't been able to acquire the card. The card had no credit limit and the holders of such card were limited. Jake must have stolen it or probably it was a fake one.He struggled to maintain his composure as he said, "Mr Brown, are you sure it's the green premium card? I know one when I see it and this doesn't look like the card. Plus, there's no way my friend here would be in possession of such card!"The manager considered it for a while and nodded his head, realizing he made some sense. He turned to face Jake. This time around he chose his words carefully, but he still wasn't entirely sure the card was fake.
Him? A bank robber? The leader at that? It sounded so funny to him that he had to fight hard against the urge to laugh.Before Jake knew what was happening, two muscular arms clamped around him and tackled him to the ground. "Argh!" He groaned in pain."If you dare touch a single hair on his head, I'll slash your fucking throat." A sharp voice sounded at the doorway as the door was pushed open.Two burly men walked in, followed by a man dressed in an expensive tailored suit. He seemed to be in his early thirties and he had a commanding air around him. His gaze looked fierce. He wasn't someone to be trifled with. Fearing for his life, the guard quickly released his grip on Jake.Again, there was an uproar among the customers. "Who was this man?" Many of them whispered."He was definitely wealthy!"He walked elegantly to where Jake was. He offered him a hand and helped him stand. Immediately Jake was on his feet, the man moved an inch backwards and bowed courtly to him throwing the onlo