"Seems he's around." The excitement in her voice stung Anderson, a sharp reminder of how quickly she had moved on.
She looked at Anderson one last time, without a symptom of regret. "Bye," she said, almost casually, as if they were parting after a trivial argument. Without another word, she opened the door and exited the room, Anderson stood there, watching. His heart ached, not just from the betrayal but from the realization that this was truly the end. The woman he had loved, the life they had built together, had all been swept away in a matter of moments. As he lowered his gaze to the divorce papers on the table, a flood of memories rushed back—the little happy times, the shared dreams, the forever wishes that now felt like a lifetime ago. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as if to cleanse himself of the last few painful moments. He opened his eyes and walked out of the room without taking another glance back. As he stepped outside, the warm rays of the morning sun greeted him with a comforting warmth. He smiled and walked a few steps when his phone rang. He reached into his pocket and answered, his voice steady and calm. "Yes, bring them here, I'm waiting" he said in a different but confident tone. It was not up to a minute when four black Lamborghinis drove out from nowhere and stopped before the Ellington villa About twenty men dressed in black suits rushed out from the car to where he stood, forming a straight line. They all bowed and greeted him well " Welcome Boss. Mr Eduardo sent us here to receive you! "They said, greeting him properly. He smiled with a gentle nod as he acknowledged their presence. People around stopped to watch the impressive display of wealth happening before their eyes. They figured he must be someone important and kept wondering who he was. The car door opened again and a young lady in a pretty blue dress came down. " Good morning, Mr Denfield" she smiled gently as she walked closer to him. Anderson smiled as he watched her approach. He was quite surprised to see her as he wasn't expecting her. She was his father's secretary and it's been years since he last saw her. " Ahh, Cassanova. What are you doing here? It's so nice to see you. " He brightened, taking his hand to his chin. " Actually, your father heard you of your arrival in Bedford City and he is desperate to see you " she said. Anderson chuckled quietly. He had been expecting this since he had Eduardo make the announcement two days ago. He chuckled. " Fine, let's go. People are staring to gather." He said and bent into the car. Casanova, noticing this, got into the car after him and the men followed suit. This stunned the guards at the estate entrance as they had always known him to be someone with no value. As the car moved under their feet , Anderson turned to her with a smile. " He must be soo up in arms with me, haha" he laughed shortly Casanova nodded. " Yeah, do you know the kind of trouble he had to go through to find your location? He had to force it out of Eduardo's mouth before we could find you. Don't tell me you're getting cold feet about seeing him? Eagle Eye." " How dare you mention that! " he shouted with his voice slightly raised. " Ohh, I'm sorry" she covered her mouth with both hands, realizing her mistake. He relaxed back, calming his breath, allowing silence to dominate the ride. Few minutes later, Anderson sat in an opulent beautiful living room waiting. His eyes moved through the classic statues and expensive sculptures placed in significant points of the room. A smile drew at the corner of his lips as he checked his wristwatch. His father loved to keep people waiting. Guess some things never change. Some minutes later, Mr Denfield came out of one of the rooms with a smile, there was a file in his hand. He sat down facing him. " Anderson, it's been ages. Glad you honoured my call and decided to show up " he said while dropping his phone on the table. " It's alright, Dad. Just been busy, you know." Anderson replied. Mr Denfield smiled and picked his file, going through it. " Hmm," he cleared his throat while looking up from his file. " Anderson, there will be a financial planning conference this afternoon at one of our top establishment and I need you to be there in my place." He said then scanned Anderson's eyes for any sign of emotion. " What time?" " Casanova will text you the details before you leave, I hope you are ready" " Yes, I still have time to spare. You don't have to worry. Is there anything else? " Mr Denfield dropped his file. " That's all for now, and while you're in town, make time to visit your grandma, she has been asking about you a lot lately" Anderson smiled and got up. " I will, father. As soon as I'm less busy." " That will be all, and I do hope you are going to be here for a while." He asked him and Anderson nodded gently. " The driver will take you there" " Okay, father. I'll take my leave now" Anderson replied and walked out. As soon as he stepped out, he got into a waiting car, and it drove out of the estate. The guards saluted the car on its way out. Anderson relaxed comfortably on the neck rest when his phone beeped. He opened it. * Megafield Corporation. 2 pm. * At the same time, his phone rang. " Boss! " A man's joyful voice came from the other side as he picked. " Eduardo " Anderson smiled back. " Sire, I've really missed you. I'm so glad you're back. I've been managing the assets under your name worth trillions and the eighty companies well and I'm happy it flourished greatly in my care. Now you're fully here, I'll be moving everything back to your name "Eduardo said. " Chill. Hold on to them for a while, I don't think I'm ready to manage such stress for now." The voice let out a sigh " She really hurt you badly, huh. She's been messing with your emotions, Boss. Should I cut off our company partnership with her?" He had told Eduardo to secretly help Ashley's company for the past three years. It was because of him, she got to where she was today and she may never know it. Her becoming one of Bedford City's top magnates won't have become a reality but a far fetched dream. And yet, She took it all for granted. " Not now, let her be." Anderson answered calmly. He didn't feel anything towards her but didn't want to make her lose all her hard work. The least he could do is make sure she's never getting help from him in any way, ever again. " Got it, Boss. How long are you planning on staying here? Should I make a reservation? " " I'll be here for a while and I'm trying to avoid public places so I think you can prepare one of my penthouse instead." " Ok, Boss." " Good, I just sent you a text, I've to be there before 2 pm for a meeting. Can you give me the details?" " Ohhh, Megafield Corporation? It is the biggest company in Bedford City and has a net worth of 40 billion. And it is just one of the seven companies your father put in your name, here in Bedford City. I'll send their details over." Anderson smiled as he remembered. " Megafield Corporation? Interesting." It was one of his most proud accomplishments during his early days as a fast rising entrepreneur. " When should they be expecting you there, sire?" " This is almost 2 pm so I should be there soon "Anderson replied, adjusting well on his seat. " Understood, I'll send Raymond to treat you well when you arrive." Anderson smiled and dropped the call. He looked outside the tinted window and sighed. He couldn't believe three years had passed and he barely noticed. He had given everything up for Ashley and she poked him in the back in return. He smiled as he went down memory lane to that night, three years ago. That night, they first met.That night, Anderson had just arrived in Bedford City for a secret meeting with one of his associates when he was attacked. He managed to escape and was running in the empty street with his white shirt soaked with blood. When he couldn't walk anymore, he collapsed to the floor and was slowly losing consciousness when a girl walked up to him, looking him in the eye. His vision was blurry and her voice echoed softly in his ear. He thought he was caught and smiled painfully and his world went dark shortly after. By the time he opened his eyes, he met a pair of black hazel eyes staring at him. He thought it was a dream. He was meant to be dead by now. He rubbed this eyes gently to see it was the same girl, staring at her with the same loving eyes as she did the night before.that girl was Ashley. During his healing process, they fell in love. He decided to give up his life for her and placed Eduardo in charge of all his business, living a simple poor life. He went undercover a
Ashley and Alex walked hand in hand through the magnificent halls of Megafield Corporation. " So you mean this deal is worth millions? Wow" Ashley asked in awe and Alex nodded with a smile. " We don't have to worry. The director in charge, Raymond Baker is an old friend. I'm rest assured the contract is mine " he said and chuckled. " That's great news, and there's something I need you to know" " What is it, bae " Alex turned to look at her with loving eyes. "Our wedding plans. You still haven’t met my dad. He wants to go over everything with you." Her voice turned pleading. Alex chuckled. " Tell him I'll be visiting soon. I'll create time in a couple of days to meet him. Is that fine by you? " His smile made her smile sheepishly. " Thank dar— " her voice was cut short when she saw him. ANDERSON!! Her shout echoed through the hall, drawing curious stares. Anderson turned to them. They had gotten to where he stood and gave him a look of disgust. " What are you doing here?" S
" You must be Raymond Baker, the acting general manager,” Anderson started to smile as he talkedRaymond smiled nervously, his hands clasped together. “You honor me, sir. I’m just a loyal servant of the Denfield family,” he said humbly, bowing slightly.Anderson’s reputation preceded him—a man known for wielding power with an iron fist. One word from him could elevate or obliterate a career. Raymond knew this too well and he planned to impress him well on their first meeting. What if I say the wrong thing? What if the numbers I presented aren’t enough? The thought sent a cold shiver down his spine." You are actually doing well, Ray. I'm impressed with the statistics and reports I have received so far. " Anderson smiledHe had heard rumors of Anderson to be heartless and ruthless but he was seeing the total opposite.“Thank you, Mr. Denfield,” Raymond was flustered. He had braced himself for a rich , arrogant tyrant, but Anderson’s humble attitude caught him off guard. The rumo
She realized that they were business proposals, love letters and appreciation letters from prestigious individuals in the country.She looked at names on the letters carefullyPrincess Maria of Massachusetts.Avalora Hearthway, the current president of Newark Industries.Flora James.Zara Madonna.Kelly Sutton Johnny DeepHer anger grew with each letter.These were names she knew too well.They were all important figures and find it hard to believe they could write to Anderson.Her anger got the best of her and she ripped the crest off one of the envelopes. She unfolded the thick, cream-colored paper inside and froze as her eyes scanned the elegant handwriting.The words were short, precise, and devastating.To Mr. Anderson Denfield,This is a reminder of your upcoming transfer of $10 million to the orphanage project in Bedford City, as per your monthly commitment. Your generosity continues to inspire.Her fingers trembled as she moved to the next envelope, unable to stop herself. T
The next morning was a Tuesday and Anderson smiled as he dressed himself up in a white shirt and designer jeans. He had spent the night at his father's mansion for easy convenience for their meeting.He checked his wrist watch and knew his father would be up by now.He had decided to use the project to keep himself busy while in town. It has been an easy cake convincing the investors to approve the expansion and acquisition projects and now the only thing left is his father approval. He knew his father too well — a man who doesn't like to do things without clear reason.His phone beeped and he picked it.It was from Eduardo.*** Good morning lad. hope you had a fun time with the ladies.Your old man is up.Tell me how it goes when you are done.See you soon. ****Anderson smiled at the thought of the 'ladies' Eduardo mentioned—ones he had promptly sent away the night before.He suddenly remembered Eduardo's words" All work no play makes Jack a dull boy... Don't be like Jack, An
The plump maid carefully set the first bottle on the table and uncapped it. The old man glanced at the bottle for a moment before taking it from the maid’s hand. He gave it a brief shake, then placed it on the table in front of him. The drugs seemed a bit too excessive for consumption to Anderson but he chose to keep quiet. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, son,” Mr. Denfield said quietly, “but these are just part of my life. One must adapt, just as one adapts to running a company" Anderson smiled back, waiting for him to finish. The maid poured the water into the glass and passed it to Mr. Denfield, who took it without a word. Anderson watched, trying to hide his concern. “Dad…” Anderson began. " I'm sure Eduardo filled you in on the reason why I'm here. I came for the approval. I’ve got investors waiting, and this project can’t move forward without your word.” " Hmm, " Mr. Denfield paused for a moment. “You don’t think I know that, son?” he murmured, pouring the pill int
Anderson turned reluctantly, plastering a polite smile on his face. His grandmother, Eleanor Denfield, swept into the room with the energy of someone half her age, her floral dress swishing around her. Despite her petite frame, her presence filled the room. “Grandma,” Anderson said, stepping forward to meet her halfway. “I wasn’t expecting you here.”“Clearly,” Eleanor said with a knowing smirk, pulling him into a tight embrace. “You’ve been avoiding my calls, haven’t you? Naughty boy. ”Anderson chuckled nervously, his eyes darting to his father, who was still seated with an amused expression. “I’ve been busy, Grandma. You know how it is.”“Busy, my foot,” Eleanor scoffed, releasing him and holding him at arm’s length to inspect him. “You look thin. Are you eating properly? And why haven’t you called your grandmother to say hello?”“Grandma, I’m fine,” Anderson assured her, shifting uncomfortably around her “I’ve just had a lot on my plate lately.”Eleanor’s sharp eyes narrowed. “
“I don’t know what you’re implying, Alex,” Raymond said slowly. “But I can’t contradict decisions made at the highest level. If the detectives have evidence against you, it’s not my place to intervene.”Alex smiled, a slow, deliberate grin that crept across his face as he rolled his fingers over the small round clock on Raymond’s desk. The ticking filled the silence, an odd contrast to the tension that thickened the air. The room felt still, all eyes on him—Jenna, the detectives, even Raymond—all waiting for the next move.Raymond didn’t flinch. He remained seated, his gaze steady on Alex, but his irritation was growing. He didn’t quite understand what Alex was doing, but he knew it wasn’t good.The seconds ticked by. The air grew heavier. Alex wasn’t in any rush, as though he knew something the rest didn’t. He was letting the silence stretch, turning it into a kind of pressure that only he seemed to control.Raymond sighed, shifting in his seat. His patience was starting to wear thin
“I don’t know what you’re implying, Alex,” Raymond said slowly. “But I can’t contradict decisions made at the highest level. If the detectives have evidence against you, it’s not my place to intervene.”Alex smiled, a slow, deliberate grin that crept across his face as he rolled his fingers over the small round clock on Raymond’s desk. The ticking filled the silence, an odd contrast to the tension that thickened the air. The room felt still, all eyes on him—Jenna, the detectives, even Raymond—all waiting for the next move.Raymond didn’t flinch. He remained seated, his gaze steady on Alex, but his irritation was growing. He didn’t quite understand what Alex was doing, but he knew it wasn’t good.The seconds ticked by. The air grew heavier. Alex wasn’t in any rush, as though he knew something the rest didn’t. He was letting the silence stretch, turning it into a kind of pressure that only he seemed to control.Raymond sighed, shifting in his seat. His patience was starting to wear thin
Anderson turned reluctantly, plastering a polite smile on his face. His grandmother, Eleanor Denfield, swept into the room with the energy of someone half her age, her floral dress swishing around her. Despite her petite frame, her presence filled the room. “Grandma,” Anderson said, stepping forward to meet her halfway. “I wasn’t expecting you here.”“Clearly,” Eleanor said with a knowing smirk, pulling him into a tight embrace. “You’ve been avoiding my calls, haven’t you? Naughty boy. ”Anderson chuckled nervously, his eyes darting to his father, who was still seated with an amused expression. “I’ve been busy, Grandma. You know how it is.”“Busy, my foot,” Eleanor scoffed, releasing him and holding him at arm’s length to inspect him. “You look thin. Are you eating properly? And why haven’t you called your grandmother to say hello?”“Grandma, I’m fine,” Anderson assured her, shifting uncomfortably around her “I’ve just had a lot on my plate lately.”Eleanor’s sharp eyes narrowed. “
The plump maid carefully set the first bottle on the table and uncapped it. The old man glanced at the bottle for a moment before taking it from the maid’s hand. He gave it a brief shake, then placed it on the table in front of him. The drugs seemed a bit too excessive for consumption to Anderson but he chose to keep quiet. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, son,” Mr. Denfield said quietly, “but these are just part of my life. One must adapt, just as one adapts to running a company" Anderson smiled back, waiting for him to finish. The maid poured the water into the glass and passed it to Mr. Denfield, who took it without a word. Anderson watched, trying to hide his concern. “Dad…” Anderson began. " I'm sure Eduardo filled you in on the reason why I'm here. I came for the approval. I’ve got investors waiting, and this project can’t move forward without your word.” " Hmm, " Mr. Denfield paused for a moment. “You don’t think I know that, son?” he murmured, pouring the pill int
The next morning was a Tuesday and Anderson smiled as he dressed himself up in a white shirt and designer jeans. He had spent the night at his father's mansion for easy convenience for their meeting.He checked his wrist watch and knew his father would be up by now.He had decided to use the project to keep himself busy while in town. It has been an easy cake convincing the investors to approve the expansion and acquisition projects and now the only thing left is his father approval. He knew his father too well — a man who doesn't like to do things without clear reason.His phone beeped and he picked it.It was from Eduardo.*** Good morning lad. hope you had a fun time with the ladies.Your old man is up.Tell me how it goes when you are done.See you soon. ****Anderson smiled at the thought of the 'ladies' Eduardo mentioned—ones he had promptly sent away the night before.He suddenly remembered Eduardo's words" All work no play makes Jack a dull boy... Don't be like Jack, An
She realized that they were business proposals, love letters and appreciation letters from prestigious individuals in the country.She looked at names on the letters carefullyPrincess Maria of Massachusetts.Avalora Hearthway, the current president of Newark Industries.Flora James.Zara Madonna.Kelly Sutton Johnny DeepHer anger grew with each letter.These were names she knew too well.They were all important figures and find it hard to believe they could write to Anderson.Her anger got the best of her and she ripped the crest off one of the envelopes. She unfolded the thick, cream-colored paper inside and froze as her eyes scanned the elegant handwriting.The words were short, precise, and devastating.To Mr. Anderson Denfield,This is a reminder of your upcoming transfer of $10 million to the orphanage project in Bedford City, as per your monthly commitment. Your generosity continues to inspire.Her fingers trembled as she moved to the next envelope, unable to stop herself. T
" You must be Raymond Baker, the acting general manager,” Anderson started to smile as he talkedRaymond smiled nervously, his hands clasped together. “You honor me, sir. I’m just a loyal servant of the Denfield family,” he said humbly, bowing slightly.Anderson’s reputation preceded him—a man known for wielding power with an iron fist. One word from him could elevate or obliterate a career. Raymond knew this too well and he planned to impress him well on their first meeting. What if I say the wrong thing? What if the numbers I presented aren’t enough? The thought sent a cold shiver down his spine." You are actually doing well, Ray. I'm impressed with the statistics and reports I have received so far. " Anderson smiledHe had heard rumors of Anderson to be heartless and ruthless but he was seeing the total opposite.“Thank you, Mr. Denfield,” Raymond was flustered. He had braced himself for a rich , arrogant tyrant, but Anderson’s humble attitude caught him off guard. The rumo
Ashley and Alex walked hand in hand through the magnificent halls of Megafield Corporation. " So you mean this deal is worth millions? Wow" Ashley asked in awe and Alex nodded with a smile. " We don't have to worry. The director in charge, Raymond Baker is an old friend. I'm rest assured the contract is mine " he said and chuckled. " That's great news, and there's something I need you to know" " What is it, bae " Alex turned to look at her with loving eyes. "Our wedding plans. You still haven’t met my dad. He wants to go over everything with you." Her voice turned pleading. Alex chuckled. " Tell him I'll be visiting soon. I'll create time in a couple of days to meet him. Is that fine by you? " His smile made her smile sheepishly. " Thank dar— " her voice was cut short when she saw him. ANDERSON!! Her shout echoed through the hall, drawing curious stares. Anderson turned to them. They had gotten to where he stood and gave him a look of disgust. " What are you doing here?" S
That night, Anderson had just arrived in Bedford City for a secret meeting with one of his associates when he was attacked. He managed to escape and was running in the empty street with his white shirt soaked with blood. When he couldn't walk anymore, he collapsed to the floor and was slowly losing consciousness when a girl walked up to him, looking him in the eye. His vision was blurry and her voice echoed softly in his ear. He thought he was caught and smiled painfully and his world went dark shortly after. By the time he opened his eyes, he met a pair of black hazel eyes staring at him. He thought it was a dream. He was meant to be dead by now. He rubbed this eyes gently to see it was the same girl, staring at her with the same loving eyes as she did the night before.that girl was Ashley. During his healing process, they fell in love. He decided to give up his life for her and placed Eduardo in charge of all his business, living a simple poor life. He went undercover a
"Seems he's around." The excitement in her voice stung Anderson, a sharp reminder of how quickly she had moved on.She looked at Anderson one last time, without a symptom of regret. "Bye," she said, almost casually, as if they were parting after a trivial argument. Without another word, she opened the door and exited the room, Anderson stood there, watching. His heart ached, not just from the betrayal but from the realization that this was truly the end. The woman he had loved, the life they had built together, had all been swept away in a matter of moments. As he lowered his gaze to the divorce papers on the table, a flood of memories rushed back—the little happy times, the shared dreams, the forever wishes that now felt like a lifetime ago. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as if to cleanse himself of the last few painful moments. He opened his eyes and walked out of the room without taking another glance back.As he stepped outside, the warm rays of the morning sun gr