Chapter Thirty-Six: Moving On already. Chris was deep in thought, reviewing some paperwork in his office, when his secretary, Laura, knocked on the door and stepped inside. "Mr. Brown, you have a meeting scheduled with the manager at BMW in an hour. They're going to be sponsors for the new show Loreta is starring in," Laura reminded him, holding a neatly organized folder. Chris nodded, a slight smile on his face. "Thank you, Laura. That reminds me, I need to buy a new car.” “The distance from my new place to the company is too far to be taking taxis every day." "Would you like me to arrange for a test drive?" Laura asked. "No need, I'll handle it. I'll combine the meeting with some car shopping," Chris replied, standing up and grabbing his jacket. An hour later, Chris has arrived at the BMW dealership, the taxi he entered wheezing as it parked in front of the building. As he approached the glass doors, he noticed a group of sharply dressed salespeople bustling around insid
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Cars and Husbands Stephany stood awkwardly between Chris and Greg, the tension palpable as the two men glared at each other. She glanced around the showroom, hoping for some sort of distraction. Her eyes landed on a familiar face – Natasha, a classmate from college. Natasha was standing side by side with her husband, a wealthy business tycoon known for his successful chain of luxury hotels."Natasha!" Stephany called out, waving her hand.Natasha noticed her and beamed, walking over with her husband. They moved with an air of elegance and confidence, clearly enjoying each other’s company."Stephany! It’s been ages!" Natasha exclaimed, hugging her. “Meet my husband, Alexander. He’s here to buy me a new car."Stephany smiled politely, though a pang of envy struck her. Natasha had landed herself a rich and supportive husband who was about to buy her a luxury car."Nice to meet you, Stephany," Alexander said warmly, shaking her hand. "And who are your friends
Chapter Thirty Eight: You are my wife Chris stood firm, his face calm but his eyes resolute. "Well, you know what?" he said, his voice cutting through the laughter. “I had come here with the thought of buying your latest BMW M series, but the customer service in this company is very terrible. I will no longer buy it."Natasha and Greg burst into laughter, the salesman joining in, their amusement echoing through the showroom. Their derision attracted the attention of other customers and staff."How could I have known that you were going to say something stupid like this?" Greg sneered, shaking his head.Natasha smirked, adding, "Chris, you couldn’t even afford a bicycle, let alone an M series. Who are you kidding?” Natasha who’s been hearing so much about Chris found it ridiculous the most. “Have you suddenly become a thief because I can’t possibly think of where you could get such money, is it with the 100 dollars allowance?”“Just because you can’t think of a way doesn’t mean the
Chapter Thirty Nine: President Hunting After Stephany left the building, Natasha and her husband were escorted by a staff member to see the cars and pick the one they wanted. The salesperson had been instructed to give them a good discount, ensuring they had an excellent experience.Meanwhile, Greg gathered some of BMW’s senior staff to brief them once more about the impending visit from the president of MTD. He emphasized the importance of this meeting and how they should welcome him with the utmost respect. Neatly standing in a straight line, they wore broad smiles and awaited his arrival.But half an hour passed, and no one showed up. The staff began to shift uncomfortably, their smiles faltering as the minutes ticked by. Greg, growing increasingly impatient, retreated to his office and dialed MTD."Hello, we fixed an appointment to meet the president at 12 pm, but it’s already two-thirty and he’s not here. Is there a change of plans?" Greg asked, trying to keep his frustratio
Chapter 40: A Humbling ExperienceGreg’s heart nearly stopped when he saw Natasha peeping through the glass window. Panic flickered across his face as he abruptly stood up, trying to compose himself."Did I tell you to stand up?" Chris's voice cut through the air like a whip.Greg immediately apologized, his face flushing with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, sir," he stammered, moving to get back on his knees.Chris stopped him with a dismissive wave. "Don't. Instead, take care of her," he nodded towards Natasha, "and make sure she doesn't find out who I am. I want to keep a low profile."Of course, Greg was quick to understand. He was a sharp man, and he knew exactly what to do. He stepped out of the office, pasting a genial smile on his face as he approached Natasha."Natasha, how can I help you?" he asked, his tone smooth and unperturbed.Natasha eyed him suspiciously. "Why were you kneeling in front of Chris? What's going on?"Greg feigned a laugh. "Oh, nothing serious. Something fe
Chapter Forty one; The Unexpected Return Chris ended his call with Stephany, confirming that he would be back the next day. He was looking forward to seeing her, despite the tension that had brewed between him and her family. The next morning, the Preston household was tense. Eleanor Preston was quietly scolding her daughter in the living room. Her voice was low but harsh, filled with disdain for her son-in-law. "Why are you letting him come back, Stephany? He’s useless! Greg is a far better suit for you," Eleanor said, her eyes narrowing as she paced the room. The frustration in her voice was palpable. Stephany shrugged, trying to hide her discomfort. "I don’t want to divorce him just yet, Mom. He’s got a job now, at least he’s trying. And he did save me from Bradley." Eleanor scoffed. "So what? We've done so much for him, what he did is nothing in comparison. I still don't agree." "Mom, you have to understand," Stephany began, trying to reason with her mother. “Chris has c
Chapter Forty Two: Unwanted Reunion Chris had barely settled in his room when the doorbell rang. Stephany's friend Sandra had come to visit. It had been a while since Sandra had come over, and there was a reason for that. Ever since her uncomfortable encounter with Chris at the Pinnacle Lounge.She had inadvertently discovered his true identity in an embarrassing way, Sandra had been avoiding Stephany's house. She didn't want to risk running into Chris again. But hearing that Chris had not been home since Grandma's birthday, she decided it was a good opportunity to visit her friend. Unfortunately for her, things didn’t go as planned. The family welcomed Sandra warmly, as usual. Mrs. Eleanor Preston, ever the gracious hostess, quickly called for Chris. “Chris, come out and serve our guest some drinks and water." Sandra stiffened at the sound of Chris's name. She had hoped to avoid him, but it seemed fate had other plans. “Oh, there's no need for Chris to serve me," Sandra sai
Chapter Forty Three: Magic Pill"Well, well, well, if it isn’t Chris, the Prestons’ poor live in son in law," a mocking voice sneered.Chris and Sandra turned to see Henry stepping out of the mall, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. Henry sauntered over, clearly relishing the opportunity to ridicule Chris. Henry's gaze fell on the sleek BMW M13 series they were in and He sneered, "This car? No way it's yours, Chris. A jobless, poor live-in son-in-law like you could never afford such luxury.”He looked at Sandra again and doesn’t seem to remember her from anywhere, hence he naturally concluded she was his sugar mummy. “Must be the lady's car, right? You’ve really stooped low, haven’t you, Chris? Keeping sugar mummies just for money?" Chuckled Henry.Henry’s voice dripped with contempt as he continued, "What’s the deal, huh? How much is she paying you? Or are you just her call boy?"Chris clenched his fists, but before he could respond, Sandra stepped out, her face flushed wi