Alexander's face was contorted with anger and hurt as he stared at his wife, Emily. He had never felt so betrayed in his life, and his heart was pounding with rage. "How could you do this to me?" he spat out, his voice thick with emotion. "After everything i've done for you, you still do something like this?"
But instead of shrinking back in fear or remorse, Emily met his gaze with equal intensity, her own eyes blazing with fury. "What have you done for me?" she shot back, her voice trembling with anger. "You think just because married me, that means you own me? That you can control my every move?"Even though she had a strong suspicion that the young man in the room with her had intentionally arranged this situation, she no longer felt concerned as she knew that she had already been exposed.Alexander's mouth opened in protest, but Emily cut him off with a bitter laugh. "You don't even know what suffering is," she said, her voice dripping with bitterness. "Thanks to you, I'm a laughingstock. My family treats me as garbage and all my friends have deserted me. I'm nothing but a shame in this city, and it's all because of you."She looked at him and spat on his face. At the side, the young man was smiling."And what about grandpa?" she spoke out. "How many times did I have to refute him, just because of you? And what did that get me? More suffering, that's it. You're nothing but a waste, Alexander. A waste of time, money, and emotions."With that, she turned on her heels and stormed out of the room, leaving Alexander and the young man she was with standing there in stunned silence.The young man's face was adorned with a happy expression, it was evident that his plan had been a success. Alexander, on the other hand, wore a gloomy look, although he was not quite certain who the jubilant young man was, a suspicion had crept into his mind. Prior to his marriage to Emily, there were several men vying for her affections, and among them was Ethan Blackwell, the young scion of the Blackwell family, who left a disturbing impression on Alexander. He was a typical wealthy playboy, who had never experienced any troubles in life. He didn't have to work for his money, and his sole occupation was spending it on frivolous activities, coupled with a penchant for changing women like he would his clothes on a daily basis."Are you Ethan Blackwell?" Alexander asked while facing him.Ethan still clad in his towel smiled as he responded, "Oh you know me?? That's perfect, there's no need for me to do an introduction. So how was the drama just now. The only part that saddens me was you couldn't get to see your wife and I doing things in the room."Alexander was seething with anger as he stood face-to-face with the man who had been sleeping with his wife. The mere sight of Ethan was enough to make his blood boil. Ethan's casual demeanor only added fuel to the fire.His emotions were running high, and as he listened to Ethan's words, his anger grew even more intense. The fact that he had caught his wife cheating on him was already a devastating blow, but discovering that she had been unfaithful with someone he loathed and who his wife had previously claimed to hate was almost too much to bear.Ethan appeared unfazed by the anger etched on Alexander's face, and instead of backing down, he continued to spout nonsense. In response to Ethan's relentless blabbering, Alexander grabbed the package he was holding and flung it towards Ethan before storming out.As Ethan dodged the package, he couldn't resist taunting Alexander, "Oh! I'm sensing a hint of doubt."He added fuel to the fire by hitting the play button on a tape in his pocket.Alexander's movements came to an abrupt halt as he heard the contents of the tape. The voice that echoed through the speakers belonged to none other than his beloved wife. His mind was clouded with disbelief and confusion, yet the recording had provided undeniable evidence of her infidelity. A sense of anger and sadness washed over him, causing him to pause and process the revelation.Initially, Alexander had a hint of doubt that maybe they were just there and nothing had happened. However, the recording had further confirmed everything that he had feared. He was on the verge of losing his sanity as he struggled to comprehend the betrayal of his wife. The emotions building up inside of him were overwhelming, causing tears to form in his eyes.The fury he felt was enough to make him forget all consequences, and he was about to rush towards Ethan in a fit of rage. However, before he could act on his impulses, a group of security men who had been arranged by Ethan quickly intervened. They took him down and dragged him to the entrance of the hotel before kicking him out.The force of the security men's actions only added to Alexander's humiliation and anger.Feeling melancholic, he hopped on his scooter and drove towards a hospital. Despite being the most reasonably priced facility in Fairview, it was still unaffordable for Alexander, whose mother had been recently diagnosed with cancer. The hospital had already started pestering him for payment for his mother's stay, let alone the cost of her chemotherapy. Peering through the window of his mother's ward, he caught a glimpse of her. His sadness had reached its zenith.Instead of going inside to visit his mother, he rode towards a bridge in Fairview."Since life refuses to be kind to me, then I have no option but to leave it," he muttered as he stood on the edge of the bridge.Right before he made a leap, a sharp, unmistakable sound echoed through the air, leaving...A piercing screeching sound jolted Alexander's senses, as if a heavy vehicle was struggling to come to an abrupt stop. The sudden noise left him stunned and a sense of apprehension gripped him, causing him to question his impulsive decision to jump. Perhaps it wasn't the best choice after all, he thought to himself. Just as he was trying to collect his thoughts, a distinguished-looking and elegant man probably in his fifties emerged from the vehicle that had screeched to a halt. The man's authoritative voice boomed out, commanding him to stop. Alexander's heart raced with nervous energy as he watched the man approach him, wondering who he was. "Young master, it's time to take over the assets not the time to die" The well-dressed man approached Alexander, he executed a graceful bow, displaying a sense of respect and formality. "Why are you calling me 'young master'?" Alexander asked, his voice laced with confusion and a hint of suspicion. The well-dressed man let out a weary si
After laying eyes on his birth certificate and a handful of other official documents that confirmed his identity, Alexander was left in a state of utter shock. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was it really possible that he was who these papers said he was? Turning to Jameson, the butler of the Greece family, he posed the question that was on his mind: "Is it really true? Am I really...?" Jameson replied with a solemn nod, as if he understood the gravity of the situation better than anyone. Alexander was filled with a jumble of different emotions, unable to process them all at once. One moment, he had been living a life of poverty, feeling like there was no hope left and was about to end it all, in the next he was being told that he was the heir to one of the most powerful families in the entire country. It was difficult to put into words just how much this revelation had upended Alexander's life. The implications were staggering. He was overwhelmed by the weight of resp
"Doctor!! Doctor!! Nurse!!" Alexander yelled as he ran frantically through the hospital corridors. He couldn't find his mother and was extremely worried. He had become rich and wanted to share the news with his mother and make sure she was healthy, but she was nowhere to be found. Alexander's heart was racing, and he was filled with fear. "Be quiet!" someone passing by scolded him. But Alexander ignored them and rushed to the doctor's office. He knew it was late at night and the hospital was supposed to be quiet, but he didn't care. His mother meant everything to him. As he arrived at the doctor's office, he pushed the door open with force and demanded, "Doctor, where is my mother?" The tall, thin doctor with glasses looked at him puzzled and asked angrily, "Who is your mother, young man? And how dare you barge in here?" The security guards working in the hospital had already begun making their way towards the Doctor's office. They had been notified of someone causing a disturb
The following morning, the members of the Johnson family were in a frenzied rush to gather at their ancestral home. The patriarch of the family, Grandpa Johnson, had urgently summoned them for a meeting. The tone and manner in which the message was conveyed made it evident that this was a matter of great significance. Last night, after Emily had made a proposal for the divorce with Alexander, the atmosphere in the house became tensed and silent, there were no further discussions about it until this morning when Emily informed everyone of the meeting at the ancestral home stating it was also mandatory for Alexander to attend. Of course, the happiest in the house after hearing Emily's proposal of divorce was her mother, Esther. The only comment she made after that was, "Oh! Good riddance," In the past, Alexander wasn't usually allowed to the meetings of the members of the Johnson family. The Johnson's saw him as an eyesore and did not view him as a part of their family, hence why the
Hearing that name and the sound of the voice, Alexander's expression turned dark and dismal. It wasn't the first time he had crossed paths with Ethan. The initial encounter had taken place at the hotel, and now, Ethan was proposing to his wife, despite not being officially divorced yet. This was a huge insult to Alexander, and he couldn't help but feel angry and resentful towards Ethan. In stark contrast to Alexander's reaction, Grandpa Johnson, who was sitting in the most prominent seat in the Johnson's meeting hall, got up to welcome Ethan with open arms. He didn't care about Ethan's status, even though he was just the young master of the Blackwell family. In fact, Ethan had a higher status than Grandpa Johnson, who was only the head of a third rate family. The other members of the Johnson family also rushed out to greet Ethan, including Esther, Emily's mother, who was overly enthusiastic about his visit. Esther saw Ethan's proposal as a chance to secure a life of luxury for her da
As Alexander rode his scooter, he couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness that had been lingering within him. Wanting to distract himself from his thoughts, he decided to head to a nearby bank to check his balance and withdraw some cash as he needed to purchase a new phone that would allow him to access his email and check the responsibilities of the heir of the Greece family. Before leaving his house to the meeting earlier, he had messaged someone at work, informing them that he wouldn't be able to come in today. He was planning to go to work either later that day or the next day to tender his resignation. Entering the bank, Alexander was greeted with a sight that he wasn't particularly fond of - a long queue of regular people waiting to be served at one counter, and an empty VIP counter. Not wanting to waste any time waiting ,he walked towards the VIP center. As he approached the counter, he was met with a cold reception from the blonde haired lady sitting there. She had
John was well aware of the importance of customer relations. He understood that the behavior of a GUB cardholder who frequented their branch could either elevate or ruin the reputation of the bank. In particular, if a GUB cardholder such as Alexander were to withdraw a large sum of money from the bank, it could lead to operational difficulties, this could put him in serious trouble. If Alexander really had the need for a billion dollars, it was better to do it electronically through transfers. That wouldn't harm the bank but benefit it instead. The manager had no other option but to set aside his pride. He quickly knelt down while performing the Chinese custom of kowtowing, where one bows their head to the ground in a show of deep respect. This gesture was so intense that the manager's forehead began to bleed, attracting the attention of passersby at the bank. These onlookers, who had initially mocked Alexander were now surprised by the manager's extreme show of contrition. The
The response from the other end of the line drove Alexander in shock. Jameson, the butler of the family had told him Arthur White was his personal assistant and infact the White's Group which belonged to him was part of Alexander's assets. Alexander wondered, "Why did he respond that way or is he unaware he was made my personal assistant?" As Alexander was lost in thought, the owner of the delivery company interrupted his reverie with a mocking laugh. Mimicking Alexander's earlier words, the owner exclaimed, "Hello, Mr. White, Alexander Greece here. I assume you know me. I have something for you to do." The owner then went on to sneer at Alexander, questioning his supposed connection to Mr. White and ridiculing his current employment in a small company. "Ah, if you really had connections to Mr. White, would you be working in my small company?" he asked rhetorically. "I thought you even had a support and not here fooling yourself. Do you think just anyone can know Mr. White or even