"Oh, Miss Celeste, hello." Once out of the car, Ethan greeted Ariana kindly, as if they were not an ex-husband and wife whose marriage had been filled with conflict.
Of course, Ariana felt annoyed when she heard it. Moreover, the man's smile in front of her looked very cheerful, much different from when he was her husband. And that made her fed up.
"What's wrong? Why did you stop my car?" asked Ethan, pretending not to know.
"Stop acting out, damn it! You must know what I'm coming to you like this for," Ariana replied in a raised voice.
"But I don't know." Ethan looked at Ariana innocently, making him look adorable. "I'm even surprised that you're suddenly here. It's an honor to come face to face with the honorable Miss Celeste."
"Ethan!" growled Ariana with glaring eyes. "I told you to stop acting!"
"We may be divorced, but don't even think about embarrassing Celeste's family. As hard as it is to admit, you were once a part of this family. If that happens, I'll be the first to sue you!" Ariana pointed angrily at Ethan's face.
Suddenly, the face of the man who had a small birthmark at the bottom of his eyes changed.
He dismissed Ariana's hand, pointing at him, and said sharply. "Your family isn't that interesting to make me do something you're ashamed of."
Ariana's eyes widened in surprise. Although during the marriage, Ethan had often behaved boldly, this time, it was beyond her expectations. The look in his eyes and the tone of his voice sounded different like there was a power attached to it.
"Did you think I would be fooled and believe this attitude of yours?" Ariana laughed mockingly. "You're just a loser who has nothing, while my family has everything. Of course, you must be dissatisfied that you didn't get any property, so it's only natural that you'd act crazy."
Then she stepped forward, eroding the distance between herself and Ethan while staring at his face intently. Not forgetting her contemptuous smile. "But, you have to realize who you're dealing with. Let alone getting money from my family, if you make us suffer even the slightest loss, I will destroy you instantly!"
Ethan's expression was still the same. He even returned Ariana's gaze, not caring if they were very close.
However, afterward, he smiled wryly. "Are you capable?"
Ariana furrowed her brow in confusion.
"You keep talking like you have everything and never lack for anything. But why does your mouth smell so bad? I never thought that a beautiful woman like you would have a stinky mouth." Ethan immediately stepped back while waving his right hand in front of his face, trying to repel the uncomfortable scent that entered his sense of smell. His face even contorted as if it had really happened.
Ariana was stunned. The look on her face changed drastically. The confident smile she had been wearing vanished, replaced by a look of disbelief.
"Ariana, you don't need to bother thinking about me. You should just focus on yourself. And my advice is to keep a safe distance when talking to others; don't get too close. It'll be uncomfortable," said Ethan, who was getting more and more uncomfortable.
Ariana's hands slowly clenched into tight fists. Her beautiful face turned bright red, holding back the burning anger. "Ethan."
"Ah, I didn't mean to address you, don't get me wrong. I just wanted to tell you to be more careful in the future." Ethan was acting even more annoying with his innocent expression.
"Ethan, you crazy loser!" Ariana shouted angrily.
Spontaneously, Ethan covered his nose using both fingers with a deeply furrowed brow, trying to block out the unpleasant scent that was emanating sharply. "Then I'll leave first. I'll see you again. But I hope your mouth smells much better by then."
With what seemed like a hasty movement, he opened the car door and shut it firmly, then got it running. But before that, he took the time to press the horn, which further increased the anger in Ariana.
The woman with long, wavy hair could only stare at Ethan's departure with a growing grudge. "You may behave like this to me now, but I assure you that someday you will prostrate yourself at my feet to beg for forgiveness, Ethan. A poor loser like you is destined to always be at someone's feet."
In the car, already driving away, Ethan glanced in the rearview mirror and chuckled as if he knew Ariana was talking about him.
"No one would ever guess that I'm the CEO of Zenith Corp," he muttered with sparkling eyes.
He was getting impatient and imagined Celeste's family would find out one day. Who knows what kind of anger and shock they would display. But whatever it was, it would be very interesting.
Arriving at the intersection, Ethan suddenly thought of going somewhere. Therefore, he immediately turned the steering wheel in a different direction.
Standing in front of a tall building with a grand inscription on the front.
Pasaraya Grant.
Ethan's smile was etched on his face as he saw it.
Then he stepped inside with his chin raised confidently.
Yes, this place was his now.
After learning about the bad things that happened to him and the divorce lawsuit that Ariana was about to file, Mr. Grant felt guilty. Even so, he had no intention of taking advantage of him and telling him about Ariana's affair. However, it seemed like Mr. Grant's guilt was so great that the old man compensated Ethan.
It was originally just money and a house, but since Ethan already had it from his grandfather, he asked for something else. And at that time, he suddenly thought of this store. Mr. Grant immediately gave it to him without thinking.
It should be noted that this place was the center of attention for Celeste's family. Most of their income came from here, with Mrs. Bernita being the future heiress.
Mr. Grant was a man who prepared everything meticulously. He was never in a hurry about the inheritance and hadn't even prepared it yet. But when Ethan spoke, the older man strangely agreed.
Ethan, who walked around the Pasaraya, couldn't stop chuckling. No wonder it was the biggest Pasaraya. This place was indeed very different and full of eye-pleasing things that had fantastic value.
"Mr. Ethan?"
But at that moment, someone suddenly called Ethan hesitantly from behind.
Ethan slowly turned his head and turned around.
"It's true." A woman in her glamorous clothes smiled happily. "Hello, how are you? Unexpectedly, we met here after a long time."
"Hi," Ethan replied kindly.But then his face turned confused. "Excuse me, who are you?"Suddenly, the happy smile that had been wide slowly faded, leaving her annoyed face with faintly dipped eyebrows. "You don't remember?""Have we met before?" Instead of answering, Ethan asked back with growing confusion.The woman with shoulder-length hair snorted in annoyance while averting her eyes for a moment. Afterwards, she said with emphasis. "I'm Aurora, the only daughter of the Marlowe family and a good friend of Ariana, your wife.""Oops, sorry, you guys are divorced, I should have called her your ex-wife. You don't mind, right, Ethan?" In an instant, her pretty face turned cynical with a smile full of mockery.But Ethan didn't change at all. He remained calm and said, "It's you. Sorry for not recognising you for a while.""No problem. It's normal for someone who's never been around the outside world like you not to recognise important people," Aurora said, smiling so sweetly that her eye
"Call your manager out. I want to see her!" ordered Ethan, looking at the three employees in front of him casually."You won't be able to see her for a long time. So please leave here immediately, Mr. Ethan," said the employee who had spoken earlier. Her lightly made-up face looked patient and friendly.However, it was different from the friend next to her, who looked fierce with her eyes squinting sarcastically. "You're not deaf, right? My friends have been saying it since before. You can't and shouldn't enter this shop. If you still insist, I'll call security for you!"Suddenly, the first friend immediately nudged her, warning her not to speak carelessly. But the woman with the little barrette on the right didn't care and said deliberately. "What? You have nothing to fear. He's just a poor man discarded by his wife's family, has no influence, and means nothing."Ethan's smile was etched without anyone noticing.He glanced at the name tags on the front of their left chests one by one
As soon as the question was asked, Ethan, who had been serious, immediately fell silent with a faint frown. He thought for a long time until, finally, he shook his head softly. "Let it go first. There's no need to care too much about it. But don't let your guard down, though. Let's just say she's not so dangerous that it doesn't require any quick action.""But, Ben...." Ethan hung his words. He slowly moved forward with his arms crossed on the table, staring intently at Benedict, who was now staring at him tensely. "You are now my assistant, which means my person. From the moment you introduced yourself to me, you have no connection with Grand Master Grant or his family, Madam Celeste. You are starting a new life with a new name and boss. Everything from the past is gone, like a dream."Benedict swallowed hard. The aura his Master gave off was piercing, making him feel intimidated."Before taking care of what I said, there is one thing you must do first. That is the signing of the con
After arriving at the hospital grounds, an old black car pulled up in front of Alvina, making her rush into the back seat before the four-wheeled vehicle sped away from the hospital area and joined the other vehicles.Not long after, the car stopped in front of a five-star restaurant. Alvina got out while smoothing her outerwear and stepped inside quietly. A waiter approached her and led her to the second floor, where a row of VVIP rooms were located.Alvina nodded briefly as she stood in front of the room at the end. The waiter left, leaving her alone. Then the girl opened the door and entered.A large round table surrounded by chairs was immediately visible to her. When she turned to the right, two single sofas were beside the window, with a small table as a buffer. On one of them, there was someone already occupying it.Alvina instantly straightened up and approached, standing by the table and bowing. "Thank you for saving me."The person staring at the scene outside the window chuc
"Sir, this is the new manager I told you about yesterday." Benedict introduced a young man who looked boyish. His hair was neatly styled with a slight tuft at the front.Ethan's gaze went straight to him. However, all his expectations of a manager who was older or at least like Benedict were instantly shattered.He glanced at Benedict with a doubtful look.Realizing that the Velvet Vault's new manager immediately bowed. "Hello, Mr. Ethan. My name is Bevanka Joshua. Mr. Benedict has my complete data. I will do all the tasks you give me well."Even his voice sounded crisp, typical of a teenager.Ethan hesitated even more."Sir, this is Joshua's file," Benedict said, handing Ethan a thick folder.The man wearing a white shirt today immediately took it and read it carefully. However, some of the words there managed to shock him into wide-eyed surprise. He stared at Joshua intently, not hiding his surprise at all. "This is your real data?""Yes, Mr. Ethan," Joshua replied quickly."How long
Ethan walked through the crowded Pasaraya at a leisurely pace. The oval-shaped glasses already on his face added an addictive sweetness.He stopped in front of the branded watch shop right in front of the Velvet Vault and told Benedict to choose two couple watches. Meanwhile, he stood by the storefront, staring straight at the Velvet Vault just to watch how the fun happened.Both corners of his lips lifted, forming a faint smile as he saw how calm and mature Joshua was in handling the matter.Everything still looked normal until the hurried arrival of Madame Bernita, followed by Alvina, caught his attention."Esme! Esme, come out!" shouted Madame Bernita as soon as her foot entered the Velvet Vault area. Her eyes, adorned with luscious lashes, stared at the employees, who looked surprised by her arrival. "Where is your manager?""Madam." However, they were so shocked that their voices were stammering.That, of course, added to Madam Bernita's annoyance. She clucked and gyrated her wais
"What is the meaning of this?""Why are we suddenly fired?""Is it possible that what he's talking about is true? He's the new manager here.""We're dead if it's true.""Huss! No way. This is Mrs. Bernita's territory, how could it suddenly change hands? It's just foreigners playing tricks on us.""Yes, that's right. We must not be swayed. This is just a meaningless bluff."Instantly, the employees were abuzz with panic. But they still tried to deny and disbelieve what had happened. Nothing could shake their faith in Madame Bernita.Overestimating someone to the point of forgetting themselves made them even more unable to guard their actions and words. They forgot that trusting someone too much would only cause deep wounds."Madam, this... what happened? Why is there a dismissal letter all of a sudden?" Manager Esme looked at Mrs. Bernita with reddened eyes. Her voice became shaky. "What should we do, madam? I don't want to be fired. Please... this is my only job.""Shut up! Can't you
Benedict was a little surprised to hear his words, but he remained silent, carrying out his profession professionally.The security guard nodded in understanding and then ran into the house. It didn't take long for him to come back out with a smiling face as he opened the door wide. "Grand Master is waiting for you inside, please come in!""Thank you," said Ethan, who began to take steps with Benedict faithfully following him.The first thing they saw when they crossed the threshold was a hallway whose right side was filled with paintings, while the left side had two stacked shelves filled with unique items and women's handbags."Sir?" Benedict shouldn't have been surprised because the Waverly lord was a designer, so surely these were his creations. But still, seeing them lined up like this amazed him."You can ask whatever you want to ask later. Come on!" In contrast to Ethan, who only glanced at the items and stared straight ahead.A maid came and directed them to the parlor. Grand M