The son they never wanted

I won't go back

THE SON HE NEVER WANTED

CHAPTER 8

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Mia wasn't joking when she said her dad stripped Chris of the position as the acting Ceo as it was all over the news.

He felt so pained and humiliated that he didn't know what to do or go about his revenge plan on this evil family.

They wanted to reduce him to the lowest level and make his life so miserable.

He had plans to use that position in his company and make sure everything about him runs dry even though he knows how risky that is.

"Why are you still standing there when you should clean the mess in my room!" Calista slammed heavily at Chris who was wiping the dust in the large living room. This was the work of other maids but these people were hell-bent on making his life miserable.

"I'm coming over." He muttered but she yelled louder instead.

"Come over immediately!" With such last command, she left.

Chris was tired and the hunger in his stomach wasn't something he could condone. His wife had woken him up to get up early and do everything concerning the house quickly, peradventure her dad might forgive him.

He wanted to Ignore her until he heard that they gave all the maids a week off and he gasped.

There was no going back this time around, he washed, swept, and cleaned like a beggar who would do anything to please his master.

"This was so cruel"

He thought out loud and marched his way down to her room which was always a mess of scattered clothes and shoes littering the whole place.

He went to work immediately while Calista cleared her throat as he stared down at him.

"Have you reached out to him yet?" She asked out of the blue and Chris frowned hard at her.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me right Chris, the president who claimed to be your father last night; have you reached out to him yet?"

He gasped in shock and dropped what he was doing to stare at her.

"You heard that?" He asked.

"Does it matter? What matters is your foolishness for not saying a word."

"What I say or do has never been your business, so don't interfere and ask me such a question again." Chris slammed in anger and she chuckled.

"I knew it, poverty has eaten deep Into you but anyway; you made a wise decision. You will never be the son of a president! Please hurry up and get lost."

She said and Chris was pricked in his heart but he finished up and said nothing.

During breakfast, he was called on to serve them while they discussed the company.

"Leo isn't interested a bit in running Darius' group, why did you take the position from him," Mrs. Claire said, eyeing Chris with contempt.

"I had to, Chris is becoming too wise these days and so Insulting," Darius said, picking up the fried chicken franks as he sighed.

"Dad, try and reconsider please." Mia pleaded. "That's the only redemption he's clinging onto right now. How would he live such a life without getting a job?" She pleaded.

"Yes Dad, I know he offended you but you should let him continue the job besides he's the only one good for it," Calista added and Darius sighed.

He was getting nervous about Chris with each passing day, the yells and glares sent to him were more like a threat, and his useless son is throwing this only opportunity given to take over the company.

But then, Chris was so good in almost everything and it irked him more.

He shouldn't be that way, he should be foolish, poor, and wretched so he could find means to taunt him.

"Fine, I'll let him c-"

"I'm not interested!" Chris slammed heavily and cut Darius off before completing his statement and they all turned to look at him with a sneer.

"What the fuck Chris?" Mia yelled.

"It's okay, I'll be the house help. That's what you all want right? It's better than doing dangerous jobs at the risk of my life. I was announced publicly as being stripped off, let it be that way!" Chris said sternly, his anger getting the better part of him as he was out of modesty and respect for these people. He was just fed up with everything.

"How dare you, Chris?" Darius slammed.

"I did what you wanted, but I'm not going back to my Vomit." 

"You are going back to being the CEO! That's my final order!" He slammed angrily.

"I won't!" Chris wasn't going to let him win this time around. 

"Then get prepared to have yourself out of my family and that useless father of yours will be crushed."

Darius was fuming in raw anger, how dare he go against his orders? Does it matter if he tossed him about? 

He was under his mercy and has never had a choice so who the hell is feeding him with effrontery?

"Don't use my parents as your scheme to get back at me! Stop it!" Chris yelled and Mia stood up and slapped him hard.

"Don't you dare speak to my father like that, he's not your mate!"

"Don't use my baby as a requisite for you to touch me again Mia. I'm tired of all your nonsense! I have a father too who is a human being like yours. The fact remains that I won't go back to that company. Let him get someone else to do his dirty deeds." 

"You think you have enough confidence in me just because your family stays at Vincent's place huh?" Darius asked and Chris cursed.

He wasn't supposed to know that, nothing should happen to his family.

"Take back that position or all of them will be dead by tomorrow!" He threatened and everyone gasped, even Chris knew that this man wasn't bluffing and he was already an evil pot of furnace. He would do anything to hunt him down and he was getting fed up. He also has his pride but what would he do?

What exactly?

He was nothing but a weak pauper and satisfying his In-laws was the only mission they wanted him to fulfill.

Tears burned his eyes as he clenched his fist.

"Fine.." Chris's voice was low to a whispery sound. "I'll do it ." A mocking laughter erupted from all of them and Darius sighed and sat down feeling fulfilled. No one would dare go against him no matter what and this time around, he was going to make his life unbearable for challenging him.

"But one condition!" Chrisuttered and their face contorted into a frown wondering what he was going to beg for.