"Everything must be perfect" Xavier muttered to himself as he clutched a bouquet of fresh red roses, his wife's favorite, in his hands.
He was clad in his classic jeans and a casual button-down shirt, and walked into the lobby of his wife's company with a nervous smile playing on his lips. Today was no ordinary day, it was a special day. He had carefully planned and financed with his last bit of money. It wasn't just about picking Miranda up; Xavier had something special planned. Despite the fact that she surpassed him in career success and earnings, Xavier harbored no resentment. He was genuinely proud of her achievements, recognizing that his sacrifices had contributed to her flourishing career. Years ago, when Miranda's company faced the threat of bankruptcy, Xavier had sold everything, even selling the house his mom left him, which was his only asset. His unwavering support and sacrifices had lifted Miranda from the brink of failure to becoming one of the most influential women in New York City. As he approached the elevator, he took a moment to inhale the fragrance of the flowers and couldn't help but smile, whispering to himself, "Perfect." Stepping out of the elevator, he continued to hold the bouquet of roses as he walked purposefully towards Miranda's office. Just as he was about to enter, Stella, Miranda's secretary, interrupted him. "Xavier!" she called out, causing him to turn with a smile. "Is Miranda in?" He inquired. Stella's stern expression hinted at something amiss, and Xavier's counternance changed instantly. His smile faded as concern crept into his voice, "Is everything alright?" Without a word, Stella handed him a white envelope. Xavier, his eyes widening in disbelief, stared at the white envelope in his hands. Confused, he looked back at Stella, questioning, "What's this?" Expecting an explanation, he was met with a rude response as Stella retorted, "Why not take a look at it yourself?" As he opened the envelope, shock painted his face when he realized it contained divorce papers. Instantly, he lifted his gaze to meet Stella's eyes. "Wh….what is this?" He stammered. Stella, displaying no sympathy, yelled, "What the hell does it look like, Xavier? Are you blind? Or you suddenly can't read?" The commotion drew the attention of the surrounding crowd as Stella's voice escalated, their curious eyes now fixed on them. Embarrassed and still trying to understand what was happening, Xavier questioned Stella, "Where is Miranda? Where did you get this from?" Stella's response was harsh as she shouted, "I can see being wretched has also gotten to your brains, and you can't seem to comprehend all of a sudden. Leave here now before I call security on you! You're causing a nuisance here!" Confusion and humiliation clouded Xavier's expression as he grappled with the sudden revelation, surrounded by the prying eyes of onlookers in Miranda's company. Xavier stood there, holding the divorce papers in his hands, it felt like a dream, like the whole world around him was shattering right before his eyes. "I won't leave here till I see my wife!" He yelled, amidst the whispers of the crowd. "His wife? Who is his wife?" Whispers rippled through the crowd, as it was revealed that Xavier was married to Miranda, one of the most famous and influential women, creating a buzz. Xavier, undeniably handsome with a strong physique, seemed classless compared to the renowned Miranda. No one believed he was her husband. Stella, frustrated by the scene and whispering crowd, snapped back at Xavier, "You are creating a scene here! And Miranda isn't in the office!" Xavier's desperation persisted as he declared, "I'm not leaving until I'm sure this came from her!" Stella, growing more agitated, pointed out the growing attention, "Can't you see everyone is starting to talk? Do you want to ruin her reputation? Getting a husband like you is enough! The last thing she needs is for you to tarnish the only thing she has managed to build all by herself!" Phones were out, recording the unexpected drama. Xavier, holding the flowers tightly, paid no attention to the gathering crowd. "I'm going in," he declared, as he walked towards Miranda's office. "Security!" Stella yelled, and in an instant, two hefty security personnel swiftly blocked Xavier's path, standing right in front of him. Frustrated, Xavier demanded, "Get out of my way this instant!" His attempts to move were met with the guards adjusting their positions, effectively obstructing him. Xavier's desperation escalated as he yelled. "Miranda! Miranda!" Stella quickly approached him as she whispered sharply, "What the hell is wrong with you, Xavier? Why are you making a fool of yourself? Why are you so bent on destroying Miranda?" "What the hell are you saying?" Xavier retorted. Stella leaned in, her words a harsh whisper, "Take a look around, take a look at the scene you're causing here, and you claim you love her? You're embarrassing her, and destroying her reputation!" Surveying the onlookers, Xavier realized all eyes were on him, some were even recording the scene he was causing. Stella pressed on, "You've seen what you've caused, right? Sign the divorce papers if you claim you love her." Xavier responded, "I love her, and that's why I want to see her! Let her tell me this to my face." "Seems you don't get it here." Stella stated. "Sign the divorce papers and leave with ten thousand dollars." She added, scanning Xavier from head to toe, "You need the money to help your wretched life! She's doing you a favor." Xavier let out a bitter laugh, "You think it's all about the money? I'm not leaving here till I talk to my wife!" He stated firmly. Stella, undeterred, replied, "If you want Miranda to be happy, sign it and get the hell out of here before she even sees you and the nuisance you've created, else you'll regret it." "Are you threatening me?" Xavier questioned. Stella leaned in closer as she whispered. "See it as advice, but if you feel threatened by it, I wouldn't be surprised anyways. Someone like you should be threatened by everything and everyone." Just as tensions escalated, a voice from the crowd chimed in, "I can't believe this is Mrs. Miranda's husband. Can't believe she stooped this low." Xavier, triggered by the statement, dropped the flowers he held and rushed towards the person. "Hey!" he shouted, pulling the individual out of the crowd. "Get my wife's name out of your mouth!!" Instantly, he delivered a sharp punch, causing the person to crumple to the floor. Before Xavier could land him another blow, a familiar voice, which sounded different from Stella's, called him from behind. "Xavier!!"As Xavier turned back, his eyes met his wife's, Miranda. He walked up to her, a nervous smile on his face as he stammered, "My... My love. I... I..." He then moved towards the scattered bouquet of roses, picked it up, and approached Miranda, who stood there, visibly embarrassed by the scene and the prying crowds.Xavier, still smiling, started to explain, "I brought this for you, and all of a sudden your secretary handed me some papers, some divo—"Before he could finish, Miranda turned sharply to her secretary as she demanded in a cold voice, and it was as if he wasn’t even there. "Why the hell did you allow this to create a nuisance! I gave you a simple task to do, and you couldn't even handle it?" Her gaze swept over him as if he was nothing, and worth no more than the ground on which she stepped.Stella stuttered, "I'm... I'm sorry, ma'am, but he wasn't listening. He was bent on creating a scene."Xavier, looking lost, interjected, "Was that your intention, Miranda? Did you rea
Xavier stepped out of the house and walked outside, still trying to get over what just happened and how he had lost everything.Suddenly, a car approached him with blinding headlights, preventing him from opening his eyes fully. Squinting against the brightness, he shielded his eyes with one hand, trying to see who was approaching.Gradually, the car's lights dimmed, revealing the unexpected presence of his mother-in-law and brother-in-law.Surprised by their sudden appearance, Xavier wondered about their motive, especially considering their history of disliking him. They never liked him and to them, he was always a loser.So their sudden visit was quite off, considering the time and all that just happened. Standing there, he watched as Mrs. Rodriguez, Miranda's mother, approached. Turning to her, he opened his mouth to greet, "goo……"Before he could finish, a heavy slap landed on his face, causing him to stumble back in shock. Clutching his cheeks with his hands, he looked lost."Yo
As Xavier picked up the call, a sweet female voice greeted him, "hey Xavier, I have clues to find the things you need, every single thing you need." She stated.Intrigued, Xavier was surprised that the strange lady actually knew his name. Curiously,he asked, "Who is this?"The mysterious lady deflected, stating, "That doesn't matter right now. All that matters is what you're going to gain in return from me."Xavier, still feeling a bit confused, and curious, questioned, "What do you want from me?" The mysterious lady replied, "Nothing much, Xavier. I just need a little favor from you in return."Xavier, uncertain but with nothing to lose, cautiously asked, "What do you want me to do?" "Not on the phone, Xavier." The mysterious lady stated firmly.Still unsure, he agreed, "Okay then, where should I meet you? I'll come this instant." "I'll text you the place and time right away. Then she abruptly hung up.Meanwhile, Andre, standing behind Xavier, hadn't heard all the details of the c
Andre laid on the floor, eyes wide open, in disbelief. Xavier's bold act of striking him left him in shock. He had dared to strike him, a sight that seemed like a surreal dream to Andre. His hands covered his face as laid on the floor confused. However, Andre, refusing to accept humiliation, glared at Xavier and shouted, "How dare you?!" Xavier stood firm with his chest rising and falling heavily. His gaze was intense, his eyes were burning with a piercing fire and an unspoken gaze as he looked at Andrew straight in his eyes. Unwavering, Andre rose to his feet, ready to retaliate. As he approached Xavier, intent on fighting back, Xavier swiftly threw a punch at Andre which sent him flying meters away, crashing back to the ground.Mrs. Rodriguez, witnessing her son's abrupt fall, gasped in shock. She exclaimed, "No... no... Andre!!!"She was about to rush to his aid, but the fierce stare in Xavier's eyes made her freeze in her tracks, paralyzed by fear.Mrs. Rodriguez, frozen in fea
Mrs. Prescott turned her attention to Xavier Steel, ignoring Mrs. Rodriguez and her son. “I knew I’d find you here, Mr. Steel. We came to get you.”Andre laughed mockingly. “Good. I’m sure he also stole something from the estate. Shouldn’t he be in handcuffs?”Mrs. Prescott faced Andre, her eyes flashing with irritation. “That’s enough, sir. You don’t know what you’re—”Xavier Steel interrupted her, his voice calm but firm. “That’s okay. What’s the issue?”Mrs. Prescott turned to him, her expression softening. “There is someone you need to see. I was asked to come fetch you from the estate.”Neither Mrs. Rodriguez nor Andre understood what was happening. Mrs. Prescott looked at Xavier Steel’s face and noticed it was bruised, with some blood spotting. “You’re injured, Mr. Steel. Should I—”“I’m fine. Let’s get out of here,” Xavier cut in.Mrs. Rodriguez snapped, “Good. Get the hell out of here and out of my daughter’s life for good. Don’t you dare step an inch here again!”Andre added,
Xavier Steel nodded instantly, his eyes darkening. "That fucking bastard. So what's the deal?"Catalina leaned in slightly, her voice low and deliberate. "Your father and my father were business partners. They had a deal that no one knew about. If it worked out well, it was going to bring in billions. But my father died in an accident, and just a month later, your father died of a heart attack."Xavier’s brow furrowed. "Wait... what are you insinuating?""Exactly what you're thinking," Catalina replied, her gaze steady.Xavier's voice was tight. "And you have proof? Devin Foster had a hand in their deaths?""I'm not done," Catalina continued. "His company was meant to strike that deal with my father, but my father handed it over to your father. He thought no one knew about it because it was meant to be a secret until it was successful. But someone ratted the project out."Xavier’s curiosity was piqued. "Who?""Someone from your side," Catalina said. "They probably found the documents
Some of the guests murmured in amazement. Devin Foster tried to mask his surprise. "That's... that's huge. Anyone beating this?"Xavier’s voice cut through the room, "Twenty-two thousand."Devin Foster couldn't contain his excitement. "Whoa! Miranda chipped in, “it's all yours, sir.""It's X," Miranda looked puzzled from the stage, her eyes narrowing slightly.Xavier corrected sharply. "Mr. X. Call me Mr. X."Devin Foster quickly regained his composure. "Nice having you here with us, Mr. X. The ushers will lead you to the front seat."An usher approached Xavier and Catalina, guiding them to the front row. Devin Foster continued, "Here’s another product we’ll be launching today."Another product slid into view. Miranda turned to the crowd. "Any offers?"Xavier's voice rang out again. "Ten thousand."Miranda, struggling to keep her surprise in check, responded, "Wow... That’s another one from Mr. X. Who else?"Someone from the crowd called out, "Fifteen thousand."Devin Foster grinned
Mr. Jones stuttered, "Xa...Xa...Xavier?"Xavier leaned in, his voice icy. "Who were you expecting?""You’re Mr. X? The bidder?" Mr. Jones asked, eyes wide with realization.Xavier scoffed. "Since you’re here already, we have a little business to discuss.""No...No...I...I think I should get going now," Mr. Jones stammered, trying to retreat.Xavier grabbed him by the collar, dragging him out of the car. "Get going to where?"Mr. Jones's driver hurriedly stepped out, but two of Xavier's hefty bodyguards blocked his path, hands up in a show of compliance. Xavier's grip tightened on Mr. Jones’s collar, his voice a menacing growl. "You are here because of me and my father! I made you, and you all connived with my ex-wife to kick me out!"Mr. Jones trembled. "No...No, Xavier, it wasn’t my intention, I swear...""Now you’re going to sell your shares to me and convince the other board of directors to sell theirs too," Xavier commanded."Woah...That’s...That’s too much, Xa..." Mr. Jones trie