“Quick! Move your lazy ass and get Mr. Isidore some ginger and lagundi leaves!” Greg ordered to his people, as he too was busy typing on his phone.After Isidore received another urgent mission from the unknown system in his head, he requested Greg for the certain herbal medicine he needed. Luckily, it's not hard to look for it because it's only common, including in the market. Or else he would probably be expecting death the moment he received the notification. Because who sane human being could prepare a medicine for 5 minutes without having the ingredients first? “Sir! We're out of stock for ginger.”Greg angrily glared at the man who reported to him. “You bastard! I will have you removed from the company if you can't find the ingredients within 3 minutes!”The man, who seems to be Greg's assistant, paled and nervously scurried away to look for the ingredients. He just witnessed the scene earlier, and he knew he too couldn't afford to lose his job. Because even though he saw Isi

Isidore blinked from what he heard from the other line. He's not hearing it wrong, right? Divorce. For 5 years of marriage, he and his sister has not been able to enjoy life under that family's provision. He know he own them for the help they extended. But that doesn't give them the freedom to humiliate and belittle them. Also, it wasn't free. Isidore paid them very well from his hardwork in research. The White's family own a laboratory facility for researching herbal medicine. And Isidore contributed so much to these research. He knew he could earn more than his minimum wage from the Whites if he'll try to apply to other companies.Only if his sister was not ill. He would have quit his job from Whites family and hunt for another. But he could not afford to waste a day and wait for job interviews approval.And even if he would quit, he knew the White's will do everything to stop him from applying to other company. Therefore, for all the downgrade they received, a divorce would

Isidore wore only his basic clothes. A white t-shirt and a faded ripped jeans that look like it has been dump in the thrift store for months. He is now on his way to the lawyer's office of where Julia wanted to signed the divorce papers. He didn't even know why Julia would bother for them to sign the papers in a law firm where in fact she can just approach him and give him the papers. So much time needed over unimportant and trivial matter.Upon arriving to the destination he saw many reporters outside the law firm. He just heaved a sigh. Isidore knew where this is going. He rolled his eyes upon realizing the reason why his soon to-be-ex-wife would go to such extent of going in a law firm. Of course, none other than but to humiliate him in front of everyone around Clandver.'My wife really wants to put a show, huh? Alright, then I'll show her what a show really mean is,' he said to himself before stepping out from the taxi.The moment he got out, people looked in his way. They glare

'What? That trash sitting on the couch was once Julia's husband?''You've got be kidding me!''Bro literally just lost a hottie lol xoxo'The online platforms were feasting on the man deemed worthless by the headline of the live broadcast.Unbeknownst to Isidore, his face was already plastered online because of the hidden camera to do a live broadcast paid by Jameson. 'LIVE NOW: HUSBAND'S NEGLIGENCE RESULTS IN DIVORCE!'That was the words that captured preying netizens on someone they ought to be inferior against them. This is how it works; this is how social media works in this modern time. Everyone believed what they see before their eyes, without even fact-checking the content.This is why fake news is very rampant, because of the thirst of social media hyenas on scandals. While he sit back quietly on the couch, waiting for the ticking sound of the clock to give him his cue to exit the office, his face has already acquired great amount of insults from the media because of the sh

Everyone in the room panicked when their phones rang multiple times from a call from their department head. And everytime they answered their phones, the words were all the same. 'Stop the interview right now!' Isidore could hear the never ending cussing of the person from the call. It wasn't even in loudspeaker, yet their voices boomed through the halls of the small legal office of Attorney Bum."Wh-Who is this man," one guy asked in his almost shaky voice as he was talking to his supervisor. ["You fool! You're gonna make us lose all our jobs don't you, huh?! What were you thinking of exposing Mr. Isidore to the public? Your head is so light now and filled with wind instead of brain, huh?! Ask for forgiveness. I don't care how you do it, I don't care if you grovel at his shoes! If he won't forgive you, we're doomed. Do you understand that? Our company is doomed you stupid idiot!"]"But why—"["DON'T ASK WHY! THE HIGHER-UPS ALMOST KILLED ME FOR ASKING SUCH QUESTION! WE DON'T EVEN D