Allen Slade was engrossed in his phone, his fingers flickering up and down the screen when his mother-in-law stormed in unannounced, and he flinched.“Why is the house so unclean!” she screamed in disgust like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. She was never satisfied with his cleaning whenever she came for visits.Ever since Allen lost his job two weeks after his wedding, he has been at the mercy of his wife Katherine and her family, depending on them for survival.“Are you deaf?!” She screamed louder this time, her ruffled breath easily heard. His eyes scanned the job listings on his phone for what felt like a thousand times that day as he was already tired of depending on the Wellingtons and his small cleaning job. Just one job was all it would take to change his life and he wasn't going to quit. “I’m sorry, I was so busy and I wasn't expecting you this early,” he apologized hastily, while silently wishing she would end it. “A jobless thing like you that doesn't even have a re

“You…you want a divorce?” He stammered, unable to believe his eyes. “Sign it quickly. I'm tired of keeping up with you,” she pushed, handing him a pen. “Poor boy!” Ryan called out. “With my money I can have your wife and there is nothing you can do,” Ryan said, groping Katherine with his large palms and she did not resist. Anger built up in Allen as the urge to punch Ryan overwhelmed him.“Katherine please. I promise I’ll work harder,” he begged, kneeling and grabbing her hands softly.“Slap!” Katherine’s palm landed on his cheeks and he landed on the floor. “Work harder?” She scoffed. “You don't have the potential to become rich. You’ll die poor and alone,” she said again, kicking the package towards him.“If you don't do what she says, I’ll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life!” Ryan warned, still holding Katherine to his embrace.Rubbing his hands on his burning cheeks, Allen realised no amount of begging would save him so he quietly picked himself up, collected the

“Karina, please let me purchase clothes in peace,” he pleaded, still examining the clothes in front of him. “These clothes are not five dollars Allen. Give up while you still got the chance,” she said, laughing loudly this time, already getting the attention of the other buyers. “I don't have the time for this Karina,” Allen said again, running out of patience. “Suit yourself then. A poor cleaner like you cannot afford these clothes,” she said loudly before walking away. Now, the store was filled with murmurs from people, considering how shabbily he dressed. Their murmurs turned to laughs but Allen ignored and composed himself. When he was done picking the ones he wanted, he hurriedly went to pay when he saw Karina standing there again. When she saw him, a smirk crept its way to her face. She wanted him to be embarrassed so badly. Allen slipped his infinity card out of his pockets, about to hand it over to the cashier when Karina screamed loudly. “You're a thief Allen!”“Where d

“Herondale?” Macho whispered. The name was familiar. In fact, there was no one who had not heard of the most powerful family in the city. A smile crept to Allen's face as Macho’s hand slowly left his collar. “You want me to believe that this fool is a Herondale?” Macho said, laughing loudly. “You will address the young master correctly,” Calloway told Macho with a punch and he fell to the ground. His facial expression made excitement build up inside Allen. Murmurs filled the room as the goons came to fight back. “What punishment should we give to them young master,” Mr Calloway asked bowing. “Beat them to a pulp. Make sure they never forget it,” Allen ordered. Calloway and the other men charged towards the goons as they did the same. They threw blows at each other, some with weapons, and it escalated in seconds. However, Calloway and his men overpowered the goons and dragged them to an open space outside the shop while Allen, Jose and other people tagged behind. After minute

Allen's eyes widened as she pushed the door open. It wasn't just beautiful, it was large and extremely comfortable like a suite. “You…you mean this is my office?” He said, unable to believe what was in front of him. He rushed in, making himself comfortable on the chair. A card with his name was well–placed on the table—Allen Herondale(C.E.O). “If you need anything sir, I’m just a call away,” Louisa said, stepping out. Allen almost forgot she was there. As she left, his mind drifted back to her. It felt like his liking for her was growing by the minute. She was calm, helpful and kind to him even when everyone thought he was poor. But then, the thoughts of the company swam in. If he had to be the president, there had to be new rules starting from today. After chilling in his office for some hours, Allen was ready to retire for the day. While driving home, he sighted one of his favourite snacks at a street food joint but being rich wouldn't stop him from getting what he likes, w