The words were ice, sharp and cutting. Her expression matched her tone.David sat back slightly, taking his time to let the weight of her declaration settle in. The silence stretched, heavy, as his eyes locked onto hers. Then, his voice broke through calm, but carrying a depth that silenced the air around them.“By the company,” he asked slowly, “do you mean… you no longer need me?”David’s words were as sharp and unyielding as Elizabeth’s, his face just as unreadable, a mask stripped of emotion.“Yes, I no longer need you.”Elizabeth’s reply landed without hesitation, cold and exact, as if she had been waiting to deliver it. The sound of it struck David’s chest like a hammer. For a brief moment, his heart twisted. He couldn’t believe Elizabeth could speak with such detachment, no pause, no falter, no sign of the love they once proclaimed to each other.He wondered then had she ever truly loved him? Was it his soul she once cherished, or was it only his remarkable talent in business t

David had already turned toward the door when a voice called after him.“Wait.”It was Benjamin. He stepped forward, closing the distance, his brown blazer neat and pressed. His tone was calm, his steps steady, but there was a weight of mockery in the way he carried himself. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, snapping it open as he extended it toward David.“Mrs. Sofia,” Benjamin said smoothly, “Elizabeth’s mother, asked me to return this to you. She wanted you to have your wedding ring back. She couldn’t believe you actually bought such a cheap thing not even worth a dollar for her daughter.”The words dripped like poison sugar.Elizabeth’s lips curled in disdain the moment her eyes fell on the ring. She leaned closer, her voice sharp with scorn. “It looks like a stone from a brick.”Benjamin chuckled softly and nodded twice in agreement. “Exactly. David, you were being paid five thousand dollars a month by the company, yet you couldn’t save enough to buy a proper

David’s voice cracked through the marble hall like thunder, sharp and unshaken. It stopped everyone where they stood. The guards froze mid-step, the old man still dangling between their grips. Heads turned, eyes wide, and whispers rippled through the crowd as they searched for the one who had dared to speak with such authority. When they saw him, disbelief washed over the room. David? The workers of the bank were stunned. Mouths hung open, brows lifted high. Of all people, it was David of all people to challenge Alexander George, the Money Giant. Murmurs rose quickly, contempt mixed with amusement. “Is he insane?” one clerk whispered. “He’ll get himself killed,” another muttered. The scandal had already made its rounds through the building. Everyone knew David had been sacked. Everyone knew about his public humiliation the CEO, Elizabeth Brown, divorcing him in front of the board. To them, David wasn’t a man of weight. He was nothing but a gold digger who had finally been expose

David’s hand cracked across Alexander’s face once more, sharper and harder than before. The sound tore through the dead-silent bank like a whip. Alexander’s body jerked and he collapsed to the ground.His ears rang as though a thousand bells clanged inside his skull. His vision blurred, stars dancing across his eyes. His head throbbed like it was about to split in two, yet it didn’t. Instead, heat rushed through his body, hot and unbearable, like boiling water flooding his veins. His chest heaved, his heart hammering like a car engine revved past its limit.What is this?! The thought screamed in his head. Never in his life had Alexander felt pain like this. Pain that stripped him of his pride and dragged him down to the level of every man he had mocked. His breath came shallow, his confidence shattered.David crouched before him, calm and collected, one hand raised as if ready to strike again. His expression didn’t change. His eyes were steady, his presence terrifying in its stillness

Alexander screamed until his voice cracked. He slammed the car door so hard the sound shook the narrow street, then sweat ran down his face. His hands trembled like a man with fever.He had parked a few blocks from his family house, but the distance felt like miles. He could not go home not today. He was supposed to fly for a big business deal, but how could he leave now? Two men had humiliated him in public. Two men one old and weak, one had taken everything from him: pride, face, and control.His chest burned with shame. His heart raced fast, wild like a hunted animal. He wanted to grab David, press his hand hard against David’s throat, and squeeze until he begged. He wanted to force the old man to spit out the names of who helped him. How could he let that old man walk away with two million dollars? Never.Alexander’s jaw worked. He stared at the street. His mind replayed the slap, the fall, the way everyone had watched him fail. If he did not get revenge, respect would slip away f