A Billionaire After Divorce

DECLARING THE CONTRACT NULL

Turns out the old man is none other than Arthur Smith, the President of World Apparels Galaxy, a new company that deals with garments, shoes, necklaces, and everything else.

Just like the name implies, it is a galaxy where almost anything wearable can be found, and only if a stock is out of the market can a customer enter the Galaxy and not come out with what he or she wants.

World Apparels Galaxy was founded three years ago, and in just these three years, it has managed to become one of the most affluent companies in the county, ranking second on the top ten companies list.

Surprisingly, the booming of Sun Glow Apparels is related to this company because three years ago after Isabella and Jordan got married, World Apparels Galaxy offered Sun Glow Apparels a long-term contract and that push was just what Sun Glow Apparels needed to grow.

This is due to the fact that the instant the contract was signed and the rumor spread like wildfire, the firms in the same line of business as Sun Glow Apparels that had previously disregarded them because they were just a growing firm, all began asking for partnership, causing the company to generate so much profits, skyrocketing its net worth and putting it where it is today.

This is the reason Isabella addresses the old man so respectfully. It is her own way of showing him just how grateful she is.

Arthur turns to look at Jordan who has an indifferent gaze in his eyes and swallows a lump of spittle. Jordan appears not to have anything to say but somehow, he understands Jordan's thought, and sways his gaze back to his phone, picking it up.

"President Smith, I called to-" At this moment, Isabella is cheekily babbling on and on when Arthur indifferently cuts her off...

"Mrs. Caden, I was just going to call you. I'd like to tell you that the cooperation between your company and World Apparels Galaxy is from this moment declared null. You would receive the termination contract from my attorney any moment from now," he blurts, not standing on ceremony with her at all.

"What?!" Isabella's words catch in her throat and she shudders, almost losing her balance. "P... President Smith, w... What are you talking about?" She stutters, breathless.

She doesn't understand what is happening at all. What did she do? Did she breach the contract? Obviously not!

This contract has been running for three years now and she has never done anything breach worthy, so how can she do it now?

Besides, when she spoke to Arthur Smith two days ago, he was respectful and cheerful to her, so how could he have just decided to cancel everything today?

Out of the blue?

She clenches her fist, seething. This is maltreatment! She did nothing wrong! She stomps her foot and bites down on her lower lip. And to top it off, Arthur didn't even bother to answer her question and now, he has just dropped the call on her.

He dropped the fucking call on her ear without answering her question or explaining what she did wrong! How outrageous!

She picks up the flower vase in front of her, seemingly about to slam it against the wall, but freezes as her ears pick up the sound of some people crying outside.

"That foolish punk because he is older than you, he dared lay his hand on you, that hand he used would swell!"

"Dogs would rush him while he is walking on the road and tear him to dreads! Even a fragment of his body wouldn't be found!"

"After I fed him for three years, he repaid me by slapping you! Such an ungrateful bastard! Karma would judge him!" The voices go on and on cursing and cursing.

These people are naturally Gerald and Avery. Not long ago, Gerald had told Avery how everything went down, including how Jordan slapped him to the floor.

Avery got so angry that she couldn't help but begin cursing and in no time, Gerald joined.

Isabella hisses and drops the flower vase in her hand down to its place before hurriedly making her way outside.

"Mum, Gerald," as she sees it is her mum and brother, she frowns. "What happened? Why are you two disturbing everywhere?"

"Is it not your good-for-nothing ex-husband?!" Gerald snaps, glaring at her.

"What are you talking about?" Isabella furrows her brows.

"He slapped me! Your loser of a husband slapped me!" Gerald stomps his foot.

"Hahaha," Isabella laughs half-heartedly. "If you are up to those games you play for money then you failed this time. Please spare me that nonsense. Jordan slapped you? Hah, what a joke!"

How could Jordan have slapped her brother when he couldn't even fight for their marriage? What a lie from the pit of hell. That punk is a coward!

He doesn't have the liver to pull off such. She doesn't believe it at all.

"But I'm saying the truth, he truly slapped me!" Gerald sucks his teeth. "I'm not acting up and this is no game for money!"

"Ok," Isabella shrugs nonchalantly. "Just stop crying, you too mum, I have better things to worry about. My company is having a big crisis right now," she sighs.

"What?!" Avery exclaims, wide-eyed. "What happened?"

"Well," Isabella takes a deep breath and tells her everything.

"That's outrageous! How could he treat us that way? Is it because he is more powerful than us and we can't possibly do anything to him?!" Gerald grumbles contemptuously, seething.

Isabella lets out a dejected sigh and lowers her head without saying anything. What can she even say? It's not like she is also not confused as to why Arthur Smith would just suddenly want to cancel everything when she has done nothing wrong.

"Well, since things have come to this, we can't while away our time thinking about what we did lest the company crumbles before we are done thinking.

"What I'm trying to say is that we have to quickly move on and find a way to get things back in place," she drops her gaze to Isabella adding, "I've considered all the odds we have and that man is the only one that can help us. A friend of mine informed me that he was invited to a charity event that would take place downtown. I'm hoping you can go meet with him."

The glow in Isabella's eyes dim and a taste of lemon creeps into her tongue. She is not new to the man Avery is talking about.

It mattered not that she didn't mention his name. This is because she has gotten used to this man's presence that each time anything about an external man, not Jordan is mentioned, she automatically knows it is him.

This particular man has been chasing after her for three years now, but she doesn't like him at all.

Naturally, she would never agree to meet up with him, but recalling her company's fate, she sighs and says begrudgingly, "Ok, I'll get in touch with him."

Avery instantly breaks out with a wide grin. This man is super rich! Hah, she can't help but begin imagining the goodies she would get from him once the link-up is successful.

"Sire, there is a charity event going on tonight, would you love to join?" In the car, Arthur asks, staring at Jordan through the rearview mirror while fiddling with the keys.

"Sure."