Apocalypse Rebirth: My Ex-Wife Begs for Mercy

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

The headquarters of Horizon Technologies stood proudly in the heart of the city's financial district, its towering glass exterior reflecting the brilliant morning sunlight. 

Employees moved in and out of the revolving doors as they began another busy workday, completely unaware that the calmness around them would turn into chaos very soon.

Near the company entrance, Kate Wilson stood quietly with a cardboard box clutched tightly against her chest. 

Inside were the few personal belongings the security guards had allowed her to take after escorting her out of the building. 

Every few moments, she glanced anxiously toward the road, hoping Xavier would arrive soon, though she couldn't help wondering whether he would be able to help at all after being suspended himself.

While she was lost in thought, the sound of footsteps approached from behind.

George walked out from the company lobby accompanied by two security guards. The smile on his face widened the moment he spotted Kate still standing outside.

"So you're still here," he remarked with obvious satisfaction. "I thought someone with your pride would've left by now…. But it looks like I overestimated you.” 

Kate's expression immediately turned cold as she tightened her grip on the box.

"What do you want?"

George leisurely stopped a few steps away and folded his arms across his chest, wearing the smile of someone convinced he had already won.

"I only came to offer you a better future." His tone remained gentle, almost friendly. "Xavier can't even protect himself anymore. He's been suspended, and you've already been fired. Continuing to follow him won't benefit you in any way."

Kate remained silent, refusing to respond.

Mistaking her silence for hesitation, George continued with even greater confidence.

"You're a capable assistant. It would be a waste to throw your career away because of someone who has already lost everything. As long as you're willing to cooperate with me, I can recommend you for a promotion, double your salary, and make sure you have a much brighter future than you ever would've had under Xavier."

Kate finally looked directly at him. "What exactly do you want me to do?"

A satisfied smile spread across George's face.

"Nothing complicated." His voice dropped slightly. "You worked beside Xavier for years. Help me prepare a few financial documents proving he secretly embezzled company funds. Once the board sees the evidence, he'll never recover. As for you, I'll personally guarantee your position in the company."

Kate stared at him for several seconds before suddenly letting out a short laugh.

George frowned. "What's so amusing?"

Kate slowly looked him up and down before speaking without the slightest politeness.

"Mr. George, setting everything else aside, Boss is at least a hundred times more handsome than you."

George blinked in disbelief.

"If I really wanted to rely on someone," Kate continued with a perfectly serious expression, "I'd choose my Boss every single time. At least I'd get to look at someone pleasant every day, because even a single glance at a parasite like you makes me feel disgusted.” 

Several nearby employees overheard her words and immediately burst into laughter.

George's expression darkened instantly.

"You..." The smile disappeared from his face, replaced by humiliation and anger. "You insolent woman!"

Kate hugged the box closer to her chest and took another cautious step backward.

"I'd rather remain unemployed than help someone like you frame an innocent and genuine person."

George's face twisted with rage.

"So that's your final answer." His eyes shifted toward the two security guards standing nearby. “Then don't blame me for doing this the hard way."

Kate rolled her eyes rather than responding to him.

"What are you waiting for?" Out of furiousness, he barked at the security guards. "Throw her out of here. If her clothes get torn or she gets hurt while resisting, that's her own problem."

The guards exchanged hesitant glances.

Neither of them wanted to lay hands on a young woman, but George's position within the company left them little room to refuse.

Reluctantly, they stepped toward Kate.

Fear flashed across her face as she backed away until her shoulders pressed against the stone flower planter beside the entrance. There was nowhere left to retreat.

George watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smile.

"You seemed very confident just now," he mocked. "Let's see whether your Boss Xavier can come and save you."

One of the guards reluctantly reached toward Kate's shoulder.

At that exact moment, the deafening roar of a powerful engine shattered the tense atmosphere.

Everyone instinctively turned toward the road.

A black SUV shot through the company gates at astonishing speed, its tires screeching violently against the pavement as it headed straight toward the entrance.

George's confident smile vanished, his eyes widened in terror as the vehicle charged directly toward him without slowing down.

"W-What the hell...?"

His legs seemed rooted to the ground as the SUV closed the distance in seconds.

Only when it was almost upon him did he finally recover his senses and stumble backward with a terrified scream. “Ahhhh!” 

The vehicle suddenly spun into a flawless drift, stopping sideways less than a meter in front of him. Thick white smoke rose from the tires, leaving the entire entrance in stunned silence.

The driver's door slowly opened and a polished leather shoe stepped onto the pavement first.

Then Xavier calmly climbed out of the vehicle, closed the door behind him, and fixed George with an icy stare that carried none of the warmth he once possessed.

Without uttering another word, he walked straight toward George. His footsteps were steady, but the terrifying killing intent hidden within his calm expression made everyone nearby instinctively hold their breath.

George unconsciously took two steps backward, his legs trembling so violently that he almost lost his balance. 

“Brother Xavier… You can't….” 

Xavier stopped directly in front of him, his cold eyes devoid of the slightest emotion.

"I leave you alone for less than a day," he remarked quietly, "and you've already found the courage to lay your hands on my assistant.”