From a wealthy family

The word 'divorce' rang in Elmo's ear and he felt shock to the core. He just couldn't believe that the person who he loved and endured all the insults for was asking for a divorce. Could it be possible that he heard wrongly? 

"You want us to divorce?" Elmo asked.

"Yes I want a divorce because I am totally and completely suffocated by this stupid marriage and the best thing right now is for us to end this marriage!"

"Kiara but you know I have done a lot of this marriage so why are you saying all this now. Please don't say this!" He pleaded.

"Humph! I don't like repeating myself so just accept whatever I say." Kiara said feeling irritated and Elmo could already figure out that Kiara's mind is made up already so he stopped speaking.

Tears streamed down Elmo's cheek. "Kiara, thank you for making me realize that I am not who you want as a husband. I am really sorry for every pain and embarrassment I have cost you because of this marriage. You can call me and let me know when the divorce papers will be ready, I will surely come and sign it. Bye." He said as he left the mansion.

After seeing Elmo leaving the house, Camilla was very happy.

"Finally this useless impoverish son-in-law is leaving!" She smiled to herself. 

Meanwhile Kiara on the other hand, couldn't help but wonder why she felt bad seeing Elmo like that.

Alone on the deserted street, Elmo was left with no place to go. He kept on walking on the lonely street with a solemn face, all this dream of having living a happy life with her was all shattered. He just couldn't believe that Kiara could do this to him without any trace of being guilty. Just what has he done to deserve all this? Why is the whole world against him just because he is poor? Thoughts of whether it was a crime to marry a wealthy lady despite being poor roam in his mind. Although he knew Kiara did treat him like garbage since the time they got married but the love he has for her made him still keep on enduring her hurtful words which were always thrown at him.

He should be the one looking angry after watching his wife with a man but he couldn't understand why his wife asked for a divorce. The fact that he didn't even see any hints of guilt for her illicit act troubled him the most. Just why could she be so calm after cheating?

Now that Kiara has made him realize how much she hate and despite him, he couldn't help but feel sad. Well, now everything is over..

He suddenly just wants to die and finally leave this injustice world that only values the rich and forsake the poor. Still with a gloomy face, he decided to go see his mother house one last time before he died and left his wicked world.

Just as he got to the small apartment which held a hint of loneliness. He paid the cab man who drove him here, the last Penny in his hand and walked closer to the house which looked as though it had been deserted for a long time. Just staring at the house, he walked into the dusty house with a sad face. He looks over the room with a nostalgic feeling, the cool wind whip through his hair. His mind is consumed with thoughts of his deceased mother, who he lost years ago. He feels completely alone in the world without her.

As he stands there, contemplating his next move, he can't help but think about all the times his mother had been there for him. She was his rock, his confidant, and his source of strength. But ever since she has passed away, he feels like he has no one left in this world who cares about him.

Tears start to stream down his face as he remembers the way she used to hold him when he was sad or scared. He wishes she were here to hold him now, to tell him everything will be okay but no he knows nothing can be okay after Kiara has agreed to divorce him!

He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on him. The only way he can escape the pain and loneliness is by taking the old knife in the kitchen and cutting his slit.

But just before he takes that final step, he hears a voice coming from the back. It sounds like a man's voice. He opened his eyes and saw a tall man wearing a black suit. The man's physique was just so perfect and his expression looked so professional making Elmo wonder what a person like this was doing in this isolated place.

"Who are you and what can I do for you?" Elmo asked as he slowly dropped the knife in his hand on the floor.

"Young master Elmo, I am here to take you to the Brown family mansion." The man on black said as he bowed his hand and Elmo looked at him looking totally confused.

"Why are you calling me young master and which family mansion are you taking me to?" He asked, feeling flustered.

"You are the family heir of the Brown aristocrat family."

"What do you mean?" Elmo gave him a dubious look as he continued staring at the man in front of him.

"Actually I am a secret agent and I have been on a mission to bring you back to the mansion by the old Master and for the past years now, I have been coming here with the hope of seeing you but I guess you disappeared ever since ma'am passed away." The man explained with his head bowed slightly in respect.

"What?" Elmo looked shocked after hearing all this.

"In fact, immediately I saw you walking into the house. I quickly gave a call to the old Master and he asked for me to bring you back. Can I have your account number?" The man asked and Elmo quickly gave him his account number wanting to see what he intended to do with it.

"Why did you ask for my account number and were you perhaps referring to my Mom as ma'am?" He asked and when the man nodded, he felt even more confused.

Just as he was about to ask another question, he saw a 'ding' on his phone and he immediately checked it.

His expression just after checking it shows he was completely shocked to the core..

He just saw an alert of 100$ million dollars on his phone! 

How could this be possible? He raised his head to look at the man and a smile on the man's face. He immediately faced the phone back to check probably whether or not he was mistaken.

With doubt still in Elmo, he kept checking his phone continuously and when he had checked it more than ten times, he finally believed it!

He finally believed that a mere poor man like him was now credited with 100 million dollars..

 His heart was pounding, and he was overcome with a mix of shock, joy, and disbelief. He had always been a poor man who lived at the mercy of his in-laws and barely scraping by. He had never for once thought that he would ever be rich but here he is now.

His eyes were glued to counting the number of figures on his account with so much happiness and then after being satisfied that the money was truly in his account, he raised his head up.

"Were you the one that sent it?" He asked.

"I wasn't the one who sent it. I just forward your account number to the old master and he sent the money." The man gave a cool smile.

"Okay so can you tell me about my family, I want to know everything." Elmo wanted to know everything about his family.

"Young master, I am sorry but I won't be able to tell you anything. The old master will surely tell you everything you need to know once you meet him." The man said.

"Okay." Elmo nodded.

"You can go to the nearest hotel to sleep, tommorow I'll surely come see you, all you have to go is that once you get there, you will message me the hotel name." The man in Black said and both separated.