Chapter 5
Author: PAIGE
last update2025-07-07 17:26:33

Hearing this, Dexter smiled inwardly. Truly, people like her deserve this kind of punishment!

“I beg you, sir… don't do this… I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson, I didn't mean to… uh… please don't fire me, I'm begging you… have mercy on me..” She cried out, while everyone who supported her earlier went mute.

They weren't sure, but they could tell that Mr. Wilson as they call him is one of those wealthy tycoons that dress casually in order to keep attentions off their backs.

Sadly, all her cries fell on deaf ears as the security dragged her out like a ragdoll while she cried, still pleading like it will change the manager's mind.

The card was given back to Dexter then he walked out of the bank, not as Dexter the poor loser, but as Dexter the multimillionaire.

-

Vector dropped his cup on the table as he let out his dissatisfaction and pain to Mr. Fred and the rest of his family members.

“....I wasn't even allowed in!” He explained painfully.

“We need a second option!” Mr. Fred uttered, scanning the rest of his grandchildren. If Vector was banned from Wilson Group, then certainly, someone else should go.

They can't afford to let this stop them.

“I'm sure someone is pulling strings behind the scenes.” Vector hissed, glaring harshly at Ashanti like she was the one behind his downfall.

“Ashanti can go.” Dexter chimed in immediately, then all eyes turned to her.

“Don't, Dexter…” She shook her head.

“Why not? Didn't you say you have a friend in Wilson Group that can help?” Mr. Fred finally spoke to her for the first time since he caught her messing around with Dexter.

“Paxton Cooper?” Sara asked with a smirk.

“Y- yea.” Ashanti hesitated.

“Okay, this is getting interesting.” Sara laughed.

“It doesn't matter. Grandpa can pick someone else.” Ashanti lowered her voice.

“Why would I give it to someone else when you know someone on the inside? This is your chance to redeem yourself, young woman… no excuses. Head to their office first thing tomorrow morning… don't mess this up.” The old man said sternly, but deep down, everyone knows how good this contract will favour their family. “Book an appointment, go on… do it fast!” He urged her then she retrieved her phone to make a call.

“Good evening, I'm Ashanti Smith, i.. was.. thinking…” Ashanti was nervous as she was under the watchful gaze of everyone on the table. And she almost forgot what to say or how to book an appointment. “... I'll be presenting Smith corporate on tomorrow's batch of representatives.”

“Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, but that will be for the president to decide. He's the one in charge.” The lady on the other end explained.

“I'll speak to my boss and get back to you soon.” She said then the call ended.

“And? Did you get it? I bet you were banned too.” Sara rolled her eyes but Ashanti explained everything to them.

Ringing!

Just then, Dexter's phone started ringing.

He knew it was from the company, so he quickly answered it. “Boss, Ms. Ashanti called. Should I go ahead and approve her appointment for tomorrow?”

Dexter cleared his throat, “Oh, that's right.. yes.. yes…I'll give you details tomorrow.” Then he quickly ended the call.

He noticed their gaze on him and even though they didn't ask, he said, “Oh, the marketing team never gets some rest.”

Ringing!

Ashanti's phone rang and after a brief talk, she announced that her appointment had been approved.

Beatrice rejoiced for her daughter. And even the old man was glad.

“The appointment was only approved, not the contract! What's the fuss about?” Vector sneered.

Before Ashanti could protest, Mr. Fred dismissed the meeting and one by one, they all went to their bedrooms.

Sara and Vector scoffed. “I feel sorry for you.. you think if I'm banned, you will be given the contract?” He laughed.

“Shameless bitch! You couldn't reject it. I should be going and not you.” Sara spat.

“Let's go.” Dexter pulled his wife close, shielding her from the hatred her cousins had towards her.

“Playing the doting husband now?” Sara and Vector laughed out loud but Dexter and Ashanti ignored them and walked into their room.

Ashanti immediately opened her laptop, anxiously trying to prepare for her presentation tomorrow.

“Relax.. I'm sure you'll come back with that contract.” Dexter said, trying to comfort her.

“You don't understand… This is a last minute thing. I even deleted the draft I made! I'll have to write them all back… I need to make a good impression on Wilson Group… they are the biggest company to ever grace the earth… for me to bag a contract with them, I have to be the best.” She said while typing on her laptop and bringing some files out of her drawer.

Dexter sighed, sitting on the bed and watching her. She seemed so determined. She was just nothing like the rest of her family.

“I'm sure you'll get it.. don't worry too much.”

At 1am, Ashanti joined Dexter on the bed, and he wrapped his hands around her. “I told you not to wait for me.”

“The wait was worth it. Now I can sleep.” He told her and he had to admit, he was impressed. She didn't stop until she was sure she had enough files ready for tomorrow. “Tell you what… if you get the contract… I'll take you to Polaris so we can celebrate.”

Ashanti turned to look Dexter in the eye. She couldn't tell if she hates him for ruining her life anymore. She had come to realise he cared for her these past few days of their marriage. Plus, he understands that she didn't wanna be touched sexually even if they signed a marriage license and were practically husband and wife.

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