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Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband The Missing A10 Document
Jamole was tensed as he paced up and down his fingers trembled as he made a phone call across to Anderson, Anderson hesitated to pick up from the other side.The fact was that Anderson was in the swimming pool with some curvaceous pretty ladies so he never realized his phone was ringing by the corner.A few days, ago Jamole paid him a whooping 1 million dollars for a job well done so he decided to merry and spend it on luxuries and women hoping to disappear out of sight any moment soon.After a few more calls, Anderson didn’t come through from the other side.“Shit!”Jamole beamed, pummeled his fist into his palm and tossed his phone to a corner; he needed to makesome confirmation if Zhang signed the A 10 document which was to put him at risk of losing Zhang Group to him.Jamole had ransacked photocopies of the documents Zhang signed and there was no sign of a copy of the A10 documents, in order words Zhang didn’t sign it.And if Zhang didn’t sign it he could lose Swan Group to Zhan
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband For Every Ounce Of My Tear That Touched The Earth
Into the middle of the night while Susan slept quietly in the bedroom Jamole stayed up all night, strategizing his vengeance. He was also swallowed in thought about his investment plans; his acres of land at the Hinterlane and Acrid Forest.Suddenly his phone rang and interrupted his thought; Anderson was calling. When he saw the call nothing came on his mind than the A10 document.“Hey, Anderson?” Jamole called.When Anderson replied from the other side, uncertainty hung in his voice and he suspected Jamole was expecting news about the missing document.“I don’t seem to be seeing the A10 document, boss. Please you just have to give me some more time to figure it out. I know how important the documents are to you.”Jamole sprang from his bed and Susan was startled from sleep. Quickly he squeezed into her night robe and walked into the lobby.“Is that the reason you called. Perhaps you want to know how important that document is to me. That document is my life. If we don’t find that do
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband The Underrated Jamole
It was recess at Swan Group and most of the staffers hung out for lunch and to stretch their bones after long work hour.Andre and Jade hung out at the Spanish Café while they sat to their table of cold cocktail.“Information reaching me is that McDonald the richest man in New York is on the verge of launching his airline. Have you heard?” Andre queried.Jade jerked his head, “Not really, already everyone is carried away by the success of Swan Airline. I believe he gained inspiration from Swan Airline. The anonymous heir has opened the eyes of many billionaires.”Ander shrugged, “But I wonder why the anonymous heir decided to reside in the Caribbean instead of Antipolo. Perhaps he believes dudes like me will kick his ass if he should seize my salary.”Jade let a muffled laughter.“Hey I don’t think you know who the anonymous heir is. I wonder the kind of security and aide that will be in his entourage so that paupers like you can’t lay a finger on him…”Andre chortled and affirmed, “O
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband The Saga At The Garage
The next day after work, Jamole rode his scooter to a car dealer nearby town. At first glance, the thick , short Indian who was the car dealer raised a furious gaze at Jamole, staring at his unkempt looks and wondering what a ragged dude like him had come to do.Quickly he prepared his mind to repel him because the person he saw couldn’t afford a square meal let alone a Porsche.The Indian stared around; his security wasn’t on seat and he would have to fight tooth and nail to repel this ragged unshaven fellow.Jamole caught sight of Rolls Royce Cullinan, Bentley Bentaya and Porsche Panamera. They had all of the those cars in their garage at the villa but the Porsche caught his fancy.The red interior was his wife’s favorite color and the red allow wheel touched his soft spot in a more thrilling way.“I think I love that Porsche. I got to buy it,” he said in his mind and began to advance towards the Indian , who had already stood up with an iron rod handy.The Indian got himself armed
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband Jamole The Fat Cat
The thick Indian burst into laughter and gagged his mouth.“Please, cousin don’t take the words of this pauper seriously,” he gestured at him from head to toe, “Take a look at him, just take good look at him. Does he look like one that can afford a square meal let alone a Porsche? This is one of those paupers that give us headache with their false lifestyle.The wife cut in, “Do you know he came on a scooter? That is the scooter over there.” She pointed across the road. “This poverty stricken thinks we are bluffing. I guess we will use him as a scape goat so that others can learn. We have had enough of them.”“That is Porsche Panamera.” The lanky Indian reminded Jamole through stern burning eyes. “Each is worth $2 million. That car is meant for fat cat and not for paupers…”Jamole interrupted him, “Yeah, the two of them are worth $ 4 million am I right?” He shook his head in affirmation and pushed forth his credit card, “I need them. Here is my credit card for payment. Withdraw the $
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“Take those two keys for the Porsche and drive me home.” He turned around, cast a furious stare at the car dealers before he walked away and hopped into the Lamborghini.“As my boss pleases,” the security replied and bowedThe wife to the bulky Indian kept staring at them, her mouth still gaping in shock and bewilderment. “This is unbelievable,” the wife mumbled.The bulky Indian smiled sheepishly as he stared keenly at Jamole being attended to by his band of security.In few seconds they sped away in the Porsche and Lamborghini, leaving a smug of dust behind“Laughing Cock!” the bulky Indian exclaimed, clicking his fingers , “What was that? He is a mogul? Am I dreaming? Can somebody just wake me up from slumber?”His wife sighed and quarreled, “I can’t believe we just lost $ 4 million. Shit! You caused this!” she pointed at the husband, “For four months we haven’t made any sales. Our cars are losing value. What the goddamn problem is this!”The bulky quarreled, “Oh spare me that! Ho
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband Susan and Stella Quarrel Dirty
Stella snorted and set her jaw as she read the warning query from Susan Pablo; the moment she walked into the her office this morning it was the warning memo that welcomed her.Although before now she had been seeking for such opportunity to confront Susan and when she saw the memo, she deemed it fit to put Susan in the box she belonged.If he could recall she had read the memo for the one thousandth times and each time left her with scorn and wrath; impatience grew in her and she couldn’t wait to remind Susan she was carrying her husband’s child.Without any intention of tolerating Susan anymore Stella stormed out of her office, clenched her jaw as she approached Susan’s office.Rubbing her baby bump, she barged into Susan’s office and snarled at her, staring and shooting thunderous eyes at her.“What has come over you, Stella?” Susan quarreled, “The reason that door was made is for you to knock and not to barge in, in fact this has to stop,” she said and called on her protocol offic
Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband The Demanding Birthday
Heavy voices of merry ladies and men hung hugely over Jamole’s house. Today was the 24th birth day party of his adorable wife, Stella Pitcher and although she had hinted him about it a few nights ago, yet he was still lost in his gloom due to what she demanded for a birthday gift.Nights on end Jamole had been nagged by countless nightmares over thought of meeting her demands. He barely could provide a proper square meal for Stella so he wondered what would inspire his elegant wife to demand he buy her an Arabic Coral Gold Ring.He was yet to know the worth of that gold ring but truth be told, with the few celebrities he had seen donning that ring he knew it wasn’t a piece of cake.With his oversized shoes which had its sole gaping at the ceiling and his I-was-white T-shirt over bottom-patched pants, he was all ready for work but without the audacity to go to his wife in the sitting room to demand for ten dollar which was his transport fare to work.The merriment continued in a very
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