Rise to Power: The Miraculous Liam Regan.

Chapter 3

Still Liam stood there, completely stunned.

What his eyes met did not make sense to his mind at first. Emily was on top of Mr Benjamin. Both of them were naked, their bodies pressed together, lost in a moment that should never have existed. The room felt tight, hot, and wrong at same time.

His breath caught in his throat.

Because the office was soundproof, that was why he hadn’t heard anything earlier. The walls had swallowed every sound. But the instant the door opened fully, his ears picked it up, the soft, broken moan of his wife, the same voice that used to encourage when he gets back from work, sing his praises when he feels down, and feel the whole world is against him, now calling out for another man.

Immediately His stomach dropped.

Even with the door wide open, they didn’t notice him immediately. They were too wrapped up in each other, bodies glued together, movements careless, blind to everything outside their pleasure.

At that moment Liam’s helmet slipped from his hand, and It hit the floor with a loud clatter.

That sound broke the spell.

Emily froze first. Her head turned slowly, and when her eyes met Liam’s, all the color drained from her face. For a split second, she looked like someone who had seen a ghost.

“Liam… what are you doing here?” she asked, her voice shaking as she scrambled away. Her hands trembled as she rushed to the corner, pulling on her pants and grabbing her clothes, not daring to look at him again.

Upon seeing what just happened Mr Benjamin reacted next. He cursed under his breath and reached for his trousers, covering his lower body as he moved away, his face tight with irritation rather than shame.

“Liam!” he barked. “How dare you bash into my office without knocking!”

He turned his back slightly, slipping into his clothes as if nothing serious had happened.

However Liam stood there, frozen as if his whole body had turned to stone. His mind could not keep up with what his eyes were seeing. His breath came out shallow, uneven, growing louder in the thick, silent air of the office.

“How...how could you do this to me?” The words slipped from his mouth before he even knew he was speaking. His voice cracked, carrying raw confusion.

“What did he tell you! how did he convince you? what the hall is happening.”

His chest rose and fell sharply as he stared at Emily, his thoughts spinning. In his head, he kept trying to make sense of it maybe Mr Benjamin forced her, maybe he promised her something, maybe she didn’t want this. She had to have a reason, something must have happened. The woman he married couldn’t just… betray him like that.

“Emily,” he said again, the anger rising now alongside the shock. “How could you be this shameless? I thought you said you would never cheat on me! You promised me, Emily! You promised me you would never let another man see your body!”

His voice broke halfway, the sound heavy with pain.

“How could you break that promise?” His eyes glistened, his hands shaking. “I trusted you. I trusted you! Why would you do this?”

At that moment the tears finally fell, streaking down through the dirt on his face. Each step he took forward felt heavy, his boots dragging across the floor as if he was walking through mud. The pain in his chest twisted until he could barely breathe.

Behind his tears, Mr Benjamin’s voice came sharp, filling the space again.

“Emily, did you tell him already?” Immediately Liam stopped moving. The words pulled him back for a second.

“Tell me what?” he asked, his voice almost a whisper, his eyes darting between both of them.

Both Emily and Mr Benjamin looked uneasy. Mr Benjamin frowned, trying to understand what Liam had heard.

Liam’s mind started racing. “Tell him what?” Could this mean something else had happened? Maybe maybe his mother…could it be Mr Benjamin forced her so he could save his mother.

The thought hit him so hard his knees almost buckled.

His heart began to pound against his chest, the beats fast and uneven, until it felt like the sound might break through his ribs.

“Did something happen to my mom?”

Liam’s voice trembled as he spoke again, barely managing the words. “Did something happen to my mom?”

However For a moment, Emily didn’t react. She just stood there barefoot, half‑buttoned shirt, hair clinging to her face with sweat. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. Then, as if a switch flipped inside her, her eyes hardened. She straightened her shoulders and looked Liam dead in the eye.

“I’ve already divorced you,” she said flatly. “Yesterday, I went to the courthouse to get it finalized.”

The sentence sliced through the air like a blade.

Liam felt the room tilt. His heart missed a beat so sharp it hurt. “No.” His voice came out shaking. “No, Emily, that’s not possible. You can’t divorce me without my signature you can’t—”

Emily looked at him the same way one looks at something already broken beyond repair. There was no guilt, just cold calm. “My parents helped me,” she said simply.

Liam froze completely. His mouth opened but no words came. He felt that beat again louder followed by an emptiness spreading through his chest.

Her parents.

Her parents were B‑level citizens. All it would take was one visit from them to the courthouse and every rule that protected people like him would vanish.

The court clerks would bow, the papers would move, and a signature from an E‑rank like Liam would become meaningless.

In their world, laws bent differently for people of different ranks. And for the first time, the full weight of that truth crushed him.

He was a nobody.

When Emily had married him, she’d been stripped of her family’s privileges. She became an E‑rank by law, standing beside him through thick and thin or so he believed. He thought it made them equal. He thought their suffering had bonded them. He thought her word could be trusted.

He forgot one thing. Once a B‑level citizen, always a B‑level citizen. It just took a single call home to change everything.

At that moment the room felt too small now. The sound of his heartbeat drowned out every other noise around him.

His lips trembled as he stared at her, voice breaking into a painful whisper.

“Why…”