Secretly The Quadrillionaire's Heir

Chapter 2

"Good morning, ma'am," Felix bowed, his head low and hands crossed on his lap. He wondered what he had done wrong this time. Kate shot him a dirty glare and rolled her eyes.

"This grocery is for the catering department at A.X. Corporation. That’s where my daughter works. Handle it with care."

Felix nodded and sighed in relief. Thank goodness—it’s not about me this time.

Besides, if he went there, he’d get to see his love, Meq. He could even make up for annoying her the other day by giving her a small present.

"And how is Dice doing?" Kate asked, settling into her seat.

"He’s fine, ma'am. You can trust me on that," Felix replied with a smile. Kate scoffed but didn’t argue. Felix was good at his job, and she knew it.

He hopped on his bike and rode to the company. When he arrived, he parked, untied the package, and held it carefully in his hands.

Just as he was heading into the main building, two security guards stopped him.

"Hey! Leave these premises now! We don’t entertain losers here!" shouted a fat, potbellied guard, eyeing him from head to toe.

"Wait, it looks like he has a delivery," another guard pointed out, noticing the package.

"But why does a delivery guy look like he crawled out of a dumpster?" the potbellied one still muttered, eyeing Felix.

A woman in a white blouse and black pencil skirt overheard them and chuckled. "No, let him in. He’s here to deliver groceries to the catering department," she said casually.

It sounded like she’d been informed already. Maybe Kate had called ahead. The guards looked at each other, then moved aside. Still, one of them held up a hand.

"Wait! I’ll escort you to the catering department. No wandering around, loser."

The man did not want him constituting nuisance of any sort in the company.

Felix didn’t respond to the “loser” comment, though it stung. Of all things, a loser?

But he stayed calm. He knew his outfit, a green linen jacket and white shorts stained with baby drool, didn’t exactly scream “professional.”

The guard led him to the catering department, and Felix dropped off the package where instructed.

Now, he was finally going to see his wife. He smiled to himself and held the pink necklace he’d bought on the way as a peace offering. Maybe she’ll like it.

He smiled and then looked at the security guard.

He didn't know how to tell him about meeting his wife, so he would show him where the secretary office leads.

Since he got married to her, He always come visiting but the last time he came, she warned him to stop visiting He didn't know why and never cared why. But now, he'll make sure to surprise her. He was wondering what her reaction was going to be, so he asked the security guard.

"Sir, please. I want to see Meq. Meq Carlos."

The guard snapped around. "What the hell?! How dare you say her name, you scum!"

His eyes nearly popped out. Meq Carlos held a respected position so everyone called her Ma'am Meq.

Felix was confused for a second, then remembered that she’d been promoted to secretary.

"Sir, she’s my wife."

That single statement astounded the security guard as he looked at Felix in scrutiny with a deep frown on his face. He was finally sure that this delivery guy was crazy.

"Look here, young man; you weren't allowed in here to display your madness! How can you say she is your wife?"

Felix was stunned by what he said. "You didn't know she was married?"

The guard scoffed. "We all in this company know that ma'am Meq is single and isn't married; there isn't even a ring on her finger to signify it so stop fooling yourself." The guard shook his head, and walked past him.

"What?" Felix was aware that they didn't exchange rings on their wedding day but he surely bought her a ring afterwards. Why wasn't she wearing it?

Felix became dumbfounded as he stood there, recalling those words of the security guard; he couldn't talk anymore.

His face paled as he tightened his grip on the necklace in his hands and hoped that it wasn't what he was thinking. He felt his heart shatter into pieces but suddenly shook his head to disagree with what the security guard said.

He knew his wife never liked him but he was sure it hadn't gotten to such a point.

He sighed and saw a female worker coming in his direction as he stopped her.

"Sorry, miss. Good morning. I’m looking for my wife’s office. Meq... the secretary’s office," he said politely.

She gave him a disgusted look and scanned him like he was garbage. "I didn’t know Ma'am Meq married a houseboy who smells like poverty. What a mess!"

"Please," he said again, ignoring her rudeness. "Her office."

She rolled her eyes. "Take the lift to the third floor. First office on the left you see is hers," she described as he nodded and showed appreciation.

"Thanks miss"

As he walked away, she muttered, "Wife? Jeez. I didn’t know Ma'am had such bad taste." Then she laughed to herself and continued walking.

Felix ignored her and headed to the lift. He was excited. He just wanted to make peace with his wife now.

He grinned and reached for the office door. He was about to knock, but it was unlocked.

He slowly pushed the door open and froze.

Meq was sitting on a man's lap, shirt off, kissing and smooching like no one else existed.

They didn’t even notice him standing there.

He was utterly shaken. The necklace dropped from Felix’s hand. His face went pale.

Without thinking, he stormed in, grabbed Meq, and sat her down on the desk. She gasped, eyes wide in shock, not expecting him to be there.

Felix’s green eyes burned into hers. His jaw clenched tight with betrayal and pain.

"How could you?" he whispered.

Getting a grip of herself, Meq wriggled out of his grasp and quickly wore her shirt.

The man on the seat, the manager, was on his own, surprised at Felix's reaction and wondered,

"Who the hell are you?!"

Felix didn’t even look at him. He began to lash out at Meq.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Meq?! What is all this?!" He grabbed her hand tightly. "What did I ever do to deserve this treatment? What did I do wrong? ANSWER ME!"

His voice was that of a roar, revertebrating round the office, causing her to shiver.

"Who are you?! And what the fuck are you doing here?" The manager stood up, ready to defend her.

The moment Meq heard his voice, she turned to him, "really, hun, I don't know what came over him; he is just a housekeeper married into my family to take care of Dice." Her voice was pure and innocent, nothing like the loud voice she uses to yell at him at home.

Felix's face was ashen in anger as he held her tight in her arms. "How dare you cheat on me and still deny me in front of him?! What did I do to deserve this?! What fucking crime did I commit?!"

"Get your disgusting hands off me, you dickhead!" Meq hissed, hitting him.

The manager, Fred Meyer, grabbed Felix and yanked him away.

"How dare you touch my woman, you houseboy!" he yelled, punching Felix in the nose.

"Aaahh!" Felix groaned and stumbled.

"You want more?!" Fred shouted, landing another punch to Felix’s stomach, then punching his face over and over.

Meq just stared at Felix as he received blows from Fred, not giving a damn about what Fred was doing to him. It was his fault anyway. Who asked him to come here in the first place?

Blood dripped from Felix’s mouth as he coughed and gasped. Fred stopped, turned to Meq, and kissed her.

"Let’s leave this trash here. He’s nothing."

"Of course, babe," Meq replied, kissing him back. "He's just a worthless pig."

Felix, clutching his stomach, stared at them through blurred eyes.

They left him there.

Felix struggled to stand. He breathed heavily, then left the building in silence.

He rode to a quiet riverbank, fell to his knees, and screamed with everything in him.

"WHY ME!!!"

Tears poured down his face. He was devastated and wished the ground would open and swallow him up.

He stared at the sky, cursing the day he was born, and wished never to exist. He cried out in deep sorrow.

Then he thought, "Maybe I should visit the orphanage one last time..."