The Billionaire Husband in Disguise

Part 1

Richard Forger was mopping the floor in Luis Jung's room – the CEO of Westfield Corporation. Richard, the new Cleaning Maid, was unfortunately in the wrong place at the wrong time. When he was busy tidying the floor, Luis Jung suddenly spilled his coffee on purpose.

After an expression of shock, he bellowed at Richard. 

"Hey, Servant! Can't you see there's a mess in here?!”

Richard Forger wanted to swear, but of course Cleaning Service was not a position where he could swear at a CEO. So, Richard hurriedly walked over to the floor that Luis Jung had spilled coffee on. Obediently, Richard wiped the dirty floor.

"Darling, do you want to watch another show?" Luis Jung, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to caress the cheek of his personal secretary, who was seated beside him at that time.

The secretary giggled in delight when Luis Jung caressed her rosy cheeks. With an affectionate tone, she sighed and asked what show Luis Jung was referring to.

"Honey, if you want to do a show, I'd be happy to watch it," sighed the secretary as she snuggled up on Luis Jung's shoulder.

"Ha ha! All right, look at this!”

Luis Jung suddenly repeated the same action of spilling his coffee. But a little different, this time not on the floor but on his own shoes.

"Hey, Servant! Clean my shoes. If I find that there is still dirt left, you can pay compensation using your monthly salary!”

After Luis Jung gave the order but Richard did not give any response, Luis Jung snapped at him. “Hey, are you deaf?! Do it fast!”

Richard was gasped out of his brief reverie while Luis Jung's secretary giggled at the helplessness of a Cleaning Maid in the eyes of a CEO. Instantly, the secretary felt quite proud to have a special relationship with a figure of power such as Luis Jung.

Putting on a fake expression of anger, Luis Jung's secretary pinched her lover's shoulder. “Honey… You are too much…”

But a second later, Luis Jung's secretary also uttered a sentence that made Richard's stomach nauseous instantly.

"Ah, to make it fair, how about he also be instructed to wipe my shoes, Honey?"

Luis Jung burst out laughing and agreed to his secretary's plan.

'Shit! How did I end up being the helper of these brainless humans?!’ Richard cursed inside. However, on the surface, he showed a friendly demeanor as he walked over, bowed, then started wiping Luis Jung's shoes.

As the new Cleaning Service, Richard’s Supervisor has warned that the CEO of Westfield Corporation often treats lowly employees like a trash. It's just that Richard still didn't expect that he would experience that bad luck right on his first day at work.

"Oh… Honey… Look, the way he looks down reminds me of my dog ​​at home." Luis Jung pointed at Richard's head and laughed at it with satisfaction. Luis Jung’s secretary also seems to really enjoy what Luis calls, the 'show'.

“Honey, your humor really makes my stomach cramp. Ah, you are so humorous!”

Hearing two brainless lovebirds laughing at each other, Richard Forger wanted to vomit. Unfortunately, the bullying for him had not ended. When he was still wiping Luis Jung's shoes, slowly but surely, Richard Forger felt his head getting wet. He wanted to reflexively pull his head, but Luis Jung's words really made his body freeze.

“At home, my dog ​​really likes it when I splash his head like this. Oh, how he looks like my dog! Ha ha ha! What a nice Servant!"

The patience in Richard's chest was being greatly tested. With all his might, the cleaning service held his hand from washing his head. His eyes were closed with anger, it felt like he really wanted to beat Luis Jung black and blue. Richard imagined himself getting up and then punching Luis Jung in the face so blindly that the bastard had a terrible disease from the punch. Unfortunately, it's just a fantasy.

Richard's thoughts were interrupted when he heard footsteps entering the room. The person who entered Luis Jung's room was Luis's cousin who also worked for the Westfield Corporation.

“Wow! Have I missed the interesting show?” Julius, Luis's cousin asked with sparkling eyes. Almost the same as Luis Jung, Julius is also a man of conglomerate descent who sees the existence of the poor as the object of entertainment for the upper class. "I think I'd also like him to visit my room this afternoon!"

“Eh, you want to borrow my new dog?! Wait until I'm done having fun with him!” Luis Jung replied to Julius's words full of arrogance, as if Richard's presence was only there to satisfy all of them.

“Hmm… Can this new dog lick the toilet? Incidentally it looks like my toilet is a bit dirty! Ha ha ha!"

Luis Jung and his secretary laughed together. They praised Julius' plan to order Richard to lick the dirty toilets.

"Alright, I'm going back to my room first. If he's done with you, don't forget to order him to my room. Okay?"

Luis Jung nodded in agreement. Right after Julius closed the door, Luis Jung's toe kicked Richard in the face.

Dug!!!

“You heard that my cousin wants you to lick his toilet. Well, off you go now!”

Richard, who fell backwards, seemed to grip his hand tightly. Like there was hot lava gushing in his head. Richard seemed unable to withstand it all. His eyes reddened, his teeth gritted.

“Don't think you can go around being bad to the poor people! Damn cockroach!” Richard stood up then with a quick movement, he punched Luis Jung's nose firmly.

“Arrrgh!” Luis Jung bounced backwards with a bloody nose. He wanted to shout for security, but immediately he cancelled his plan because he didn't want rumors to circulate that the CEO of Westfield Corporation had just been beaten up by a cleaning service.

Not wanting the embarrassing gossip happened to him, Luis Jung then shouted at Richard. “Listen carefully! You got fired!”

***

In the afternoon, Richard was busy looking for job vacancies on the notice board in the City of Roxburgh. Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Richard looked at the phone screen and found George Warren calling him.

“Richard… Richard… I've considered you as my own nephew. How can you do this to me? I never even asked you to pay the rent for my flat… But, how could you do this…”

There was a sound of sobbing from George Warren. Richard looked confused because he did not understand what George Warren was saying. Therefore, Richard decided to return to the flat he lived in.

When Richard was quite close to George Warren's Flat, how shocked Richard was when he saw various heavy equipment busy tearing down George Warren's Flat. Not far away, George Warren was wailing over his destroyed assets.

"Mister George, what was happening?!" Richard ran to George Warren, the old man who had been kind to him.

George Warren pointed at the heavy equipment that knocked down his beloved Flat. “You have offended the wrong person, Richard… You have offended someone who cannot be offended…” George Warren roared again then explained that some time ago, an emissary from the Westfield Corporation had suddenly come and said that they had the land title of George Warren’s Flat.

"They took my assets and I can do nothing. When I asked why I had to suffer this bad luck, the CEO of Westfield Corporation said that it was all because of you, Richard…”

Hearing George Warren's story, Richard felt like the sky was falling and hitting his back. For a moment, Richard was speechless.

“Richard, they say, if I want to sue, they say, I can charge you. Richard, what have you done to the CEO of Westfield Corporation?”

At that time, George Warren handed Richard a piece of paper. According to George Warren, Luis Jung wanted Richard to accept it.

Richard gulped, his heart sinking. He did not expect that Luis Jung would go that far. Richard's hand slowly opened the roll of paper that Luis Jung had gave to George Warren. On the paper, there was a sentence that makes Richard speechless,

[Loser, this is just a warm up! According to my prediction, before the sunrise you will be a crippled man for the rest of your life!]

Richard crumpled the paper furiously. His breath rose and fell with anger. His hand patted the shoulder of George Warren who was still wailing and crying.

"Mr. George, I promise to pay for your losses."

Richard then took a black card from his trouser pocket. It had been a while since he'd just kept the card and didn't really think about using it. But the situation was urgent, it was time for him to use the black card to save his position.

'With this card, I will become the son-in-law of a wealthy family!'