The Coming Back Of The Hidden Trillionaire

CHAPTER 1

Xavier McKinney, a poor bartender, is maltreated and tortured by his in-laws because of his poor and wretched status. He married his wife, Joyce, 2 years ago because he loves and cherishes her so much, and Joyce does the same too.

His wife's family are wealthy and influential people and hated the fact that he got married to their daughter. But due to the love he has for her, he endured the maltreatment and hoped they changed for good.

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Their car stopped in front of his wife's sister's house. Joyce made him go there for her aunt's birthday party.

“I can't go in there; your family hates me." Xavier said nervously immediately after they reached the entrance door.

“They don't hate you, and Aunt Kisha would kill me if we miss her birthday party." Joyce responded.

“But Joyce…" Xavier tried to say.

“Come on, let's go." Joyce said and dragged him into the house; he followed her reluctantly.

Music blared loudly inside the sitting room; Joyce's sister Mira is dancing romantically with her fiancé, Greg. They stopped immediately when Xavier got in; he felt so ashamed.

“Joyce, I see you brought this trash you call a husband." Mira mocked with laughter.

“Doesn't he know that he's not welcome here?" Greg said disgustingly. Xavier bent his head in shame.

Greg, their other rich in-law, walked up to Joyce and whispered to Xavier's hearing.

“Just dump him already, Joyce; I will be waiting. And you, Xavier, you don't belong here, street rat!" He said it straight to his face.

“Ok, everyone! I'm ready for my presents!" Kisha said happily, and Joyce walked up to her. Xavier wanted to follow up, but Greg halted him.

“We are just waiting for the day Joyce wises up and divorces you." Greg chuckled sarcastically.

“It's ok, Greg, I love Joyce and mean no harm to her." Xavier responded calmly.

“Hmm, we don't need your love here; you disgust us!" Greg sneered. Greg walked to Kisha, adjusting his suit. He presented her with a golden chain and wristwatch.

“Oooh…the watch is so beautiful!" Kisha exclaims happily.

“Aahh, yes, that's from me, Aunty Kisha; it's pure gold. And I believe it once belonged to Queen Elizabeth." Greg said boastfully. Joyce patted Xavier's shoulders as he squeezed the little envelope that he was holding as a gift.

“Finally my sweet in-law has some good taste." Kisha said with a smile. She then turned to Xavier with a disgusted and brutal face.

“Xavier, what did you get for me?" Kisha asked and immediately snatched the envelope he was holding.

“Wait? No…" Xavier stammered, but it was too late; she brought out the letter and read it out.

“Dear Aunt Kisha, I need to borrow $500,000. I will pay you back!" She read disgustingly. She dropped the letter and stood up angrily.

“Did you come to my party just to beg for money!?" She shouted furiously at him. Xavier faces the ground shamefully.

“Aunt Kisha, stop! You are embarrassing my husband!" Joyce said immediately.

“Get out!" Kisha shouted, and Xavier stood up shamefully to leave.

“Wait, I will give you the money if you divorce Joyce and leave this family forever; in fact, I will give you $1 million." Kisha added.

“I'll never divorce Joyce!" Xavier responded and left immediately. Joyce ran after him outside the house.

“Xavier, what was that?" She asked.

“My foster mother needs surgery; it will cost $500,000." He responded.

“Let me talk to Aunt Kisha; I know she…" Joyce was talking when Aunt Kisha walked up to us.

“Talk to Aunt Kisha about what!? He'll never get a dime from me. Now go!" Kisha yelled. Joyce took his hand to leave.

“Not you, Joyce! If you leave, then you are no longer my niece!" Kisha said.

“Don't worry, Joyce, I will go." Xavier said and left. He got a call from work.

“Hi Mr. Xavier, you are fired from coming to work. We found someone else for replacement… Don't ask for reasons." His manager said and hung up. His manager has hated him ever since he started working there.

Xavier walked on the road tiredly; he had no one else to meet to ask for my foster mother's surgery bill, and he lost the only job he had. Just then a black Jeep drove past him and then reversed back to him.

“Mr. Xavier! Mr. Xavier! I have been looking all over for you." The stranger said in the car, winding down his windows.

“Who are you?" Xavier was surprised.

“Wait, you don't remember? It's Philip, your old butler." He responded.

“How did you find me?" Xavier asked.

“Your grandfather sent me; he is very sorry that the last few years have been so hard on you. Here, take this; it's your inheritance. It isn't much. Only $5 billion." Philip said, handing him a golden card.

“$5 billion dollars!?" Xavier was shocked.

“Yes, you know your grandfather is a very wealthy man." Philip responded.

“No, I didn't know because he gave me up! I don't want anything from him." Xavier said and continued walking. Philip followed him with the car, and he stopped again.

“Yesterday, he bought the Berol cooperation company for $15 billion dollars. And now it's yours. Here, take this golden card; it should be more than enough to take care of your foster mother's surgery bill." He gave him the card and drove off.

“Wait!" Xavier shouted, but he left already. Xavier stood at a spot staring at the golden card.

His grandfather's company and Joyce's family are rivals, so their marriage was not approved by his grandfather. That was why he gave up and neglected him all these years, but now that Xavier is back to being a billionaire. He will keep this a secret from Joyce.

He got home and found Joyce cooking in the kitchen.

“Xavier, I'm sorry about today; I'll talk to Aunt Kisha again." She said immediately she saw him and hugged him tightly.

“Don't bother; I don't want anything from your family." Xavier smiled at her.

“Except me?" She giggled.

“Except you." Xavier replied and kissed her. They were sleeping; he checked up on Joyce and made sure she was already deep in sleep. He got up and took up the golden card and dialed the doctor's number with his phone.