The Warlord of Wealth and Power

Adrian, I'm done with this marriage, let’s divorce! I have realized what a grievous mistake I made!" Amanda cursed continuously as she packed her things in a box.

Adrian was astonished. It was their anniversary the next day, and he couldn’t believe his wife asked for a divorce a day before.

Although Amanda had been behaving a bit unlike her usual sweet self, and continued to find fault with him recently, he thought it was only because she was suffering from overwork.

He had never once doubted their love for each other. Maybe the overwork had finally caught up with Amanda, so instead of talking back, he said gently, “Tomorrow is our anniversary and I prepared a precious gift for you. I'm sure you’ll …"

“Forget it!” Before Adrian could finish and present his gift, Amanda interrupted coldly.

“I said we’re done! I don’t want to see you sweat for my sake. I have been watching you deliver tons of packages every morning since the first day we moved into this tiny apartment.

You even work as a waiter at noon. Do you even have the time to have lunch, I wonder, before you move on to drive the taxi every afternoon and evening?

And now, you say you bought me a precious gift for me with your hard-earned money, … well, … I really don't think it's worth it, you know.”

Adrian sighed in relief. Looked like Amanda was only feeling sorry for him for working triple jobs.

He chuckled in delight as he stretched his hand to cuddle Amanda, “Honey, don’t say that, you're worth everything in the world. Don’t worry about me. I can do as many jobs as I can to provide for you. I am willing to do anything for …”

PAH!

Amanda swept his hands away abruptly, and interrupted with pure disgust.

She couldn't hold back anymore. So she decided to be straightforward.

“BUT I DON’T WANT IT!”

“Do you realize how smelly you are every night you get back home? I hate it!”

“Do you notice that my friends never meet or greet you and laugh at me behind my back because of you? They all say you’re just a loser who can’t even get a proper job! I hate it!”

“Do you know how I feel when my colleagues go to work by car when I have to get there on a rotten bike? I hate it!”

“Why can’t I live a luxury life that I deserve?

Why can’t I get dressed like a princess?

Why can’t I buy the jewellery I want?

Why do I have to settle down with a stinky low life like you?

What have I done wrong?!”

Adrian was completely taken aback. He had always thought Amanda loved him for who he was.

He hadn’t realized that Amanda loved money so much more that she wanted to divorce.

He had thought he could finally enjoy life as a commoner instead of a General’s for a year or two.

He had thought to expose his real identity tomorrow to give Amanda a big surprise.

He was sure her jaws would drop and she would jump on him with admiration and joy.

Amanda’s request for divorce was not what he had expected!

She was even disgusted at him for his hard work because she thought it made him smelly!

He couldn’t believe his sacrifice bought him this misery in return. He didn’t want to give up on his love, so he tried to talk sense into Amanda as he took out a beautifully wrapped box.

“Honey, I will give you whatever you want. Just give me a chance to prove myself, alright? Look, here is the gift I have prepared for you. I promise that tomorrow, you will …”

“Please, stop it! And don’t honey me anymore. It makes me wanna vomit. You’re nothing but a penniless loser. What can you provide me? Stinky bread or milk? We’re divorcing tomorrow.”

Amanda’s aura was cold and uninterested.

“At least, take a look at it, please. You won’t regret it…” Adrian looked at Amanda eagerly.

But Amanda got up suddenly and swept the beautifully wrapped box that was presented before her eyes with huge force.

The gift box smashed into the wall and rowed across the room, finally lying lonely on the floor far away from the sofa.

“No, there is no need to take a look. It stinks, exactly like you. Fuck off!”

With that said, Amanda headed towards the bedroom.

BANG!

The door slammed closed.

Adrian watched the door idly and then at the gift.

He sighed.

No matter how much he cherished it, his love for Amanda was eventually smashed into pieces by Amanda’s love for wealth.

Sarcastically, Amanda didn’t know what she swept away! If she had opened the gift and taken a glance at it, she would understand it all, but she didn’t.

Adrian walked up to the gift, picked it up and unwrapped it.

In the box, a card made of pure gold and a high-tech looking smart wristband lay silently in it.

If the head of the Goldman Bank was there, he would definitely recognize the pure gold card.

It was specially made for only the SSS VIP customers of his bank and could be used world-wide without spending limits.

Anyone with this card could buy anything they wanted. Just name it.

And there were only five people in the whole world who owned this card.

Lots of tycoons and trillionaires hadn’t even heard of it, not to mention see it.

That wasn’t because they didn’t want to own one, but because they were not even qualified enough to hear about it.

As for the high-teched looking smart wristband, if Amanda had switched it on and verified it after facial recognition, she would immediately gain access to Adrian’s real identity.

She would know exactly how powerful her husband was in the whole country and how influential he was in the whole world.

But she did not.

Adrian switched the wristwatch on and soon after he unlocked it, hundreds of messages flopped up.

“Happy anniversary, General and Lord of the Sovereign Armada! We wish you and your wife longevity and happiness!”

“Happy anniversary, Your Highness, Prince of Meganor Nation! We hope you enjoy your life with your wife. And we hope you and your wife, her highness like the gifts we’ve sent.”

All the messages were either greetings or wishes from Generals of the Empire’s Military Forces, his subordinates and assistants, or members of the Empire’s Royal Family.

Just then, the wristband rang, it was his senior assistant May York calling.

“Greetings, your Highness! Happy anniversary! I am so sorry to bother you, but as you demanded a year ago, I am following your orders and will arrive at your place tomorrow to report to you on the latest news of the borders.

And FYI, we all miss you so much, and hope you can come back to lead us soon.

Also, I will be delivering a few precious diamonds and gold jewelry we members of the military forces have gathered in the past year to your wife, her Highness tomorrow. We hope she likes them.”

“May, thank you all, but sorry, there is no need to bring the gifts. My wife and I are divorcing tomorrow.”

“??? What? Why?” May was taken aback obviously.

“Why? Hehe, she detests me for being poor and smelly.” Adrian chuckled bitterly in an ironical tone.