Ansel got home lost in thought. He still found it very hard to believe that he was now the richest man in the entire city.
He couldn't help but to wonder if life was as easy as that for some people out there. He didn't know if he should be grateful for the sudden abundant blessing. The house was more unsettled than his mind. Lara Jane and her family lived away from the Cree family mansion because of Ansel. Since her grandfather had died, she and her family got kicked out of the mansion because they didn't want to see Ansel. Lara Jane didn't have a problem with him, but it was more reason for her parents to hate her husband. They hated the fact that they lived apart in a small apartment like they were not millionaires but just a normal family. Lara Jane was caught up in a heated argument with her parents and, as every other time, it was Ansel's matter. “Tell me what exactly it is that you are trying to pull here! Huh! Can't you read in between the lines? We might lose it all soon because of your foolishness!” Ella, Lara Jane's mother, yelled out angrily. She was filled with so much rage and didn't care to hide it. "I just don't understand why you act so blind when everything is on the line! It's not just about you but your entire family! Your entire family is on the line!" “Mom, please calm down, nothing worse could happen to us,” Lara Jane said with a frown on her face. She had to listen to her parents complain over and over and over again. The conversation had begun to bore her rather than annoy her. She just decided to go through with it since her parents had decided to turn it into some kind of ritual. Her mother scoffed. “Nothing worse can happen to us? Did you really just say nothing worse can happen to us? Okay, tell me, what if we get kicked out of the family, huh? Not just kicked out, what if we are cut off from the family's wealth and everything? We would be nothing more than a family of paupers. Isn't that worse?” “Mom, grandma is being very irrational right now, and I don't expect you to be this way either. So what if we get kicked out? I'm very educated and so many companies are dying to have me. I'll easily find another job, and we can continue our lives from there,” Lara Jane firmly said. “What if she uses her connection to make sure you never find a job in the city, huh? You know she has mad connections.” Ella stood with her hands firmly pressed on her hips. “Then we will leave the city. This isn't the only city in the entire world, you know.” “You fool!” Her mother growled. “Don't you want to leave this shitty house and move to a fancy mansion? Why are you so okay with this fucked up life?! Just do as you are being told and get married to Paul Bryant, he is a good man.” Ella's voice softened as she spoke of Paul. “Lara Jane dear,” Tim, Lara Jane's father, finally spoke up. The man had been watching his wife and daughter argue in silence, half sitting and half standing on the back of the couch. “You know that your mother is right, we are all trying to show you the good life that a marriage with the Bryant family promises. You can become the richest in the entire city by just getting married to him. “Not to mention, your grandmother will make you her favorite grandchild at once! You will have so much power and wealth, your cousins will come to respect you.” Lara Jane took a deep sigh. “Listen, both of you, I am tired of having this same conversation with you and grandma over and over and over again. I am tired! I don't know how else you want me to say this, but I will not divorce my husband no matter what you say, never!” Her eyes glowed with anger as she exclaimed to her parents. She had grown tired of that same conversation and her having to prove her point every single time. Why wouldn't they just leave her alone? Why weren't they bugging her younger sister to leave her fiancé and marry Paul, since he was such a big deal? Both of her parents were surprised by their daughter's sudden outburst. Ella stared with widened eyes with her jaw dropped in disbelief. Tim stepped forward to speak, but his wife took the lead. “Why you little?” Cut off by the sound of the door as it opened and shut, Ella turned her head around to see who it was and when she saw the face that walked in, her lips curved into a slight smirk. “Well, well, well, look, who finally found his way home in time to grace us with his presence.” Her voice had reduced to a lower tone. Ansel walked into the living room and stood with his hands fixed at his back. His eyes surveyed the mood of the house, and he knew it wasn't a good mood. Though he was never a good mood whenever he was around. Ella crossed her arms below her breast and glared at Ansel with disgust written all over her face. “What do you have to say to yourself after that stupid act you displayed this evening at the mansion? Huh?” Ansel fell silent for a moment. There was a slight smile on his face as he stared at his mother-in-law. How would she react if she heard about his real identity? What would they think of him if they learnt of the money that was in his account currently? Would they bow down and start worshiping him at once if they learnt that he was the richest man in the entire city and the King's corporation now belonged to him?Latest Chapter
CHAPTER THIRTY -NINE
Ansel stayed by the window for the rest of the evening, his cell phone in hand, as if willing the storm to cease as quickly as he had ceased to want to run away from it all. It didn't and with a slight sigh he turned away again." We're not leaving tonight."Lara looked up from where she had been sitting all this time, serene in the glow of her exhaustion of the day. Her hair was a little messy, her wrist still bandaged, her entire being slumped in an uncooperative posture. She just gave him a tiny nod. "'Okay.'" It was a simple sentence, and Ansel held his gaze on her face for another moment, as if afraid it might change her mind, or the entire course of their evening. Lara then picked up her cell phone as if acting on a half-remembered reflex, and the glowing screen met her eyes in the dim light. She looked at the screen, saw the name flashing before her, Paul, and answered the call.His voice cut through, muffled slightly by the drumming of rain against the windowpanes. "I can
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Ansel walked in, not knocking first. The ceiling in the room was lower than in any other room in the hotel, and the lamplight in here was the same muted gold that gave every impression of appearing far quieter than it really was, seeming muted more than muted. Lara stood up, as soon as Ansel had fully entered the room, looking as if she had held herself together for far too long and one tiny sound had prompted some part of her to snap. For a moment or two, nothing was said. Lara's gaze, hesitant, almost frightened, searched his face for what it held. For several hours she had been alone here, listening to the sounds of people walking down the corridor outside, distant conversations through the thin wall, and imagining any number of different possibilities that lay out of her hands. It was the waiting that was exhausting, far more so than any other factor involved. Ansel closed the door, adjusted his cuff, as if the row had not taken place in the room overhead; as if the things that
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Ansel's office was a controlled emptiness, a space that seemed to expect subdued responses from the air within it. Outside the city had fallen to dusk, a gradient of gold into indigo; inside everything remained crisp and monochrome. Documents were neatly stacked and arranged on the desktop. Despite the stern authority and ordered calm that resided in the room, Ansel's attention kept straying from the file on Taiwan investors that lay before him and, toward nothing he would name.He stared at the folder with the company data, re-reading the same sentence over and over, taking in nothing. These kinds of deals were no new territory for him: negotiation, leverage, control-these were just shifting variables in any number of games he'd already played. But tonight a low, persistent buzz, just beyond him, refused to leave him be. Including Lara in the dinner plans seems okay at first but now it felt like a slap to his face. He pushed the file across the table, opening it and then slamming
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Ansel stood at the head of the table looking his same self but something was still and quiet in him that seemed anything but relaxed; it was a sort of controlled reserve that accompanies an equation too overwhelmingly overrun by unaccounted variables.The Taiwanese investor, Mr. Hsu, shifted a cufflink and allowed his eyes to sweep slowly across the room before landing on Lara. His expression was that of such invasive assessment that Lara felt an automatic urge to sit up straighter, not out of anything hostile, but because it was there. Ansel registered the gaze immediately, and his jaw twitched almost imperceptibly."You want her to present?" Ansel asked, his voice carefully controlled but with the implicit demand that came with a question asked to stall rather than gather information.Mr. Hsu nodded curtly, his features blank. "Yes. I would like to speak with her directly on this project."There was something heavy in the stillness that descended.Carlos leaned forward slightly in h
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Lara examined the piece of paper for longer than necessary, her grip on it tightening almost instinctively, as if it might change its meaning if she simply held on longer." A dinner with the Taiwanese investors attendance is mandatory, for observation and alignment of presentations." Lara read out "A corporate dinner like that is a negotiation wrapped up in something else," Paul explained quietly. "So don't be surprised if business isn't all they're interested in." Lara nodded, but she wasn't sure what exactly she was meant to be prepared for, yet she agreed because denying it would mean turning away from something that remained ineffable. That night as Lara stood in front of her mirror and adjusted her dress, she did so with slow, hesitant movements. Her reflection was staring back with a confused uncertainty she couldn't name. Deep down, Lara knew this dinner was more than an additional corporate engagement; it felt like a pivotal moment, though whether good or bad, she didn't
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Ansel ignored the comment, and Carlos had already moved on, his fingers flying across his tablet. "The Taiwan deal went through. They checked in at the hotel." "Excellent," Ansel said. "Although, it might be in your best interest to have a look at them before things develop any further." Ansel's jaw tightened a little. "Set up a dinner reservation." "Tonight?" "Tonight." Carlos entered the information and when the two of them exited the boardroom, the hallway seemed to rewind time and start all over. The moment Ansel stepped outside, however, he stopped. Several feet away, sat Lara, an ice pack pressed to her wrist, Paul by her side talking to her in soft, hushed tones. Lara looked almost human, in a way that troubled something deep down inside him that he refused to identify. Paul said something and she smiled, not an polite, business smile, but a true, natural one, and it hung in the air for much longer than necessary. Carlos's eyes followed Ansel's gaze to where Lara and Pa
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