The Wrath of Carl Gerald

Chapter twelve:

"It's these broke fools."

Tiffany Raymond looked at Carl Gerald with a sneer of disgust. "I really didn't expect you to stalk me all the way here, especially after behaving so arrogantly at the hospital earlier."

She hid behind Austin Tyler, a fake placid innocence played across her dark brown eyes. As Carl Gerlad met eyes with his ex-wife, his rage erupted like a volcano.

"I told you he was still attached to me, he's so disgusting." Tiffany murmured audibly.

"Don't keep your head in your ass, I don't like you one bit. Anything I held for you vanished the moment you walked away with this man." Carl Gerald made himself as clear as possible.

"He's disgusting and mannerless, talking to the fiancee of a soon-to-be business tycoon owner and being stubborn!" Austin stepped forward, staring Carl Gerald straight in the eye.

"W-what?" Sara Gerald felt like she heard wrong. "Fiance?"

"Yes, Sara. I'm going to marry Austin Tyler very soon. Tell your brother to stop stalking me." She twirled her fake curls, batting her eyelash extensions at Austin.

"I'm going to be an undisputed top family in this city, people like Clyde Lex won't even be able to compete, let alone you."

Carl Gerald didn't talk back. He caressed Sara's hand, as though telling her to be patient until the couple was done blabbing.

"Baby, you know my father promised that when he finishes all the formalities needed to successfully secure a partnership, he'll transfer the ownership of that villa to my name." 

He spoke to Tiffany Raymond, holding her closely but never taking his eyes off Carl Gerald.

"What, really?! Is it the one with special qualifications?" She too looked at Carl, making sure to make loud the last two words. 

People around them slowly drew out of their conversations. They knew that acquiring Vesta Bank's special villa couldn't be achieved through ordinary means.

Everyone heard about the Clyde Lex family being turned down without a second thought. Suddenly hearing of somebody acquiring the property would easily draw attention.

Little did they know the owner had now become none other than the man before them, Carl Gerald.

"It'll be our home after marriage." Austin bragged, inching closer to Carl Gerald.

It was only a whiff but Carl Gerald's heightened senses picked up the scent of booze. It was no wonder Austin Tyler was very talkative.

Suddenly a young man dressed as a butler approached them. He seemed stressed about something. "Miss. Raymond..." He called as he stood somewhat closely to her.

"What now?!" Tiffany snapped at the poor man.

"W-well... the bank called just now–"

"And?!" Tiffany asked impatiently.

"...They're revoking the villa." He said timidly.

"What?!" Austin Tyler and Tiffany Raymond echoed in unison.

"It's true, they said a new owner had come for the house and that he'd be moving in with his family..." He reported.

"O-oh.." Tiffany Raymond was shocked at the sudden news.

"Don't worry baby, we can probably meet them after the event." Austin said, fantasizing about meeting the new owner.

"As if." Carl muttered.

Sara, hearing what he'd muttered, struggled to hold in a laugh. Sara realized that she and her brother were the new owners!

Austin saw the stifled laughter from Sara, as well as the satisfied look from Carl. "What was that you said?!" His blood began to boil.

"I just said that if I was the new owner, I wouldn't like to meet you! Not. One. Bit." Carl said at the top of his lungs. 

Without warning, the couple burst into laughter.

"He's so foolish! He thinks he can dream about owning the villa." Austin cackle maniacally.

Small giggles began to escape from the observing crowd. It seemed everyone looked down on Carl Gerald.

"If Clyde Lex couldn't land the property, what makes you think you could dream about it?" Tiffany teased.

"A powerful multinational bank like Vesta has nothing to do with the likes of stalkers as you." Austin began humiliating him in front of the now attentive crowd.

The music slowed down and became disorderly as the musicians tried to hear the ruckus. "Carl, everyone is staring." Sara whispered to her brother.

"Go, I'll be right behind you." Carl told Sara softly. He didn't want to drag her with him into the humiliation.

"Go where?! To spread her legs for more men?" Austin replied smugly.

"What?" Carl's eyes trembled, and Sara's heart dropped.

"You've not even finished mourning that useless mother of yours and now you're encouraging your sister to use her body to make money for you." 

Austin leaned in even closer, "Especially after those men that attacked her had fun with her. One. By. One. And you know the funny thing? Tiffany told me that she'd enjoyed it, like the slut that she is."

Carl's eyes becomes bloodshot with rage, he pulled back his sleeve and grabbed Austin's colar. "Damn you!"

He let go of all moral grounding and logical reasoning at that point. Carl Gerald punched Austin Tyler's face, pushing him back slightly.

"Carl!"

"Austin!!"

The two ladies screamed. Tiffany and Sara turned to look at each other, and Tiffany was greeted with a look of disgust before the teary eyed Sara turned back to watch her brother pummel through the arrogant Austin Tyler.

"If you don't love your life, repeat what you said right now!" Carl growled, pulling him up from a table he'd slammed him into.

"Tell your brother to stop this!" Tiffany grabbed Sara's wrist.

Sara shook free, "Why? He deserves it." She said almost about to spew water works. Sara reconsidered at the last minute.

"Carl, stop!" Sara rushed to her angry brother to the surprise of Tiffany. "Please stop, don't do anything hasty."

Carl Gerlad, though seething, listened to his sister. "Don't think I'm done with you just yet." Carl growled at Austin who'd seemed to sober up as he tended to his red nose.

"And what will you do, huh?" Austin Tyler shouted angrily at Carl Gerald.

Carl, pulled out his phone from his jetted pockets, along with a card. It was the one he found earlier, that of Debra Zach's.

He dialed the number and put it on his ear.

"Debra speaking! Would you like anything, General Carl?"

"Tell Juliet Marcus that I said to cancel all partnerships with the Tyler family." Carl said to the surprise of everyone. They knew Juliet Marcus was one of the owners of Vesta Bank.

"And this is not just an order," Carl added, "It's a command.”