The rise of a cab driver son-in-law to a billionaire.

01

Chapter 1

Ethan Allen, stared at the wristwatch by his wrists. Total fears enraged and enveloped his face.

For the past three years, he toiled like a slave as a man who worked as a cab driver in the cab company who runs both day and night, sometimes not even getting paid for his work. His hard-earned salary was handed over to his wife, Elena Mick, the granddaughter of the city's most powerful and influential family.

Every evening, he returned from work, and instead of rest, he had to cook, do laundry, mop, and even tend to the poultry, all while being reminded that he was nothing more than a piece of cattle. He had hoped to find a better-paying job and live up to the expectations of his wife and her family, but they never gave him the chance.

He drives his cab as he is about to park into the parking lot of the man he is to pick up. But instead got knocked down by a car.

He tried not to fall as he grabbed himself tighter. He finally got up by himself.

The driver got out of the car to reveal a filthy rich man. He growled with all his anger, “Are you stupid? Do you want to damage my car? Do you fuck know how much I purchased this car?”

Instead of Ethan Allen getting angry, he calmed himself down before saying, “I'm sorry sir, I was rushing to pick up a fare for a ride from the owner of this house. My pick-up address directed me here.”

The driver stared at him with such a disgusting look.

“You're crazy! I ordered a cab thirty minutes ago. I told the company that I wanted it here ten minutes after the call. But here you come..." The driver checked his wristwatch, of course, his looks got the nerves that could send Ethan down to his grave right at that moment. The suffering is too much, and he would say any time that he's got the fuckin' silly Destiny.

The driver added, “You coming here thirty minutes later doesn't make sense. Are you that senseless? Like you're poor and yet still senseless? Who knows how much more compliment you deserve than all these I've said to you.”

“Since you're Mr. Whitestone, can you please just accept this fare from me?" Ethan begged, his brow sucking with pitiful eagerness.

“Fuck off, I'm not taking this anymore. You have to return it and tell your company that you're incompetent. Be sure to lose your job.” The driver, Mr. Whitestone said.

“Please sir, don't do this to me. This is the only way I make a living. If I don't pick up this fare, my payment won't rank to an amount by the end of the week.” Ethan kneels with the cab meter by his hands, he is begging harder.

“Young dog, I told you that I don't need the ride anymore. The time I needed it has passed. You should start going now.” Mr. Whitestone said, angrily. “I don't know what you think I do to you, but I do what I do and no one gets to judge me by any chance. You shitty cock!”

“You wouldn't understand. My boss isn't a nice person, and he wouldn't want any complaints by the time I get back to work." Ethan Allen tried persuading more with his eyes on the brow.

"I don't care if he skins you alive. Have a miserable day.!" Mr Whitestone says and gets into his car.

He started the car but Ethan stood and started walking to him. Trying to cross and get to the driver's side. Mr Whitestone has already started the car's ignition. He hits him while reversing, and Ethan falls, including the cab meter he was holding. Ethan quickly crawled out of his way. Mr Whitestone whined down his windows.

"You stupid man! If you die, nobody will miss you. Which part of I don't need this fare don't you strikingly understand? Get the fuck away. " Mr Whitestone said and drove away.

Ethan stood up tearfully, his eyes were so bad. He looked at the cab meter that had fallen. It scattered terribly on the floor. With the tire climbing on it when he was reversing. Ethan knew things would never be so easy with him today.

Ethan picked up the cab meter and started the cab, riding to the cab company.

Ethan arrived at the cab company twelve minutes later. He walked into the cab company. As he was stepping in, his eyes caught up by one lady. One of the workers in the cab company.

"Mr. Joan requested your presence!" The lady said and walked off instantly.

Ethan dusted himself, before heading to the office, he knocked on the door twice.

"Come in!" A growl from the office. Ethan knew he must be in a very huge problem.

Ethan put on some bravery, before walking inside the office.

He finds Mr Charles sitting on the swivel chair.

"Sir, you requested for me," Ethan said.

Mr Charles raised his head, his eyes setting on Ethan. He removed his sunglasses.

"Yes, I called you." Mr Charles purred, "How many minutes from here to Mr Whitestone's house?"

"Twelve.." Ethan stammered out as he was shivering already.

"Twelve what?" Mr Charles asked, angrily.

"Twelve...Twelve minutes sir-"

Before he could finish that, Mr Charles had given him a stunning slap.

"You wanted to ruin my business, huh?" Mr Charles asked.

"Sir, before I picked up the fare from here, and got there it was already thirty minutes," Ethan replied, with his hand holding where he had been slapped. Tears covered his eyes.

"I don't need any story. You're fired!" Mr Charles purred, as Ethan couldn't believe what he had just heard.

He was useless already even when he had this cab driving job. What will happen when he has no job and yet still chooses such a beautiful and rich Raven?

Ethan kneels in front of him.

"Please sir, please don't sack me. My life is holding on to this job." Ethan begged, trying to see if he would change his mind.

Seems like it was getting huge, Mr Charles dialed a number, and before Ethan could know what was happening.

Two bouncers had gotten into the office and bundled him out like a piece of trash.

Ethan was thrown out of the cab company, as people snapped at him.

Of course different posts on social media within twenty minutes. Hashtag my life depends on my cab, hashtag sacked, and thrown out.

Ethan cried as he trekked back home. It was such a terrible day for him. He had always been having difficult days for the past three years. And today wasn't exceptional.

When he got home, to his in-law's house, so, of course, he cleaned his eyes before entering.

He met, Stella McCartney, Elena's mother, his mother-in-law, standing by the door.

"Oh, look who is here." She said. "why can't you just realize how worthless and dumb you are? why can't you just let go of my daughter? Can't you see that you're not compatible?"

Ethan wondered what she was talking about, and wanted to speak but before she could say anything, Stella walked toward him and gave him a terrible slap.

"You were all over the social  media!" Stella added. "You wanted to ruin the great Mick's family name. I'll make sure I put you in your place before you tarnish the family's reputation."

A useless son-in-law like him doesn't have anything to say, so he turned trying to get into the hallway.

"Don't bother getting inside. Enter the kitchen and do the dishes. Cook dinner and when you're done, you've laundry to do!"

Lifting his head, he finds Elena standing. Elena's the lady he got married to.

"Don't you hear me dog, get into work right now!" Elena yelled.