His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

“Is that you, Ms. Glynnis Abernathy?”

In a foreign land, the sound of a familiar accent cut through the air, causing Glynnis to slowly stifle her sobs. Her face, swollen from tears, lifted gradually.

The man standing before her was dressed sharply in a suit, yet he was a stranger to her.

“How do you know me?”

Desperation overtook her dignity as Glynnis fell to her knees before him, hands clasped as if in prayer, tears streaming down her face.

“You’re here to help me on my father’s behalf, aren’t you?! Please, take me back to Elmsworth. I can’t stand another day in this godforsaken place! I’m sick, terribly sick! If I don’t get help soon, I’m not going to make it! How can my own father leave me to die?!”

The man’s expression remained impassive, “I’m sorry, Ms. Glynnis Abernathy, I am not sent by your father.”

Glynnis fell back to the ground, her face a tapestry of disappointment and despair.

“However, someone would like to meet you.”

Glynnis had no strength left to question further; her spirit was broken. Pulling herself up, she followed the man to a luxurious car waiting nearby.

As the car door opened, the first thing Glynnis saw was a pair of exquisite silver satin high heels, the ankles slender and pristine.

She thought of her own ragged attire and shrank back in self–consciousness. Those heels were once her favorite brand too. Now, all she could do was look on with envy.

“Ms. Glynnis Abernathy, please get in,” the man said with an easy tone.

Glynnis, summoning her courage, got into the car.

The elegant woman seated inside, unexpectedly clad in a white lab coat, greeted her with a warm and comforting smile. Glynnis felt an instant affinity towards her.

“Ms. Glynnis Abernathy, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” the woman said, extending her hand politely.

As Glynnis shook her hand, tears fell anew.

She had been bullied by her landlord and harassed by thuggish neighbors, overwhelmed by the drastic turn her life had taken and a sudden, devastating illness. Being treated with such respect now was more than she could handle emotionally.

The woman quickly handed her a tissue, full of concern.

“Th–thank you.” Glynnis cleaned her nose, “May I ask, who are you? How do you know me?”

The woman smiled gently, “Call me Ms. Stirling. I’m from Elmsworth too.”

“Ms. Stirling?”

Glynnis studied her kindly face, sniffled, and said, “I used to know someone quite unpleasant with the same last name. But you, miss, you’re much more beautiful and kind than she ever was.”

“Is that so? Well then, it seems we’re fated to meet.”

The woman’s smile deepened, “I knew of you back in Elmsworth, Ms. Abernathy. As the daughter of the Abernathy family, you were quite the figure. I happened across you at the hospital today and was curious about your current plight, so I decided to follow you and learn more. As someone from the same country, I’d like to offer you my help.”

11:30

Glynnis broke into tears again, moved by the woman’s sincere words. Once she caught her breath, Glynnis. gripping the tissue tightly, spoke with venom.

“It’s all because of that idiot and Thaddeus! They all protect my sister, the fool, favor her, and together, they’ve tormented me! They’ve made me deaf and afflicted me with AIDS! They’re driving me to my grave!”

The woman’s brows were knitted together, “AIDS? What happened?”

Glynnis found a willing ear and let loose the floodgates, recounting all her miseries without a care for pride.

The woman listened patiently, and then sighed indignantly, “It’s all their fault. They’ve made your life miserable, Ms. Abernathy. They’re your own flesh and blood; how could they be so heartless? If I were you, I wouldn’t let it go. Even in death, I’d drag that sister of yours down with me.”

Her eyes glinted mischievously as she continued, “Everything your brother has done was for your sister. To get your revenge, all you have to do is drag her down to hell.”

With those provocative words, the embers of vengeance within Glynnis roared back to life! Her eyes blazed with renewed fury; her breaths came out in ragged snarls.

At the sight of her reaction which made her look like an ox that was fixing its gaze on a red cloth at the abattoir, the corners of the woman’s mouth twitched ever so slightly.

“But how can I get my revenge? I’ve been cast out by the Abernathy family; I can’t even afford a ticket back to Elmsworth. And even if I could get back, Thaddeus would find me the moment I land at the airport, and heaven knows what vile means he’ll use against me next!”

“I sympathize with your plight, Ms. Abernathy, and I wish to lend you my support.” The woman took her hand and held it gently, “Don’t worry about the ticket; I can sponsor you. As for returning to Elmsworth, just follow my instructions, and I assure you, your brother will not catch you.”

“Really?!” Glynnis’s eyes widened with excitement, though she was also skeptical. But what choice did she have? Alone, penniless, and diseased, she wasn’t in a position to be choosy. As long as she could go back, she was fine with anything! Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Ms. Stirling, I can’t thank you enough! How can I ever repay your incredible kindness?”

The woman responded with calm grace, “I can’t stand to see the innocent suffer. Your successful revenge will be thanks enough for me.”

The gleaming white Bentley pulled up outside the ornate gates of the estate. Alexia, with distaste in her eyes, meticulously sanitized the hand that had touched Glynnis before stepping out of the vehicle.

As she disembarked, a sharp and cold figure approached her, “Doctor.”

Hans regarded her impassively, “Mr. Abernathy wants to see you.”

Alexia’s face was tense with anxiety as she approached Chad. Seated at an antique rosewood desk, Mr. Abernathy, dressed in a dark, modern suit, was in the midst of creating an ink wash landscape painting.

“Sir, it’s time for your medication. I’ll prepare it right away.”

Alexia was about to fetch the medicine when Chad spoke without emotion, “Alexia, you acted against my instructions and broke protocol this time.”

Alexia was drenched in sweat, her apologies tumbling out hastily, “I’m sorry, sir!”

“I know you’ve got a grudge, but acting in haste like this, you’re going to hurt innocent bystanders.”

Chad’s paintbrush danced across the paper, his demeanor serene, “You’re too impulsive, Alexia. The first to lose their cool is the first to show their hand. Besides, you realize your actions could affect Marilla? She’s Thaddeus‘ sister; does that make her any less of my sister?”

Under her lab coat, Alexia’s legs wouldn’t stop shaking. She clenched her teeth, “I was so focused on getting back at Thaddeus, I wasn’t thinking straight. I’ll step back from things related to Glynnis.”

11:30

A faint smile touched Chad’s pale features, “Forget it. If you’ve promised her a plane ticket, and then back out, it’s quite the embarrassment, isn’t it?”

Alexia’s heart skipped a beat. She had no secrets in front of this man. He seemed to know everything she did, everyone she saw, every word she spoke.

*Just remember, this is the last time. I have no need for disobedience in my ranks,” Chad’s handsome face was half in shadow.

“Never again, sir,” Alexia didn’t dare to lift her gaze.

Then, with a snap, Chad dropped a file at her feet. She picked it up slowly and flipped it open, her pupils dilating in shock as she read it again from the beginning, unable to believe her eyes.

“Glynnis is a live grenade; used right, she can make quite the boom. But it’s a one–time deal.” Chad set down his pen and pressed a white jade seal engraved with his signature into the corner of the painting, “If she succeeds,

it’s because she’s got the guts and the gumption to fight for herself. If she fails, then that useless pawn is off the chessboard for good.”