Asha Smith:
After hours of shopping, we headed straight to the beauty salon. Stella was determined to make me look absolutely stunning. While the professionals worked on me, I felt like a true princess. The end result left me speechless; I had never felt so beautiful and confident in my life, with bold red lipstick accentuating my look.
But our mission that day wasn't just about transforming my appearance. We decided it was time to take action regarding the complicated situation I had accepted for far too long. No more accepting everything from that man... I would arrive at the company in power, and with the divorce contract in hand, I should be the owner of the company according to the contract terms. We hired a competent lawyer to fight for my rights, asked him to include the clauses from the old contract, and requested majority ownership of the company for myself, after all, it was my right.
When the contract was ready, which didn't take long, the lawyer and I went to meet Allan, the current owner of the company. And there I was, dressed in a striking red midi dress, brimming with confidence, entering Allan's office unannounced. He looked up from what he was doing and stared at me from head to toe with an incredulous expression, the lawyer right behind me.
I already knew what I wanted, so there was no time to waste, and I spoke firmly and in a cold tone,
— The divorce contract is ready. I want you to sign it so I can get rid of you. —
He clenched his jaw and gave the lawyer next to me a nasty look. The poor lawyer shrank back, but I was already used to him; the lawyer was clearly intimidated by Allan's imposing presence.
I quickly said,
— Calm down, this dog only barks, he doesn't bite. —
However, Allan soon opened his mouth and used his legs to get up from his chair. He approached me, eyes sparkling with anger, glanced at the poor lawyer, and threatened,
— This will be the last case you take. —
I didn't let myself be shaken, and I didn't let this drag on,
— Sign it, this shit, and stop threatening my lawyer, or I'll release your little video on social media. I wonder how the stocks would fare then, especially the ones you had to sell yourself for? —
He turned red with anger, and the lawyer seemed to gain confidence. I was determined to fight for my rights and my company, no matter how intimidating Allan could be.
At that moment, I knew it wouldn't be an easy battle, but I was ready to face the challenge. With Stella by my side and the support of the lawyer, I was prepared to claim what was rightfully mine.
Allan looked at the contract, smiled, and said,
— You want 70% of the company? What about the work I've put in here? — He narrowed his eyes as if he needed some compensation.
— Ambitious... I should have expected that from you, given that you're just an object worth no more than 10 million. — I saw him clench his fists, and he finally said...
He smiled and said:
— It's yours, I have the 20, and the board has the other 10... the meeting is tomorrow, I already have my company, I don't need this. —
He signed the contract; I tried to appear composed, but I was dying inside, and as he signed, showing no emotion, it seemed like a weight was lifted off his shoulders.
— It's an honor to get rid of you. You told me your grandfather bought me, and you treated me like a disposable package... nobody wanted you, and I had no choices. — It brought back a painful memory, but I just nodded and said.
— We'll see. Tomorrow, I come to claim what's mine.--- I spoke and turned my back on that virile man. I left the room, the lawyer following closely. I felt a knot in my stomach, the way he humiliated me in front of the lawyer, a shameless act. He's lucky I'm not petty, or everyone would know about him.
— It seems like he cares about you, — the lawyer said, and I gave a bitter smile, then replied,
— He treats me like nothing. — The lawyer then said,
— He just ruins people's lives. I've never seen anyone talk to him like that and walk away unscathed, and he's never cared about offending anyone. I've never seen him like this. — I rolled my eyes; this man must not know what decency is.
At least he signed the divorce agreement, and I gained something from this horrible marriage. Now, I'm officially divorced, and he can do whatever he wants. With a lot of anger in my heart, I decided to move on with my life.
Asha Smith:Asha Smith... that was my maiden name! I left the company with my head held high, and as I was leaving, I ran into that woman who was in bed with my now ex-husband. I then looked at the security guard and said:— Throw her out — I spoke in a cold and confident tone, the woman smirked at me and replied,— You can't, my boyfriend is the owner here — with great confidence, I said,— Your boyfriend is used to having leftovers; the company is mine! — Her jaw dropped, and the security guard was unsure of what to do. My lawyer then said,— You'd better not defy your new boss — and he escorted that woman out. It was so satisfying to see her struggling to leave because the anger I felt inside couldn't be measured. I wanted revenge.I said goodbye to my lawyer, and as I was about to leave, I received a payment in my bank account, one million, along with a message:— Your audacity is quite impressive; this is your amount. — I knew where that money came from, so I took a deep breath a
Allan Hurtz:The next day, at the company...I scheduled a meeting with the company shareholders. I wanted to witness Asha Smith's failure, and I wanted to be present. I already had a plan in mind, so as soon as I arrived in the presidential office, I put on my best smile, but inside, I was furious. I didn't want her among those men, especially after her night of pleasure yesterday... I was so angry, how could that woman be so low? She had been harassed, and then she was with another man. She truly was a monster. I wanted to embarrass her, and that's exactly what would happen today. I was determined to show the shallow and unqualified woman she was.— Good morning, everyone. I have an announcement to make! As you know, some women think they can be something, and today Asha Smith becomes the majority owner and representative of the company. However, the woman has no education! — I said authoritatively.Everyone had the expression I wanted them to have, and they said, —Are you out of y
Asha Smith:I have always been an independent woman, full of dreams and ambitions. But, for some reason, I ended up halting my studies to enter into one of those contractual marriages where love seemed to be absent, and money and status were the only concerns.Since the day I said "yes," my life has turned into a monotonous and solitary routine. My husband, Allan, hardly ever lived at home. He was always busy with his business, leaving me at the mercy of the rules we had signed in the contract. The marriage was not an emotional bond but rather a cold and calculated transaction.Allan had a specific clause in our contract that gave me majority control of his company if he ever cheated on me, and the same applied to me. He thought that with this clause, I would be trapped at home, afraid to break our agreement. But what he didn't know was that I was not a typical submissive housewife.On that day, I was returning from shopping, carrying bags filled with groceries and the facade of a mar
Asha Smith:On that cold and dark night, I found myself in a taxi heading to my best friend's house, my only refuge. Tears streamed down my face as I watched the city lights passing by the window. Everything seemed blurry, as if my life had lost focus.I had been kicked out of my home by my husband, the man with whom I had shared so many years of my life. I always believed that, with time, he would learn to love me the way I loved him, but all my hopes had been shattered, and my heart was broken.As the taxi driver navigated through the city, I felt a profound emptiness within me, as if a part of my soul had been torn away. I wondered how everything had come to this point, how the love that once bloomed between us had turned into indifference and cruelty.Finally, we arrived at my best friend Stella's house. She had always been by my side in both good and bad times, and I knew I could count on her even without saying a word.I got out of the car, took the last pennies I had, and paid
Allan Hurtz:The next day, at the company...I scheduled a meeting with the company shareholders. I wanted to witness Asha Smith's failure, and I wanted to be present. I already had a plan in mind, so as soon as I arrived in the presidential office, I put on my best smile, but inside, I was furious. I didn't want her among those men, especially after her night of pleasure yesterday... I was so angry, how could that woman be so low? She had been harassed, and then she was with another man. She truly was a monster. I wanted to embarrass her, and that's exactly what would happen today. I was determined to show the shallow and unqualified woman she was.— Good morning, everyone. I have an announcement to make! As you know, some women think they can be something, and today Asha Smith becomes the majority owner and representative of the company. However, the woman has no education! — I said authoritatively.Everyone had the expression I wanted them to have, and they said, —Are you out of y
Asha Smith:Asha Smith... that was my maiden name! I left the company with my head held high, and as I was leaving, I ran into that woman who was in bed with my now ex-husband. I then looked at the security guard and said:— Throw her out — I spoke in a cold and confident tone, the woman smirked at me and replied,— You can't, my boyfriend is the owner here — with great confidence, I said,— Your boyfriend is used to having leftovers; the company is mine! — Her jaw dropped, and the security guard was unsure of what to do. My lawyer then said,— You'd better not defy your new boss — and he escorted that woman out. It was so satisfying to see her struggling to leave because the anger I felt inside couldn't be measured. I wanted revenge.I said goodbye to my lawyer, and as I was about to leave, I received a payment in my bank account, one million, along with a message:— Your audacity is quite impressive; this is your amount. — I knew where that money came from, so I took a deep breath a
Asha Smith:After hours of shopping, we headed straight to the beauty salon. Stella was determined to make me look absolutely stunning. While the professionals worked on me, I felt like a true princess. The end result left me speechless; I had never felt so beautiful and confident in my life, with bold red lipstick accentuating my look.But our mission that day wasn't just about transforming my appearance. We decided it was time to take action regarding the complicated situation I had accepted for far too long. No more accepting everything from that man... I would arrive at the company in power, and with the divorce contract in hand, I should be the owner of the company according to the contract terms. We hired a competent lawyer to fight for my rights, asked him to include the clauses from the old contract, and requested majority ownership of the company for myself, after all, it was my right.When the contract was ready, which didn't take long, the lawyer and I went to meet Allan, t
Asha Smith:On that cold and dark night, I found myself in a taxi heading to my best friend's house, my only refuge. Tears streamed down my face as I watched the city lights passing by the window. Everything seemed blurry, as if my life had lost focus.I had been kicked out of my home by my husband, the man with whom I had shared so many years of my life. I always believed that, with time, he would learn to love me the way I loved him, but all my hopes had been shattered, and my heart was broken.As the taxi driver navigated through the city, I felt a profound emptiness within me, as if a part of my soul had been torn away. I wondered how everything had come to this point, how the love that once bloomed between us had turned into indifference and cruelty.Finally, we arrived at my best friend Stella's house. She had always been by my side in both good and bad times, and I knew I could count on her even without saying a word.I got out of the car, took the last pennies I had, and paid
Asha Smith:I have always been an independent woman, full of dreams and ambitions. But, for some reason, I ended up halting my studies to enter into one of those contractual marriages where love seemed to be absent, and money and status were the only concerns.Since the day I said "yes," my life has turned into a monotonous and solitary routine. My husband, Allan, hardly ever lived at home. He was always busy with his business, leaving me at the mercy of the rules we had signed in the contract. The marriage was not an emotional bond but rather a cold and calculated transaction.Allan had a specific clause in our contract that gave me majority control of his company if he ever cheated on me, and the same applied to me. He thought that with this clause, I would be trapped at home, afraid to break our agreement. But what he didn't know was that I was not a typical submissive housewife.On that day, I was returning from shopping, carrying bags filled with groceries and the facade of a mar