Chapter 2 - The other side of betrayal.

“Young lady? Am I no longer your wife? The one you cherished the most?” She couldn't fathom and process everything, no matter how hard she tried.

“Deal with it. You were never his type to begin with. I guess, you must have believed you could have any man wrapped under your fingers, just because you're wealthy but that wouldn't be so anymore.” Tiffany remarked with a smirk.

Matilda glanced at her and badly wished to smack that off her face. No. She actually wished she had never met these people because the heartbreak was really disheartening. The feeling was the worst she had felt in many years.

“Have you ever considered me a friend?” Matilda's voice was almost inaudible as she spoke.

“No. Just like Eduardo never considered you his wife.” Tiffany lashed out those in no seconds, and it hurt Matilda even more.

Seeing how Tiffany said those words with ease, she had come to accept her harsh reality. She glanced at Eduardo and his facial expression was nothing close to being apologetic. Instead, it had a look of mockery written on his face and nothing close what she imagined.

Her knuckles folded into a tight fist by her side as she stared at them with anger written over her. She wiped her tears off immediately and sniffled. “You both might think you've won, but I wouldn't give you that grace. No, you don't deserve it.” She shook her head with a scoff.

“And what are you going to do?” Tiffany scoffed out a mocking smile.

“The reporters are still around, you know. I'm certain they would like to know of a man who backstabbed his wife after giving him her all.” It was her turn to smirk even when it was filled with total sadness.

The mocking looks on Eduardo and Tiffany turned into shock instantly. “You'll do what now?” Tiffany asked to be sure of what she just heard.

“Just watch me.” Matilda scrambled out of the place rushing without looking back.

As she ran farther from the room, the tears she thought she held in well began to fall again and her steps slowed down. She eventually halted and crouched down to her knees.

She was in pain. Everything was too unbearable for her. She thought she could repay them instantly for what they did to her, but it seemed she cared far too much. Even her foot couldn't move her anymore.

Her heart shattered the more she urged herself to do what was necessary. These were the people who offered her a helping hand when she thought she was going to be ripped off all her father had worked so hard for.

Six years ago, a disastrous incident befell her family. Her father died in a car accident, plotted by his board of directors and her mother ran away to nobody knows where with some of the family's assets. Since then, she had not set her eyes on her mother. She didn't even know if she was still alive as all efforts to know of her whereabouts proved abortive.

Eduardo came into her life at that moment and helped her fish out those who killed her father. He made sure they all faced justice from the law. Tiffany also came along and gave her reasons to forget the past. She helped her move on and that was how they became friends.

She married Eduardo a year later after realizing that she had fallen in love with the man whose company she enjoyed and cherished so much. But never in a million years would she have thought that it was all a plan to take her inheritance away from her? Even if she was told so, she wouldn't believe it. Not today or then.

Her chest tightened the more she remembered the past. Their memories flooded her head, and it made her feel so agitated that it was nothing but good memories. How they became the worst people in a day were something she still couldn't fathom.

She managed to stand to her feet this time as she struggled to move forward. Like her father would always say, the reward for every sinner is to face the consequences of their sin. That she was about to do.

Just then, Matilda heard three consecutive loud gunshots and her steps halted abruptly. With fear and horror written over her, she dragged her feet towards the room the sounds came from. The door wasn't locked so she could see everything through the not so wide opened space as she stopped in her tracks.

A man was lying in his pool of blood as some other men stood distinctly in the room. Among these men was the CEO of Hamilton multinational group of companies, Xander Hamilton. A mysterious billionaire who appeared to take the upper hand in the business world six years ago and also a rival to so many businesses in America, not excluding her husband's.

Xander was sitting on a black couch with his legs crossed against each other. He seemed unmoved by what he had just done as he tossed the gun in the nearby table. A loud gasp escaped Matilda's lips, and it only alerted the men in the room.

Their attention diverted to her immediately and she knew at that moment what she needed to do to not end up like the dead man on the floor. She took to her heels instantly without looking back and ran as fast as her legs could carry her.

Her heels inconvenienced and hurt her really bad as she ran, but she managed herself. There was no time to start pulling the heels off. She slowed down when a group of men suddenly surrounded her, and before she could say 'jack', she was smacked into unconsciousness.

The men hurdled her up and took her out of the building through the entrance at the back. It was where their van was waiting for take off. Only one of the men stayed behind to report back their mission.

“We've gotten her, boss.”

“Okay. Just do what is required and make sure not to get caught.” The hardened voice spoke out, and the call disconnected immediately.