Chapter 6 - Meeting with her Savior.

“His room is at the far end of the hallway. Turn to the right door and knock gently. Remember ma'am, gently as he hates noises.” Those words from the servants replayed in Matilda's head as she stood in front of the door.

She made to knock on the door gently like she was told earlier, but her hands would halt midway near the door, just as it had been for over a minute now.

Despite summoning courage a while ago to come and see Xander, it seemed like all her courage suddenly disappeared now that she was in front of his door.

She wanted to know why he saved her and brought her to his mansion, and her mind couldn't accept the fact that the same man who had killed a person in her presence rescued her from her harsh reality. It just sounded unbelievable to her.

Finally mustering her courage once again, she shut her eyes and took three consecutive deep and sharp breaths, acting like she was going to face a challenge or something. She opened her eyes and knocked twice quickly on the door.

“Come in.”

She opened the door as instructed and a refreshing scent hit her nostrils as soon as she entered. A chill ran down her spine immediately. The room was well polished and luxurious, yet it exuded a strange ominous aura.

Her eyes continued to roam all over the room until they landed on its owner, who had a piercing gaze on her. He was sitting on a black couch not too far from the entrance where she stood.

Their eyes met, and her entire body froze, feeling a sudden surge of adrenaline. This was the first time since she would be seeing him from up close, but it felt like she had known him for years. Well, judging from that, it was true because they weren't ignorant of each other's identity.

They somehow knew each other as business rivals and only met once during a CEOs awards party. That was five years ago when she just shot him a quick glance and didn't ogle over him like the other ladies did back then because she was so much in love with her husband. Therefore, she didn't intend to make him jealous.

Now, she was doing all of that. The gaze became too intense, that it made her hot all over, and she finally managed to break it, diverting her eyes to his body. His tight fitted shirt drew out his perfectly built features. Although, she couldn't see how exactly it looked like underneath, but she couldn't help but to imagine what his body looked like.

“You didn't come in here to feed your eyes on me, did you?” His deep and resonant voice broke into her thoughts, making her heart skip a beat.

“No, no, no, no. I-I'm not like that. A-As you might…. even know, I'm married, so why would I bother looking at you?” She stammered aimlessly, not knowing what else to say.

Her eyes averted from him, staring everywhere else but him as she swallowed down hard anxiously.

“You're married? But, it doesn't look like it.” He scoffed out.

It was at that moment that Matilda's harsh reality started replaying in her head and her face fell immediately she remembered the betrayal of her husband and best friend. For a moment, she forgot about them and how they were the reason she was in front of this man in the first place.

“Even your so-called husband doesn't sound like he was ever married. He is getting rid of you for good.” He remarked once again and this time, she had to turn her gaze back to him, but with annoyance.

“What do you mean?” Matilda knew her question sounded stupid, but it was the present situation that prompted it.

She wanted to know if he knew what was going on in her life or was just speaking on a piece of idea.

Instead of replying, Xander picked up the remote and increased the volume of the news going live on TV. This made her turn to it as the person who was shown and the voice resounding from the TV was none other than Eduardo talking in front of the cameras.

She grew cold feet after hearing all the lies he uttered in tears. Her instinct told her the tears were fake as she vividly knew everything he was telling the media were lies, but what could she do?

He was backing his words with evidence that people could easily believe, especially with her sudden disappearance in her party. Her eyes widened when he showed the whole country the same divorce papers he ordered her to sign, but it was already signed.

Matilda thought she was seeing things but when she rubbed her eyes, the signed divorce papers boldly having her signature was still on display. She staggered backwards, holding the door knob for support in the process.

“But I never signed those divorce papers. I swear I didn't. I'm sure I didn't, so how come? How?” She mumbled, shaking her head persistently as hot tears streamed down her face.

Xander decreased the volume once again, tearing his gaze away from her as he stood up and headed towards his dressing table. Though, he could still see her through the mirror, but he managed not to stare at the woman who wouldn't stop sobbing like a child or rather he could not help it.

Matilda glanced at the TV once again, and Eduardo was still talking through fake tears. Although, she couldn't hear whatever he was saying, but she knew he was of no good. Then at that moment, a wave of anger washed over her, and she clenched her knuckles into tight fists. She wasn't willing to let him go after everything he did to backstab her.

“Please, help me. I'm willing to do anything. Just help me get revenge and my inheritance back. I can't let him have it.” She suddenly fell on her knees pleadingly to the only person in the room with her, her voice cracking from her tears.

It took Xander unaware, but he didn't show it for long as he refused to say anything for a while until he turned back to her, taking long striding steps towards her. He stopped in front of her and fixed his hands in his pockets.

“Your life became mine from the moment you witnessed that man's death. What makes you think I'll help the life which I want to end badly, even at this moment? I just need two reasons.” He stared down at her figure and smirked dangerously.

Matilda lifted her head, but immediately lowered it back to the floor. Unlike before when his gaze still soothed her, this time, it was condescending, scaring every bone in her to the very last inch. He was suddenly looking like a different man, and it concurred to the dark aura hovering around him.

“You still haven't answered my question.” He reminded still with that look which was devoid of emotions.

She shifted uncomfortably on her knees without a word immediately.

“I have countless properties from all over the world, and the company? It is also ranking the second in the whole country. If you help me get back my inheritance, you will have half of those things.”

He paused at her daring words and his brows raised briefly with questions, but she didn't end there.

“Your company is already at the top in the entire country, and you are already so famous, so imagine adding half of what I owned to your empire, how large would it become? To what extent would your wealth be measured?” She asked and lifted her determined gaze to him. A gaze trying to surpass his indifferent look.

Then, he turned his back against her, diverting his attention to the TV. “I sent the divorce papers back in your place as I was curious to know what your so-called husband's next move would be. I guess this was the result.”

Matilda paused, trying to process what he just said, as she gently sprang to her feet. “Then, does that mean you would help me get my inheritance back?” She stared at his broad shoulders with raised brows filled with so much curiosity and anticipation, ignoring the fact that he might have manipulated something on her behalf.

“Well, since you are willing to give half of your inheritance, I will think about it.”

Despite those words not holding the assurance Matilda wanted, it still gave her a lot of hope that he could still help her to get what she wanted and ruin her enemies once and for all.