Chapter 5 She Filed For A Divorce.

Tobias couldn't believe his ears.

Amara, the woman who had claimed to love him for the past 6 years and always stuck to him like gum, had filed for a divorce even before he could. This fact kept disturbing him.

He was the one meant to file for a divorce! Not the other way around!

"You're really testing my patience, Amara." He threatened, eyes cold and voice colder. "Don't try to act so big, because at the end of the day, you know what I'm capable of."

"But you don't know mine, Tobias." She countered, not the least bit intimated by his words or aura.

"What are you gonna do? Destroy me, ruin my reputation, destroy Melanie's business, or something along the lines of that?"

"I dare you, Tobias. Try to lay even a finger on the people I hold dare and you'll see just how that'd turn out."

Her threat, despite the confident and arrogant manner she had spoken it in, did little to faze Tobias. He had dealt with bigger and worse wolves, so if Amara thought her little threats were scary, she was dead wrong.

"I see you've decided to shed your fake skin."

"There's a difference between shedding skin and becoming the real me. Try me and I'll show you just who the real me is."

A dark glint flashed in his eyes, his gaze darkening with something she couldn't place a name to. But just as he opened his mouth to speak, Melanie appeared.

She didn't hesitate to give Tobias and Celestine a nasty look as she asked. "What are they doing here?"

"I don't care and I don't wanna know. Come on Mel, let's go elsewhere, I can't stand the air being polluted by the stench of sluts and assholes."

Without saying another word, or looking back at Tobias, Amara took Melanie's hand and walked off.

Only after she had walked away did Tobias clench his jaws and allow the impact of all her words show on his face and might I tell you, he did not look pleased in the least bit.

"Toby?" Celestine gently called out, wanting to snap his attention away from staring at where Amara had stood.

But Tobias was having none of it.

He was pissed, irritated, and enraged beyond words.

Who was Amara to treat him like she just had done?

File a divorce against him? And even threaten him?

Just the mere thought of what she had done had him seething and without hesitation, he fished out his phone and dialed the number of his assistant.

The line only rang for a few seconds before his assistant, Dean, answered the line.

"Yes Sir?"

"Have you gathered the necessary documents needed to ensure a smooth purchase of the Woodlands Cosmetics?" He asked.

"...about that Sir," Came Dean's answer, voice filled to the brim with hesitation.

Tobias narrowed his eyes, feeling his temper rising. “What’s the issue, Dean? Can't you even handle this little thing?”

“The acquisition could have been completed smoothly today, but...Ms. Woods had sold the business to someone mysterious and I'm still trying to get in touch with the one.”

“Enough. Send me the necessary information I need regarding the business group that now holds the Woodlands’ rights.” He demanded.

“Y-yes Sir. Immediately.”

Once Tobias was done with the call, he was marching towards the exit, ignoring Celestine who had called out to him.

Just as he stepped out of the club, he caught sight of her wavy brown hair and black gown, back facing him as she stood alone in front of a black GMC Yukon.

Beside her was an old man, dressed in a well-tailored suit and he handed Amara a thin object, which Tobias quickly identified as a premium black card. He was more than sure that Celestine’s words were true.

It was no wonder she rejected the fifty million. Amara had gotten herself a sugar daddy!

How dare she! She's still wearing the title of his wife!

Tobias wanted to confront Amara but the car drove off before he could get her.

Well, if she thought she was going to get away with her dirty deeds, then she had another thing coming.

For the second time this night, Tobias pulled out his phone. Except the person who he called wasn’t his assistant, but rather a private investigator.

“Mr. Larsen,” The person answered.

“I want a detailed file on Amara Miller, everything, her current lifestyle, where she has been to, who she’s been in contact with, and what she’s been up to.

"You have twenty-four hours to get that file to me or else you can say goodbye to the life you’ve built here in London.”

“Y-yes sir!”

“Good.”

With that, Tobias ended the call and stared darkly at where the car had been.

His wife might think she’s gotten away with cheating, but soon enough, she was going to regret her decision.