Deadly Rivalry

CHAPTER FOUR

Abraham's POV

“Yes, you all heard that right! Abraham can't be married!” Andrew's voice shot through the room.

My jaw hardened as I set my eyes on the man who was supposed to be relative but was now my rival.

“But I am so deal with it.” I snapped back at Andrew whose brown eyes sparkled with frustration.

Andrew moved towards my uncle, “Uncle, Abraham is really cunning. He's trying to play tricks with us.”

Tiny veins popped out of Andrew's muscles as he talked. Those weren't from the fact that he was yelling—that was from the fear of losing what was almost his.

Andrew thought he had won the battle but I only brought him this close to surprise him in the end. No matter how hard he tried, Andrew could never figure out my next move which was why he was beyond shocked by my marriage.

Sure, he hired detectives to monitor me but they only obeyed my words.

“Tell him to provide evidence from the court! Or else I won't believe him! I'm sure this lady is a con artist.” Andrew pointed fingers towards Daniella and her clammy hands behind her dress made Andrew's accusations believable.

“Uncle, are you really going to believe the bullshit coming out of his mouth? You know he's just hurt by the fact that he won't be the next CEO,” I tried to spin the narrative.

Andrew's lips tightened into a frown and he paced around the room as he tried to calm down. If Uncle Joe wasn't here right now, there were high chances of us getting into a fist fight as usual.

“Andrew is right. You can't just show up at the mansion with a wife. We need to see proof of the marriage to be sure you're not betraying us,” Uncle Joe demanded, his coarse voice echoing through the room.

A lump formed in my throat, I had only come to an introduction. I didn't have our files here and I didn't think to bring it.

“But uncle, I've never betrayed the family before and—”

“Nonsense! If you claim to have gotten married then prove it!” Andrew's lips curved into a sly smirk as he noticed my hesitation.

“Fine.” And with that, I stormed out of the house to go get the documents from the car.

Not like I brought them with me but I hoped that they were in there by sheer luck.

After what seemed like minutes in the car, I went back into the mansion with a brown envelope in my hand.

“Here you go Uncle, our marriage certificate from the court of law.” Uncle Joe took the envelope from my hand and Andrew peeked his head to look at the document from behind Uncle Joe.

While my uncle went through the papers, my eyes darted towards Daniella who was trembling and almost panicking beside Jonathan.

I quickly went over, “What's wrong?”

Daniella shook her head, “Oh…N..nothing. I'm just worried that they might find out.” She said, her voice barely above a whisper but audible enough for me to hear.

“Don't worry. Nothing will go wrong. You were the one who put the documents in the car?” I asked while monitoring my uncle's movements with the papers.

Daniella nodded in response and I mouthed a smile, “Smart.”

“This document is fake! I knew it! You're just a shameless liar!” Andrew hurled as he snatched the papers from my uncle's hands.

I fixed my hands into my pants, “Give the papers back to uncle.” I ordered, my tone calm but icy.

“No I won't. Explain to us why you brought fake documents to us, you thought we wouldn't notice?” Andrew interrogated me with narrowed eyes.

“I said give the papers back to uncle!” I yelled, my voice cracked through the room, leaving everyone reeling from shock.

That was the first time I had raised my voice in months. Andrew's profile darkened and with a clenched fist, he returned the papers back to my uncle.

Seeing that everyone's eye was fixed on me, I directed my gaze towards my uncle, “Uncle, you're experienced with documents like these. So please tell everyone if it's fake or not.”

Yes,this was a contract marriage but I wasn't stupid to force the documents knowing what was at risk if they found out.

I hired an underground lawyer to get me an original marriage certificate just in case Andrew tried to pull a dirty stunt like this.

“The document is real, Andrew's marriage to Daniella is real.” With every word that left my uncle's lips, I saw Andrew's profile well up in disappointment.

“No..no..this can't be happening! I deserve the inheritance because I've been married longer than Abraham,” Andrew wasn't ready to give this up easily.

“That's not stated in the family's customs. It only states that you be married.” I replied back with a smug smile on my face.

Andrew's face reddened as he approached me, his face stood at only an inch from mine, “I deserve this and you know it.”

My brows pulled together as his sweaty scent invaded my nostrils, “You're well aware who deserves this. You're just the one who's hungry for what doesn't belong to you from the very beginning.”

“I know you very well. We both know you're not over your first wife. You can fool everyone but you can't fool me, I know your marriage is fake and I'll get to the bottom of it.”

His words were meant to scare me but I was unmoved. Because I didn't just come back with a wife to relax over my inheritance. I knew there was still a wild game ahead, one that I had to win at all costs.

And it was annoying that Andrew was just like me in one aspect— stubbornness. He wasn't going to keep trying until he gets what he wants and I was prepared for him, for his games and tricks.

Andrew glared daggers at me before hitting me with his chest and I pushed him back. Andrew charged towards me but my uncle's order put him to an abrupt halt.

“There shall be no form of violence from you two. Andrew, go finish up your work.”

Andrew's brows the twitched in frustration, without uttering a word, he turned towards his bedroom.

Uncle Joe stared at me for a while, like he was trying to see through me.

The tension in the living room lightened a bit but the silence still remained.

Uncle Joe turned on his shoes and headed up to stairs to his room and the tension completely disappeared.

“Mary, please show Daniella my bedroom please? She must be tired from the journey.” My demand broke the silence in the living room and the maid quickly ran over to Daniella, directing her towards the stairs.

Following that, I walked out of the house to get some air and I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

When I pulled it out, I saw that it was a message from Andrew.

My fingers tightened around my phone as I stared at my screen.

I could feel rage rushing through my veins and all I wanted to do was to retaliate but how?