"I can see you deliver joy in bullying others. What if I report you to the senior manager?" Anabel said."Ohh! I'm scared! She wants to report me to the senior manager!" She mocked her. "Reporting to the manager won't change anything. It will only get you into trouble. So don't even think of threatening me with that. I will deny you in front of the senior manager and file for false accusation. You know what it means.""We have CCTV camera here. It will expose you." Anabel pointed out…"Don't be stupid. I control the CCTV camera. None of these cameras is working. You are new here, so I'm not surprised."At this time, the older woman had finished cleaning."So I think it's time to know if you really need this job, because I can see that you are stubborn." The HR continued. "My shoe is dirty; kneel down and clean it.""Clean your shoe? Really?" Anabel asked, surprised at her odd request."Yes, kneel down and clean my shoe. I won't repeat myself again." The HR warned."Cleaning your shoe i
"Wow, Manager. What brings you here?" The HR asked."I heard your voice and decided to check what is happening. What is going on here?" The manager asked."Manager, thank God you are here. You are just in time. I'm going to expose the HR to you even though she's going to be fired by the end of today." Anabel said."Expose? Getting fired?" The manager asked. "What do you want to expose?""The HR is insulting and bullying us. This is not acceptable. She's abusing her powers as if she's a god over us. I think you should do something about it. Though she will be fired by the end of today, but now that you are here, maybe you should confront and fire her now.""Abuse of powers? Insult staff? How dare you say that to your HR!" The manager slapped her across the face. "The HR is a good lady who is doing her job perfectly. And you...a janitor... is saying she's abusing her powers? You even said she's going to be fired?""Sir, did you Just slapped me. I just reported a serious issue, and you sl
"Why not visit the HR today and remind him?" Anabel suggested, and just then, the older woman received a call."Your mother's health is at risk. You need to pay up for the surgery, or you will have yourself to blame." A feminine voice spoke from the other side of the phone. The older woman was about to say something, and the call went off."I just received a call from the hospital. They said my mother's health had changed and needed to undergo surgery immediately. I will visit the HR once I'm done cleaning." Anabel could see how scared and sore she looked."Yes, you need to. Tell her it's urgent."(A few hours later)The older woman stepped into the HR office. She was done with her cleaning routine. The manager was talking romantically with HR when she walked in."Hey! What are you doing here!" She scolded her. "Can't you see I'm with someone?""I'm sorry, Ma'am, but it's urgent. I received a call that my mother's health has worsened. Please, I need the health benefit card for the surg
"I'm not a thief. The card is mine. Give it back to me." Anabel demanded."Just shut up! You thief! I'm going to get you arrested once we finish investigation." The HR said, and just then, Mr. Lesnar, the director, who is also a shareholder of the company, walked in. "What is happening here?" he asked."Take a good look at this card." The HR handed the card to Mr. Lesnar. "This newly employed janitor is claiming it's hers. Can you imagine?"The director checked the card. "This must be my missing premium black card." The director knew it wasn't his, though he thought she stole it.He wanted to use it against her. He had blackmailed two workers to become this personal sex object. Anabel was beautiful enough to be on his list."I said it. A poor janitor like you cannot have access to the black card. You started work today, and you have started stealing already." The HR said."He's lying. The card is mine." Anabel turned to the director. "Mr. Lesnar, do you have any proof that you are the
"The director, Mr. Lesnar, accused me of theft, Dad. He claimed my black card was his, that I stole it from him." Anabel said."What?""Not only that. He also slapped me and broke the card." Anabel added.Sir. Orton's face turned beet red with rage."Explain yourself, Lesnar."The director stuttered, "I-I thought she was impersonating. I never knew she was your daughter. I thought she was just a mere janitor. I will never be mad to hurt your daughter. Please forgive me!""You thought?" Sir Orton's voice boomed as he slapped Lesnar twice across the face. "You humiliated my daughter, ruined her card, and slapped her? What insolence!"The director's knees buckled, and he fell to the floor. He knew that his fate was in Sir Orton's mercy."Please, sir... Mercy..." The director begged. The HR and the manager were already trembling in fear. They knew it was over for them. They were just waiting for their turn. They have already lost their job. They were scared of the punishment they would rec
"How can the health benefit allowance card be broken?" Sir Orton asked."The HR broke it." Anabel spoke up. "This janitor." She took the older janitor's hand. "She needed it for her mother's surgery, and they refused to give it to her."Sir Orton's face darkened in anger. "They denied a janitor's mother life-saving surgery?"Anabel nodded. "Yes, Dad. The HR said that janitors doesn't deserve the benefits. She even said that paying for her mother's surgery will be a waste of money. When I confronted her, she broke the card and said we cannot do anything about it. The manager supported her."Sir Orton's anger erupted. "This is unbelievable. I never knew I employed the worst set of people."He turned to the HR and manager. Their heads were down on the floor. They couldn't look up at him. This was the worst situation of their life."A janitor needed a health benefit allowance card, and both of you refused to give her one? Something that doesn't belong to you? What's the benefit? Not that y
(Over One Week Later)Miss. Michelle, CEO of Styce group, was hosting an exclusive VIP party for all of their Shareholder's and top customers. Miss Anabel Orton had been announced as a special guest of honor. Many people were waiting to see her face for the very first time.Desmond was hoping to meet her so he could tell her about his contract which had been on hold for a long time. He believed she will do something about it."See, Anabel is coming in. I wonder how she got invited. This is a exclusive party for Miss. Michelle's shareholders and highly profile vip customers. Who invited her?" Desmond asked, watching as Anabel made her way into the hall."It must be one of her dirty client. I wonder why you are surprised. Your ex-wife is a prostitute and it's like all the rich men knows her." Daniella said and the words touched Desmond. He could not imagine other men touching her."Stop saying that about her. You are not sure." Desmond replied."What are you saying? Don't tell me you are
"I know you must be very busy. I didn't want to disturb you," Anabel replied."I wasn't complaining. I planned to welcome you in a special way. Anyway, no problem; we still have other things to do. Thank you for honoring my invitation. I'm so happy to have you here."Daniella snorted, "Why are you giving her special treatment as if she's anything special? You must have mistaken her for someone else. Anabel is a country bumpkin, a common janitor. She should be thrown out. She's not worthy of attending this party.""What? Do you know who you are talking to?" Miss Michelle turned to Anabel. "What is she talking about?""Don't mind her," Anabel replied, and Miss Michelle stared at Daniella, trying to recognize her, but she couldn't."Who are you, and what are you even doing here?" Daniella smiled and extended her hand for a handshake. "My name is Daniella. I'm among the guests."Miss Michelle ignored her handshake. "I didn't remember inviting you. I don't even know who you are. This is a s
"Then how come we have a prenuptial agreement here if you didn't sign it?" The judge asked. "I don't know, I swear. I won't have to sue him if I sign a prenuptial agreement. That paperwork must be fake. They have brought a fake prenuptial agreement to deny me what belongs to me." "That paperwork is not fake." Desmond spoke up. "It's legit. She signed it willingly by herself. I can still remember how she was smiling while signing it." "That's a lie." Daniella said and turned to Desmond. "You are a terrible liar. And you see this?..…this cheap drama... It won't save you. The judge will identify it's fake, no matter how original it looks." "Mrs. Daniella," the judge called, tapping on the paper. "I have reviewed this prenuptial agreement. Upon comparison, it matches your other signatures on record, which makes it valid and legally binding. Furthermore, it was signed at the Bureau of Civil Affairs, making it an official and enforceable document." Daniella felt the blood drain fr
The judge entered the room, a middle-aged woman with a commanding presence. Everyone rose briefly before sitting back down as the proceedings began. The judge’s eyes moved across the room, first landing on Daniella and her barrister, then shifting to Desmond, who sat by his mother and younger sister."Mr. Desmond." The judge spoke up, "Where is your legal representation?"Desmond rose slowly and adjusted the cuffs of his suit, then said clearly, "I don’t have one, Your Honor. I don’t need it."The judge raised an eyebrow, slightly taken aback by the casual confidence in Desmond’s voice. He nodded and gestured for him to sit. Daniella, however, couldn’t resist the opportunity to mock."Of course you don’t." Daniella said. "You know nothing can help you, Desmond. Even you know that hiring a lawyer would be a waste of money."Desmond didn’t look at her. He remained seated, looking away and totally ignoring her. The judge frowned and turned to Daniella. "Mrs. Daniella, please keep quiet.
"I believed in you. I rooted for you. I thought you were the one who would make Desmond happy by giving him a child, who would build a future with him. I treated you like my own daughter. But you. You had nothing but greed and deceit in your heart. You planned all of this. You wanted to ruin this family and take everything my son worked so hard for." Mrs. Elizabeth said, and Daniella gave a nonchalant shrug. "You don't have to keep wasting your energy ranting. It won't change anything. Let’s just say I knew how to play my cards. Life is a game, Mrs. Elizabeth. I played, and I played well." At this point, Bella stepped forward. "You think you played well? Wait until the end of today, Daniella. You will find out who played better. Spoiler alert: it won’t be you. You will leave this building with nothing but tears." She said, and Daniella threw her head back and laughed. "You are delusional! The law is on my side. You can’t cheat your way out of this if that is what you people are pl
At the entrance of the court building, Leonard was making a call while Daniella was waiting for him so they could go in together. When he finished, just as they were about to walk in, Daniella heard a familiar rumbling purr of an engine. It wasn’t just any car. She knew that sound anywhere. The sound of the Rolls Royce Desmond bought for her. She turned to look, and sure enough, the sleek, glimmering vehicle pulled up to the curb and came to a smooth halt. Her lips curled into a small smile. It was as if Desmond brought it back for her. In her mind, she will be driving it home by the end of the day. "He must have brought it to make me jealous." Daniella said smugly. "Only if he knew that he’s practically bringing my car right to me. How convenient. He just made it easy for me." Leonard laughed along with her. "It’s like he’s rolling out the red carpet for you. What a gentleman he is." Daniella’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she kept watching the car, waiting for them
At the other side, Desmond was wearing his clothes, getting ready to visit the court. The moment he would finally put an end to Daniella's schemes. She thought she was walking into victory, that half of his empire was already hers. But she had no idea what was waiting for her. On his desk lay a neatly stacked pile of papers. At the very top was the prenuptial agreement. A document Daniella had signed out of excitement. She was too excited and too focused on her scheme to pay attention to the fine print. Today, Desmond couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she learned the truth. When she realizes she wasn’t entitled to a single penny of his properties or assets. She had built her ambitions on a foundation that would crumble beneath her. He could already imagine the shock on Daniella’s face, the disbelief when she realized she had been outmaneuvered. She had been gloating, too confident that the divorce would leave Desmond devastated and stripped of everything he had work
The morning of the long-anticipated and awaited court day arrived. It was a day Daniella had been eagerly waiting for. A day she believed would mark her ultimate victory over Desmond. She woke up with a smile stretching across her face. Her excitement was practically radiating through the air. She couldn't wait to get her hands on Desmond's properties.She entered the bathroom and rinsed her face, then entered the kitchen to prepare something for Leonard and herself. She didn't take time in the kitchen. Soon, everything was done. They ate together and began to prepare.After taking her bath, she stood before the mirror, carefully applying her makeup. Her confidence was evident in the way she carried herself. She chose a red, sharply tailored pantsuit she had bought specially for the day. A dress that exuded power and dominance. She wanted to appear like the boss she was about to become.For Leonard, he had opted for a more casual look. He chose a leather jacket, which he wore over a p
When Anabel walked in, they had already composed themselves in a way that no one would find out that something happened. "The food is ready, Sylvester," Anabel said. "Oh! so quick." He replied and turned to Vanessa. "Let me go and eat. I'm coming." He said and left with Anabel. She had served only hers and Sylvester's since Vanessa had taken the fruit salad. Vanessa remained in the room while Sylvester went out with her to eat. She wanted to go with them and eat, but she needed to keep up the charade that she can't eat rice and remained on the bed. "Wow, the aroma is great!" Sylvester commented and sat on the seat. "Yeah, I took my time and made it special." Anabel replied and took her own seat. Sylvester picked up his spoon and began to eat. He was eating in silence, all his attention focused on the food. Anabel was expecting him to start up a lovely conversation, but he continued to eat in silence. As Anabel and Sylvester kept eating, a strange feeling lingered in
At a point, she paused for a moment, wiping her hands on a towel, and glanced toward the hallway where Sylvester had disappeared moments ago. She couldn't help but began to think of why he had left her alone in the kitchen. She had asked him to stay and help, knowing that her pregnancy sometimes made tasks like cooking more challenging. She never cooks at home, but here she was, cooking for them. It wasn’t that she couldn’t manage on her own, but his decision to leave her felt inconsiderate. She had wanted his company, his support, and yet he had chosen to be with Vanessa instead. It wasn’t just about the physical help. It was about feeling valued, feeling like her presence mattered. But now, she was alone in the kitchen, left to handle everything while Sylvester tended to Vanessa. She shook her head, trying to push the thought aside. Sylvester had said he needed to check on Vanessa, to make sure she was eating the fruit salad she had brought. It was a reasonable excuse, but at
Vanessa looked up as he entered, then curiously asked. "Has she started cooking?""She’s just about to," Sylvester replied, sitting down beside her.Vanessa smirked, setting the container aside. "Anabel will make a good maid," she said, and Sylvester frowned slightly. "Vanessa, don’t say that about her.""Why not?" Vanessa shot back. "Am I wrong? She’s always eager to help, bringing fruit salads. It’s like she lives for serving us. Isn’t she? She will do whatever we ask without question. Honestly, she will make a perfect maid." She finished, and Sylvester sighed, shaking his head. "She’s doing all of this out of kindness, Vanessa. Let’s not talk about her like that. She's just a good girl and not dumb. She's doing it for the love she has for me." Sylvester said, but Vanessa laughed. "You are talking as if you care for her." "All I need is the money, yes. We don't need to mock her.""But she’s practically doing everything we ask without hesitation. Isn't she?" Vanessa asked. "Anyway,