His Ex Wife

Chapter 20: Are you my Wife?

Anna had been in constant communication with her lawyer bar-at-law, Jean Oliver, the best divorce lawyer in New York. Her fees was all she could afford but it was worth the risk, the share she was prying from Scott would compensate all her effort- the lengthy and effective planning she had ensured to separate Scott from his first wife Yvonne. She did not have any personal grudges against Yvonne but she did not like her, she just didn’t. Anna’s own personal life had been very complicated since her childhood- being an orphan was not easy; at least being a girl who was an orphan was not easy. Being brought up in a small village in Nebraska, life had been all but easy. The only thing she could take advantage of in a remote place like that was education and Anna had not missed out on that.

To get where she was, she had to step over many; good or bad and now, where she was, the ex-wife of the most powerful man in New York and that tag came with reputation, fame and most importantly, notoriety. Money would come too, she was certain, that is the reason she had hired Jean- the lady barrister could just about manipulate anyone; that was the skill that afforded her lifestyle.

“I sent you the medical papers Jean, he’s in WelKor Cornell! What now?” Anna had been arguing with her lawyer on the phone since half an hour now.

“Yes and until his doctor confirms that he is perfectly healthy to step in the case, being a patient, the court will rule in his favor. Right now, I cannot freeze his properties or assets, all I can do is file the case, the rest of the procedures would take time Anna,” Jean replied roughly.

“And what the heck am I supposed to do until then? Sit and wait for him to get better?” Anna shouted on the phone sarcastically.

“Do as you please, let me know when Scott Anderson is perfectly fit,” Jean cut the conversation short and added, “Till then, I’ve got other clients to attend to,” and cut the call.

Anna’s mouth opened wide in surprise; she had paid Jean more than half of her fees by now and that was how she repays her?! She threw her iPhone on the wooden floor and the loud thud of it falling made small cracks on the fragile screen.

“This fucking bitch…” Anna shouted in exasperation referring to Jean.

“Language Anna!” someone said from behind her, and Anna toned down her anger immediately.

She plunked down in despair, on the huge puffy sofa in the lavish office she was in now, it was evening, almost everyone was almost gone.

“I’m even running out of the money you had given me…I might require some more,” she reminded him, with a hint of skepticism in her voice. She knew how to get more money out of him, everyone had weak points and she knew his- she was guarding his secrets now.

only to take care of the kid and I know how you have been doing it,” the husky and deep voice spoke from

how he must have gotten to know

your hand over him was worse,”

mess and I didn’t know wh-what to do…” Anna explained nervously by now, her hands fidgeted with the corners of her purse. She could not afford offending this man, he was her

discernible in the dim lighting of the office room. He leaned over to where Anna was sitting until he was totally shadowing

in many cases; she did not even know his name though. But she chose to draw that thought away for now.

me very carefully Anna, if you ever touched Emmett again, trust me, I’ll make people forget you ever existed at all!” he said emphasizing every word, looking

expecting that, more than that, she knew how well he meant his words;

signed a blank cheque with his silver Shaeffer pen that shone in the dim corner. He threw the cheque on the sofa where Anna was sitting

as Anna greedily picked up the cheque and quickly placed

had been just seconds ago from this guy and said, “I’ll keep you

not say anything, this stupid woman was not the only source he relied on to get any new information over Scott. It was enough if she would handle Emmett, already like she was

to leave, he said

guy he was, shedding money away like water, she had been with Scott, even he would not give a penny to a stranger he barely knew. She wondered whether this mysterious billionaire knew about her own back story- even if he did, he would know that she was harmless to him; all that mattered to her was money- she was

was that he wanted and then what relationship he could have had

blank cheque she had gotten from

ago; he could still not believe Mariella had been gone for so long now and he was still trying to make sense of

nurse had

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