Alex reached behind him and pulled Emily forward, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. "This is my wife," Alex announced, his voice firm.
"We've been together for two years, and I love her genuinely. I would appreciate it if you welcome her into our family sincerely."
Emily stood there, speechless, her eyes welling up with tears as she was remembered as his wife, she was someone's wife after her trauma.
Alex finally found the lady he was searching for after many years, he can not let his parents force marriage with that slut that sleeps around just to get a modelling contract.
"But…" Mr. Stone trailed off, lost of words and laughed awkwardly. " You shouldn't have made us go through the stress of finding a wife if you had someone you loved."
"Forgive me but It wasn't necessary till you insisted on getting married before my next birthday," Alex replied.
Mr. Stone looked at the lady beside Alex, waiting to introduce herself.
" Hello Dad, I am Emily Jason," She said with a soft voice. " You look quite young, Alex always talks about how great his father is. I must say that a great seed doesn't grow by itself. I see where my lovely husband got your intelligence from." Emily complimented him while grabbing Alex's arm.
Alex sighed in relief, looking at Emily in admiration but definitely with a cold expression.
"Okay father, now you've seen my wife. Cancel the marriage proposal I have to go now," Alex said, grabbing Emily and leaving, without waiting for his father's response.
"What's your home address?" Alex asked her, while walking towards the garage.
" 13th Maple Street," Emily said.
"Get your important stuff and come back so you don't have to worry about your clothes and underwear…."
She blushed and ran out. Gazing at the direction she just took, Alex's eyes darkened, quickly calling his personal assistant. "Any information?"
Thirty minutes later, Emily wasn't back.
"You don't have my money ready?" Blackjack smirked, tracing a knife around her lips.
"I will pay today, let me call a friend," Emily said with a teary face.
"Who are you people and why do you have a knife in my woman's face?" Alex asked, trying to process what was going on.
"Who are you?" blackjack spat back
"Nobody," Alex said, with a cold expression. "Drop the knife and let's talk man to man"
Blackjack laughed, like he just heard the funniest joke. " You don't know who I am and you dare order me around? Okay then if you say so."
"This lady here owes me thirty thousand dollars," Do you have the money now? If not , my men will make you pay for interrupting my fun." Blackjack laughed while playing with a knife around his fingers.
"I don't have the money here but I can take it from a friend to pay now," Alex replied, unbothered.
The laughter grew louder, everyone looked at Alex with a shameful look. " Okay mummy's boy, " Blackjack said mimicking.
After Alex was given the bank account, he left to the balcony to call his assistant to do the transfer. "Untie her."
Blackjack men confirmed the money, shocked by the amount he added, Blackjack asked. " Who are you?"
Alex was known in the town as a cursed old man, so If he told Blackjack who he was it would sound like a joke to them. "Nobody, my rich friends, just did me a favor, don't ever come back looking for her, she's off your list."
Blackjack sighed, don't worry I have no business with her if she's not putting money in my wallet." with that they left.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Alex asked Emily, while staring at her picture when she was younger. "Well I was about to, but not on the first day of our wedding." After she explained what happened they left to Alex's house
"You will be sleeping in the master's bedroom," Alex told her, waiting for her reaction.