Chapter 9
-Unworthy-
“And the new CEO of Dankworth’s Group and Company is Arya Dankworth, my eldest daughter, Mister Martin declares, in an enthusiastic and cheerful voice, pointing towards Arya, who walks up to the stage.
With a smile on Lilia’s face, she embraces Arya, “No congratulations, do not think you have won, it would only last for a while, and I will take what is rightfully mine, she whispers to Argi, tapping on her back with a smile that looks so fake that looked warm and appealing in the eyes of the audience, who were watching, and applauding Arya
Arya was congratulated by the board members, who were impressed by Arya’s amazing strategy of skyrocketing their stiel sales to the next level yielding a huge amount of money for the company.
Nothing interests businessmen more than money, and how to expand their wealth, making them extremely rich
Cassandra in blue fitted pants and blazer jacket, accompanied by a shoe which was one inch high, walks up to Arya, “Excuse me maam, but a lot of companies present want to sign an investment contract with you, under your proposed project, she whispers the information into Arya’s ear.
Okay, then you can….
“Arya!” A masculine voice called from behind, cutting her off from finishing her words, grasping her attention.
Arya swiftly turned to know who it was, her face marred with a grimace, her brow arching in disheartenment, as anger shrugged through her veins instantly, at the face her gaze had beheld.
Alberto, her ex–husband, standing right in her presence, alongside his so–called wife, Jane – her best friend.
Arya arched a furious brow at Jane, “You managed to escape the cops, at what expense?” Arya asked with a mockery look on her face, swiftly darting her gaze to Alberto, with a somewhat facial expression.
Jane tucked her arm over Alberto’s arms, which was shoved into his pocket, holding firmly to it as if her life depended on it, attempting to spite Arya, with her little stupid ways, that Alberto belonged to her.
But Arya didn’t give a single damn about it, as they had to bow to her.
“You can not be the Arya I know, right?” Alberto asked in a confused tone, his mind ran wide, trying to fathom if the elegant- looking lady standing before him was his ex–wife.
Arya stared at him, her facial expression, cold as ice, without uttering a word to him, or replying to his damn question, as she swiftly raised the wine glass she held on her hands, gracefully sipping the wine in it.
‘damn! Is she a heiress or what? Alberto asked inwardly, battling with himself in his mind over his past actions, if he had foolishly dumped a jackpot – Arya.
“From your silence, it seems it is true,” Alberto said, suddenly the disheartenment that was laced on his face was grooved over with a smile, which Arya found fake and mischievous.
“My company would like to sign a contract with your company on your promising project, my ex–wife!” Alberto said, handing over a file to Arya, a trace of mockery evident in his voice, as he stretched the word ‘ex–wife, to get the attention of the audience close to them, to tame Arya into signing his contract without having to refuse,
“Ex–wife?” A voice asked in curiosity.
“That is impossible!” Another voice said again,
*Is Mr. Martin’s daughter already married, without us knowing! A feminine voice, a few meters away from Arya asked, as
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she peeks a glance at Arya, who stood still unraveled by the drama her ex–husband was about to display.
Arya understood the game Alberto was playing. little did he know that the Arya he knew, was not the Arya, standing in front of him.
Arya smiled mischievously, as she swiftly dropped the glass of wine on the high tower table close to her, holding firmly to her mini–bag, closing up some proximity between Alberto.
“Trying to pull your games, Mr. Alberto, try harder! Perhaps, you may have mistaken me for someone else,” Arya declared with a dismayed voice, gracefully taking a step back, with an unwavering expression on her face.
Right in front of you, is Miss. Arya Dankworth, Arya said in a condensed tone, tugging her wavy hair over to the left shoulder.
“I remember introducing myself some while ago.” she said further, with a fearless gaze slowly darted at Alber
Arya replied, making the audience who paid attention to Alberto, who tried to slander her, think that he was ju delusional, to have said that Arya was his ex–wife.
“And my company, can not sign a contract with an unworthy company, that is not promising, and only looking for a leavage out of their problem,” Arya spat out, her voice firm, and her words sounding decisive and final.
Arya knew that Alberto’s company was suffering some backslanging. One thing she did not expect was to meet him here of all places, on her big day, trying to cause a fuss and disgrace her, thinking that Arya would let him have his way.
Arya was going to make the most out of the moment, to backslap every disgrace she suffered in their hands in the past
no single mercy.
with
Businessmen and women, who had graced the occasion, murmured among themselves, their voices barely above a whisper, “I heard his company is suffering a huge loss these days,” a young woman, in a yellow mesh designer flared dress, who seemed to be in her early thirties said to the lady, seated next to her.
The other lady took a glance at Alberto, a frown evident on her face, “Arya is right declining the contract, a pauper like him is not worthy to collaborate with the Dankworths, even my company would not do that, the other lady replied with so much spite marred in her voice.
Jane, hearing the slandering of the guest, who picked interest in the matter that was directed at Alberto, her husband, was grooved with shame and anger, averted her angry gaze to Arya, whose lips were laced with a smirk
You think you can do this to us, just because you got some power, we both know that you are nothing but a whore, who
out angrily. climbed her way up here, Jane spat
Slap! Slap!
Arya lashes a thunderous slap at Jane, one enough to take her off balance, which made her staggered, but got her firm-stand when Alberto held her by the waist, stopping her from falling to the floor.
“Don’t hurt her!” Alberto declared, giving Arya a warily look, but he was ignored and treated like a fool with silence.
husband into “You must watch your tongue, and not say things you are not sure of Was that how you deceived your divorcing his previous wife, your best friend,” Arya said, taking a step towards Jane, who stuttered back in fear, over the anger that hooved around Arya’s gaze.
“From what I see you are the only whore here, who slept with her best friend’s husband out of jealousy to hide her secret, Ayra blurted out, not minding where she was, shoving the intended shame they had for her back on Jane’s face.
“I heard they are both to be married,” a masculine voice said, from Arya’s direction. The voice was so audible to Arya’s hearing, the man taking another awkward glance at the couple.
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“What a pathetic couple, they will make,” a voice spat out
“Absolutely nonsense!” a deep voice came from an angle.
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With two steps. Arya got closer to Jane, bent over to her left ear, clon’t worry, I am not going to take him away from you, I have no habit of taking back disposable trash, Arya said, her gazes meeting jane’s eyes, sending shivers down her spine. Jane’s face was evident with nothing, but fright.
Blinking continuously, raveled by the burning rage she saw laced in Arya’s eyes.
Jane slowly narrowed her eyes around, to find the countless eyes that were on her after Arya had disgraced her o
openly.
“Cassandra! Call the security to take these two unsolicited guests away from my sight, her voice was full of grief, audite as she commanded in a hushed voice.
Alberto fell to his knees instantly, his hands clasped together, with a pitiful look, with a flick of hope that linge to get Arya to sign his contract.
But Arya seemed unmoved by his pitiful displayed action. She was never going to be deceived again, not for the umpteenth
ume.
“Arya. I know I am not worthy of your mercy, but I need your help” He said in a shaky voice, attempting to melt Arya’s hardened heart towards him.
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