Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

I had gone to the apartment with Manson and gotten my things from there. I had also gone to Travis’s apartment to get my laptop. There I had wiped away my laptop and every evidence I had of my past plans.

I went to the mansion next as I remembered the last time I had been there as Asher’s wife. I walked into the house to see my children there to welcome me.

We hugged and they talked excitedly about the office and the people they had met and all of that.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

They even showed me to their rooms and talked about how it was decorated and they had decorated it even more without any help.

Asher walked in to meet me as we hugged and he held me in place.

“Are you okay?” He asked as I nodded. “Don’t lie to me.”

I pointed to Manson behind him.

“He saved my life so I owe him one,” I smiled before turning to the guard. “And, I am very sorry for judging you from day one. You are not like that.”

“It’s fine. I know you were just scared because of my accent. I get that a lot.”

“How about you three go with Manson who will take you to the nanny and they will freshen you guys up?” Asher said as the guard took the children out of the room before getting in with a confused look on his face.

“I don’t know who the nanny is,” he said as I laughed.

“Oh, just give them to any maid around and tell them my order,” Asher said as the man nodded before going out.

We were now alone in the room as I looked around the room with a smile on my face.

“How are you?” He asked again.

“I am fine,” I said. “My voice isn’t shaking and I don’t feel like I’m going to die.”

I walked out of the room to hear her voice screaming at someone but I couldn’t tell where her voice was coming from. It was a large house.

“So I’m going to guess that she’s around,” I laughed as he shook his head.

“Fortunately no,” he sighed. “The person screaming must be the chef. He’s always on edge whenever guests come in, which is everyday. Come let me show you around.”

We walked and talked about his work for the day before he showed me into a room which I could remember.

“I know this room. Wasn’t this the old music room?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said. I looked around to find it empty. “I stripped it of everything. I was thinking of making it a playground for the children.”

I nodded. I went to the window to look out of it and I saw the view which had been my solace when I had been married to him in the past.

“I promise you that she would not be a nuisance to you,” he said, holding me from behind.

“She will be if she enters here and sees us in this position.”

“I am the president, I can do whatever I want.”

I pulled away from him. “Let’s not test her anger and her limits for now.”

“How about you don’t go back on your decision of staying,” he said to me. “I know you’re safe and all but I want you to be with me. Just for the meantime until I can figure out what to say to her.”

I nodded. He leaned in to kiss me as both our phones rang at the same time.

We both excused ourselves as we went to different parts of the room.

“Hello,” I said when I found a number I could not recognize.

“He’s escaped again,” someone said on the phone as I wondered what the person was talking about.

“Who?”

“Travis. He’s no longer in jail, he and his friend escaped.”

My heart flipped as I turned to see Asher looking at me with sad eyes. Dread instantly filled me up as I wondered what it would take to put this man down.

***

Travis’s POV

I paced the small apartment from window to door while Jay nursed his wounds.

I looked at the other person by the couch scrolling through his phone as I could feel my plan coming to life.

I snorted at the state of this shoebox apartment but I could not do anything since I had to be calm in this place. I had a mission to carry out. The state of the apartment was the least of my concern.

“Look you’ve gotten us in enough trouble and now you can leave,” Jay said as I scoffed.

“Look, I’ve got a manhunt on me and I am not going anywhere until I fulfill my mission.”

“Do you want us dead?” The man stood to his feet, limping as blood poured from it. “All you got was a nosebleed. I’ve got the skin waxed off my leg. Don’t get me pissed.”

“I’ve got enough money to buy you and your generation more than ten times over, now let me stay and I will make it worth your time,” I said.

He walked back to the bed touching the other man to look at me.

“He said he can buy me ten times over with my generation. But guess who can’t kill an ordinary woman, it’s definitely not me.”

“Hey,” I sighed. “Enough. I would have killed her if that stupid jeep had not rammed into the car. And you know it.”

I walked to the window. “I don’t have any choice but to stay with you poor people. I won’t be tracked here and it’s better for me. I will buy you whatever you want, but house me and your money will be given to you in whatever way you need.”

Jay sneered at me but I eyed him and looked away. I did not need him to like me. I was rich enough to buy him. I just needed to focus on what I needed done.