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

I gaped at the door as I slowly recovered from the shattering news. I was still very angry at what had happened but I could only chuckle at how stupid I had been over the years. This was something that could have been avoided if I had only listened to my mother.

They had both been right. Rowan and my mother. It was like they could see the future. I had to call them and call them soothsayers because they had just told me what I needed to know. Next time I was sure I would listen to their pieces of advice.

How could I have been so blind? I felt like a fool because I felt used for my money and my connections.

She had used me like I was a tool. She had used me to get back at the people she was trying to get back at and also used me to fall back into her old relationship.

I was nothing to her, I was just a tool.

I grabbed a whisky bottle from the shelf behind me as I downed its contents into my mouth, feeling it sting my throat.

How could she lie to me and promise me so much only to change her mind at the last minute?

If anything I was the one who was to be mad at her for leaving the original plan and going for whatever plan she was brewing.

I grabbed the lamp and tossed it at the wall watching it shatter. It did not feel like anything as I grabbed the chair and tossed it to a shelf watching the books crumble. I took up the mouse, the bottles, the drawer and tossed them all to the walls and the door.

It was really over.

“You will regret this!” I yelled at the top of my voice hoping she would hear me and come back but I don’t think she did.

A knock on the door started me as I looked at it to find the triplets standing there.

“Do fireflies carry fire inside them like little dragons?” Layla asked me.

“Don’t ask him that, you should ask if they are like moths going around a flame on their tail,” Landon joined in.

“No,” Layla said stubbornly.

They didn’t seem to know I was in a bad mood and even after they had seen the room they seemed to ignore the mess and went on arguing.

“Hey, how about you guys leave me alone,” I suggested before having an idea pop up into my head. “Would you guys like to go to an amusement park not far from here?”

They were excited as I told them to go and get dressed.

“Don’t tell your mother. It’s a surprise. And I don’t think she’s going to come with us so let’s go,” I said hoping they would not disturb her.

They agreed and rushed to change as I closed the door after they were gone.

I got out my phone and called Rowan.

“What’s up?” The man said over the phone.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I’ve got a favor to ask of you.”

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Asher’s POV

I was so furious with my lawyers and PR team. These idiots were supposed to protect me from things like these and they were to make sure I didn’t get hit like this again. How could they have let this slide past their eyes? Didn’t they see the warning signs?

They had managed to take down the blog posts as the newspaper articles but it was too late and the public already knew about it.

Campaign season was in a year and I was going to go for a second term. I used to be so clean none of my competitors could touch me, however right now I was sure they were saving up the leaked news to use against me.

I heard from my campaign manager about my chance of reelection and I wasn’t happy about it.

“I don’t care,” I sighed. “You all had one job! One fucking job and you failed in it. Throwing me under the bus like that. In the next election I would be toast. They would use this against me. Do you even know how much fire I’ll be under?

“The public could even see me as a public menace and toss me out. I could lose this race.”

“But sir, you could simply walk right over your opponents with the crowd,” the manager said. “I’m sure before the next election you would be seen as a top candidate. They would have forgotten all about the chaos and see what you’ve done during your tenure.”

“This is politics man, not the fucking Olympics. This isn’t a movie or a book. My opponents are gathering the facts right now as we speak. My entire life is out there. I’m more than an open book. I have no secrets. I could be destroyed out there.”

I hated this. Having to be out there without anyone coming to my aid. Why was it all like this?

“I want to know how that got out,” I sighed. “I want to know who released that file and I want them swimming in lawsuits and debts so bad their sixth generation would feel it. I want them to feel my anger and my rage. Do you hear me?”

Someone knocked on the door, entering as I looked at Delia’s father walking into the meeting room.

I stilled him with my glare wondering what he was doing here.

“Are you lost old man?” I grunted. “Because if you’re here to bring up your damn company I swear to God almighty that I will make sure you don’t have anything to call your own by the time I’m done with you. Leave the same way you came in if you don’t want my wrath. I am already pissed off.”

But he stood there smiling. He knew something I did not. He looked tense even when he was putting up a smile.