Chapter 336 - Three Hundred And Thirty-seven: No One Can Stop Him (1/2)
The third point of view:
”What?! What do you mean she's gone?!” Fernandez spat fire at the unlucky man in his office who had arrived to deliver the bad news.
After the successful raid at Cecil's place, he had left first to finish up at the office before heading home to flaunt his trophy, who knew those incompetent fools would ruin his successful plan.
How could they not achieve that simple task? He had done most of the work, all they had to do was to bring them back to his place, and yet, they failed!
”So you're trying to tell me that some men stopped you guys?” Fernandez's dark gaze warned of a brewing storm.
”Yes sir,” said the man who had an adhesive bandage on the corner of his neck - which was just one of the many wounds on his body. He was the driver of the van and had suffered most of the impact from the collision.
”We underestimated the woman, it seems she has her own forces,” he claimed.
Suddenly, Fernandez remembered that moment Cecil had threatened him about calling for help. What help could that woman possibly have?
Without the backing of her family, she was good as nothing. The Vincent's had disowned her already, what connection could she have? She was nothing but an ordinary fashion designer, compared to him who runs his family's business.
An evil grin stretched Fernandez's lips as he traced the wine glass on his desk - the glass he'd drank from - while the ignorant man stood with his head lowered without perceiving the malevolent aura seeping from the madman. Even if he could, what could he do anyway? Fernandez was his employer.
”So you're telling me that Cecil with no strong backing was strong enough to stop you with her measly guards?!” he hurled the glass directly at the man's face and it shattered to pieces.
Blood trickled from his temple but the man didn't dare to move, they all knew Fernandez had a foul temper - everyone avoided him for that reason. Defending himself while Fernandez speaks would only aggravate the man's anger, so he kept mute and endured the pain.
Fernandez swept everything on his desk to the floor. Yes, that anger! That has always been his problem! He couldn't control that.
”Get out,” he said yet the man didn't move a muscle until he bellowed, ”Get the hell out of here!”
At first, the man had been too lost in his thoughts to hear Fernandez, until he screamed the second time causing him to scurry out of the office as if the devil were on his heels.
”Damn it!” He loosened the tie on his neck out of frustration. Everything was so damn annoying nor did he think of a time that woman would rebel against him - she used to adore him.
As the story tells, he and Cecil had once been together. However, unlike Cecil who had the dumb imagination of marrying a man who would love her unconditionally, Fernandez had an ulterior motive in agreeing to the marriage.
Vincent's family had just three females with no male heir to inherit the corporation. It was quite obvious that one of the sons-in-law was going to inherit the business afterward. He knew it would be a tough battle considering their husbands too were from equal standing, but Fernandez was confident of winning. He just had to work extra hard and merge both companies in the future - that way, he would tactically take over the company.
Cecil had been young and dumb then, so with a few romantic acts, he wove his way into her heart. He reined in his anger and became the perfect gentleman ladies envisioned in their dreams.