Finding Out The Billionaire

Chapter 11

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“I… I can’t today. My son hasn’t had dinner yet. I need to go home and cook for him,” Heather explained after a brief silence.

“Isn’t Alex with him? Can’t he cook?” Walt inquired. He was slightly irritated, but it didn’t show on his face.

“He can only cook for himself,” Heather lied.

Truthfully, Alex was a great cook. He had been cooking their meals all along.

“He can’t even cook? Ha! Fine. I’ll hold a ceremony for you at The Clouds tomorrow. You’ll be the envy of our friends. Don’t disappoint me, Heather.”

Walt grabbed Heather’s hands and gazed at her affectionately, his eyes expectant.

Utterly flustered, Heather wanted to pull away from him. However, she was afraid that she would embarrass him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there on time.” She nodded profusely as a blush crept up onto her cheeks.

“I trust you. You should return now to prepare dinner for Stanley.” Walt nodded and released his grip on her.

Heather’s mind was in shambles as she turned to leave in a hurry.

A ruthless but confident look appeared on Walt’s face as he gazed at a noticeably anxious Heather.

He was pleased with Heather’s reaction today.

If she still hated him, then it wouldn’t be as fun when he took his revenge tomorrow, as he was planning to give her a forceful strike while she was still into him.

That would be the highlight of his revenge!

Heather went to Carmen and Lucas before they took a cab home.

When they arrived home, Alex and Stanley were having dinner.

“Loser, how dare you eat without us?” Carmen saw them and immediately hollered.

Alex said nothing and helped Stanley with his soup before he continued eating his meal.

Carmen’s anger intensified as Alex chose to ignore her.

“All you do is eat! You couldn’t even help when Lucas was in trouble. You’re worse than an outsider!” Carmen started complaining.

“Grandma, Mommy, Uncle. Dinner is ready,” Stanley raised his head and called.

“I’m angry enough as it is!” Carmen waved furiously and strode back to her bedroom.

“Mom, I’ll cook for you later,” Lucas offered.

“Mm,” Carmen nodded.

“Hurry, finish your dinner. Don’t waste my time.” Lucas glared at them and urged.

Stanley was afraid of Lucas, so he lowered his head and started shoving his food into his mouth hastily.

“Stanley, chew your food thoroughly so that you won’t choke on it. No one will punish a good boy when he eats,” Alex said.

“Okay,” Stanley nodded.

Lucas was about to retort when Heather frowned and ordered, “Stop it. If you’re that hungry, eat somewhere else.”

Lucas fell silent at once, as he was terrified of his sister.

Heather sat beside Stanley and got herself some food, too.

After dinner, Alex washed the dishes while Heather read a storybook to Stanley.

Heather had only returned to her bedroom after Stanley had fallen asleep.

She saw Alex lying on the ground, scrolling his phone aimlessly.

Since last night, Heather had refused to share a bed with him, so he had no choice but to sleep on the floor.

After taking a shower, Heather sat at her dressing table and dried her hair. “I’m going to accompany Walt tomorrow,” she informed Alex.

“I know,” Alex replied coolly.

“My family comes before you. I’m not a good woman.” Heather sat on the bed after drying her hair and looked at Alex directly.

“I don’t like how pathetic you are, but I’m going to cheat on you to save my family anyway. So, sign the divorce papers and we’ll hand the signed papers over to my attorney tomorrow. That way, I won’t cheat on you and people won’t mock you, too.”

Alex said nothing and scrolled through his phone quietly.

“There’s one million in this card. If you remain frugal like you have been doing for the past few years, you can survive for a few years with that money. Don’t worry. I’ll bring Stanley up as a responsible mother.”

She added, “I’ll change his last name when he’s in high school. I know that bothers you a lot, and he should take your last name as you’re his father.”

With that, Heather took out a bank card and gave it to Alex. “The password is the last six digits of your birthday.”

“Go to bed. If you insist on getting a divorce, let’s talk about it after tomorrow. I don’t need your money. My only condition is that I get full custody over Stanley,” Alex raised his head and stated firmly.

“How are you going to bring him up? Do you want Stanley to be a pathetic loser like you when he grows up?” Heather raised her voice.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure our son becomes the richest man in the world. He’ll grow up to be a real man,” Alex stated firmly.

“Alex, you’re such a disappointment!” Heather declared crossly. “Fine, we won’t go to the attorney tomorrow since you’re fine with other people mocking you!”

She lay on the bed in a huff and switched off the lights, preparing to sleep.

However, no one knew if she truly fell asleep or not.

The next day, when Alex returned after sending Stanley to kindergarten, Heather was still at home.

“You’re going to be late. Let me give you a ride,” Alex offered.

Heather couldn’t help but snort, as the last bit of feelings that she had for Alex disappeared into thin air.

Is my husband offering to send me to another man’s bed? How ironic. Does he have no shame at all? Heather wondered.

“I don’t want to take your stupid electric scooter,” she sneered, shooting him a look before leaving.

Alex stared at her retreating figure without a word and headed out too.

Upon seeing Heather leave in a cab, he called Jack promptly.

“Is everything ready?” Alex questioned.

“Yes, we’re waiting for your orders, Mr. Jefferson,” Jack replied.

“Okay. Keep an eye on your phone. Take action once you receive my text.”

Alex hung up, as a cruel glint flashed across his eyes.

Just wait and see. I’ll make Walt grovel at my feet! he decided.

He got onto his electric scooter and followed the cab.

At The Clouds.

Walt had reserved the entire resort and had even invited most of their college friends.

He had claimed that the occasion was Heather’s wedding, but it was merely an alumni reunion.

Walt was dressed smartly today, as though he was Prince Charming. Upon his arrival, he became the center of attention.

The crowd started flattering and buttering up to him eagerly, highlighting his success and uniqueness.

“Heather Jennings is here!”

“Oh? The most popular girl in college? She still looks so pretty!”

Heather made her way in through the path covered in a red carpet.

She was dressed in a ruby red evening gown, which showcased her elegance and beauty.

At that moment, everyone, including Walt, was mesmerized by her beauty.