From Divorce To Dominance (Natalie Xavier)

Chapter 2 Welcome Home

Natalie wiped away her tears and spoke with resolve, "I want everyone here in thirty minutes." It was time to face the music. With the divorce done and dusted, she was ready to reclaim her life and take on whatever came her way.

Ten minutes later, a fleet of roaring Ferraris pulled up outside the hospital, their headlights turning the night into day.

At that moment, a private jet swooped down and landed right in front of them. Out stepped a dapper man, impeccably suited, exuding an air of sophistication.

"Good evening, Mr. Arthur Xavier!" the bodyguards greeted in unison.

The man, Arthur Xavier, adjusted his cufflinks, pushing up his glasses with a graceful hand. When his piercing gaze swept the crowd, a shiver ran through the air. "Let's go get Ms. Xavier!"

"Get Ms. Xavier!" The team was buzzing. After three rousing chants, they marched into the hospital in perfect formation.

When Tommy heard about the VIPs, he stood at the entrance, ready to greet them. But as he stepped forward, he was rudely pushed aside by a couple of burly bodyguards.

Arthur, who was leading the pack, a picture of elegance and authority, looked down at Tommy coldly. The intensity of Arthur's stare made Tommy avert his gaze. Fear clutched his throat, as Tommy thought, 'Who is this formidable figure from Greton? And which Ms. Xavier are they after?'

Dazed, Tommy got up after they left and rushed to the elevator, his mind racing, 'The twelfth floor? Isn't that where that local girl just had a baby? Who is she to rate such a grand escort? I better call Mr. Luther to fill him in!'

At a plush club's private room, Darren lounged on a couch, idly puffing on a cigarette while hot models danced suggestively nearby. They pressed close, vying for his attention, but he simply growled, "Back off!" Darren's buddy, Howard Hinton, stepped in to clear the room. "Scram, all of you! Can't you see he's not interested? His true love is on her way back to tie the knot. Forget your silly dreams!" With the crowd gone, silence fell.

Howard settled next to Darren, eager to talk. "When's Vivian coming back?"

"In three days."

"And the wedding?"

she pleases," Darren said softly at the mention

I'll give her everything she's

looks, brains, and even saved your life. I don't get why Henry wouldn't let you marry her. Now he's making you hitch to some local nobody! That

of her; it's jinxed!" Darren said quietly, "And keep

Ex-wives are like ghosts. Who

then, Darren's phone buzzed. Tommy's name flashed on the screen, blinking

thought. 'Even post-divorce, she won't cut the cord? Is she having buyer's remorse?' The notion sent a shiver down his spine. He could easily see her trying to weasel back into his life. With a scowl, he hit the answer button and barked,

"Mr. Luther, it's about

up trouble,

Tommy quickly corrected. "She

paused, taken aback. "Good riddance! Just remember, she's not Mrs. Luther anymore. Keep mentioning her,

wanted to explain what he'd witnessed, but the threat in Darren's voice made him clamp his

already pouring him a drink. "Relax! Let's

above the clouds, cutting through the night sky. Six hours later, the jet touched down in

on tenterhooks, sprang into action. They unfurled a lavish carpet worth millions and adorned the entrance with fresh roses flown in from a private estate overseas. A royal guard, decked out in red and white, stood at attention. At the conductor's cue, they struck up a lively

of perfectly aligned servants greeted Natalie with warm smiles, bowing in unison.

baby, had just stepped onto the plush carpet when a maid knelt