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

time, I'll give her everything she's owed and make

and even saved your life. I don't get why Henry wouldn't let you marry her. Now he's making you hitch to

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

"Right! Ex-wives are like ghosts.

Tommy's name flashed on

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

the other end replied cautiously, "Mr. Luther,

stirring up trouble,

no!" Tommy quickly corrected. "She was taken away by

Just remember, she's not Mrs. Luther anymore. Keep mentioning her, and

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

up and turned to Howard, who was already pouring him a drink. "Relax! Let's toast to being rid of that local headache. Here's to single

cutting through the night sky. Six hours later, the jet touched down in front of a

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

perfectly aligned servants greeted Natalie

stepped onto the plush carpet when a maid knelt to slip off