UNTIL SHE'S MINE AGAIN

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

HEAVEN

"It's time to leave, right?" I asked as Jenna strolled into my office. It was evening already, and I was already so tired, all I needed was to go home and see my kids. They were like my energy booster. I was really grateful that they came into my life when it was the darkest.

Just like my biological family also came into my life when I was filled with confusion and darkness, the divorce had been a blessing in disguise.

"Yeah, but before that, the lawyer is here," she announced, and my brows shot up in realization. I had totally forgotten about that.

"Let him in."

Jenna made her way out and soon returned with Ethan, the company's lawyer. Luckily, I had found out he was a multi-practice lawyer, so it was easy to get him on board with my plans.

"Hi, Ethan," I greeted with a small smile as I rose to my feet.

"Hi Heaven." He flashed me a smile as I pointed at the sofa.

We both took our seats and I glanced at Jenna who was standing beside Ethan's chair.

"I brought the final draft," he announced, and I shared a look with Jenna in excitement. That was literally the best news of the day. I've been waiting for this news for the past years.

As soon as he handed me the final draft, I skimmed through it, my fingers tightening around the sleek leather of my chair. Thankfully, no corrections were required anymore. Everything was in place. Every single clause, every demand.

Atlas Belmont didn't know what was coming for me. He had walked away from our marriage by humiliating me as if I was nothing but a business deal gone bad. Now, he was going to pay.

"You’re sure about this?" Ethan asked, watching me closely.

"Absolutely." I slid the papers back to him, meeting his gaze.

"He forced me out without proper settlement, without negotiation. He thought I’d just disappear, but I’m not that woman anymore. File it today."

Ethan gave me a firm nod before putting the documents into his briefcase. "He’ll fight this, you know."

Of course, he will, but I know his business has been suffering lately. Actually, credit to myself, their business has been suffering ever since I took over at Vallore.

"Let him." A smirk curled at my lips. "I’ve been waiting for this moment for years."

I can't wait for Atlas shock. I mean, he would never have expected me to do something like this. I had always been the caring and sweet lady, but now he had to dance to his tune.

"This is great news," Jenna started once Ethan was out of my office.

"I know, right."

"I'm happy for you." She winked at me and I chuckled.

"It's time to go home," I announced as I walked back to my table and picked up my things. Soon, we were out of the company.

"See you tomorrow." Jenna waved at me as she headed to her car.

"Extend my greetings to Brad."

Brad was Jenna's boyfriend, and they've been living together ever since.

I got into my car and decided to stop over at a*****e to get some things for my kids.

As I walked into the store, I bumped hard into someone. Thankfully, we both didn't fall.

"What the hell?" the person shouted while I dusted off the dirt on my pants.

Raising my head, my eyes widened at the sight of Amanda. She had the same expression but it was soon replaced by a twisted face.

"Are you blind?" she yelled.

"I should ask you the same. We both bumped into each other," I replied, and she let out a scoff. To think I'd always considered Amanda a friend back then, I always let her in on everything going on between Atlas and me since I trusted her so much, not knowing it was her plan to keep any suspicions of herself. I should have known their friendship wasn't platonic, but that doesn't matter anymore.

"Of course, you won't accept your fault. I wonder who let you into this store," she snapped, rolling her eyes and I let out a huff.

"You seem to forget I'm no longer the poor and pitiful Heaven," I retorted, then she clapped.

"That's true. I guess you can never wash off the poverty from your body. You still look as poor as ever even though you've been sleeping your way all through the ladder all these years. Some people just need to accept that no matter what, they can't compare," she snarled in a mocking tone as her eyes raked over me.

I huffed.

"Well, since you're that rich, I guess you'll have to compensate for ruining my pants," I replied, pointing at the stain on my pants. When we bumped into each other, she had spilled her coffee on me.

She rolled her eyes.

"You must be high on something if you think I'll compensate for this. Yeah, it's luxurious, but you make it look so cheap," she spat, and a smirk curved out of my lips.

"I guess that's your way of admitting that you can't afford my pants. Anyway, I've got to go. Fancy meeting you."

She opened her mouth to retort, but I walked away before she could say anything. I didn't have that much time to exchange words with a nitwit. I headed to the kids section and picked out the art supplies they'd been wanting all this while.

When I arrived home a couple of minutes later, Amy was the one who opened the door, which was really surprising.

"If it isn't the boss lady. She works so hard that her father's birthday is nothing to her," Amy started in a mocking tone. I should have known the reason she opened the door was to attack me.

Ever since I came to the house, Amy never failed to show her dislike, or should I say insecurity, since she was the adopted daughter, and I was the lost and found biological sister. Her hatred escalated when I became the CEO, since that had always been her dream. She feels like I snatched everything from her.

"What are you talking about?" I frowned at her, and she opened her eyes widely.

"See? She doesn't even remember her father's birthday dinner. She acts like a workaholic, so others will look unserious and careless," she snapped while scowling at me.

"Amy, stop!" Mom warned.

"Why? We've all been waiting here, staring at the food like she's the queen. She kept us all waiting for hours, and now I'm the one at fault again?" Amy yelled and I massaged my temples.

She finds fault every time and makes it look like our parents favor me over her when I should be the jealous one. She has been with my parents since she was a kid and I only found out about my real parents five years ago.

"I know you all don't love me. So, I'm done with all this mistreatment. I'm leaving!" she shouted before storming off to her room, ignoring the incessant calls of everyone.