The man standing in front of me was the one who had ruined the company when it was in his hold, who wanted to destroy the love of my life and everything that belonged to him for a reason I had no idea about. Now he had nothing but a pile of lawsuits upon him ever since he had been kicked out of his pedestal.
His once handsome face was now bloodshot, haggard, and if it hadn't been for the glint in his eyes and the sneer on his face, I perhaps might have never recognised him. His clothes were shabby, and stank of alcohol, and he looked like he hadn't taken a proper bath in days.
Just looking at him made me want to shut the door right in his face, immediately, which I tried to do. But he caught the door just in time, and with him being almost twice my size, he managed to overpower me even
