There was once a perfect son, a perfect student and a perfect executive and a perfect husband. Does anyone get that he was just so.... perfect. He strove to please his family and at the perfect age of 22, got married to the 'perfect' girl his family deemed worthy. It was more of a business marriage, two families merging together to create a powerful empire.

But unlike most business marriages, he was actually in love with his wife; Marion Orton, they were high school sweethearts before they even knew of the arrangement.

Life was good and easy and perfect, but then the real life happened when everything came crashing down. You have probably heard people say to never eavesdrop on another person's conversation, but in this case, eavesdropping for this man started the ball rolling for a perfect catastrophe.

Eavesdropping on his wife of two years phone call, who was talking to her best friend about her true love. And FYI it was not him! It was his close friend and family friend, Fred. Unlike most men, he didn't divorce her after confronting her of her infidelity and threaten to ruin her, no like a man who was in-love tried to work things out. But she wanted a divorce but unfortunately the contract of their marriage clearly stated that there would be no divorce unless for some reasonable explanation that both families agreed on.

When people said fight and kill for your happiness, he didn't take into context or dream that his wife, Marion and all those involved would kill for her happiness. Marion oh Marion, she was incredible, she set him up and framed him for cheating on her by collaborating with her best friends and sister to drug and trick the poor man into sleeping with a woman they had hired. And sending the video of the two together to their parents. To show and condemn the innocent man.

If that was not enough his loyal friends and co-workers in his company and co-companies teamed up together to ruin his good name. Showing condemning evidence that he was incompetent in running a multi- billion company. What people wont do for money or power, eh?

NO matter how many times he tried to explain no one cared or listened. His wife and Fred and her entourage had managed to convince everyone they knew that it would be more beneficial to the company and to everyone else if he was not in the picture and they all sent him away. After all they couldn't have the owner of a large company in a scandal.

His rich business father and lawyer of a brother managed to cut him off, taking away every single dime he owned and helped his ex-wife win everything in court during their divorce trial. Only five people out of the hundreds and hundreds of friends and family stayed by his side.

Even those who knew of Marion's affair didn't care or were too afraid and cast him away instead. He was a disgrace. His family washed their hands off of him and his brothers and sister wanted nothing to do with him.

To add the cherry to the sundae, the woman Marion and her friends had hired, fell pregnant because of their encounter. Furious as he was with the woman, Natasha, who played a part in ruining his life, but after hearing how she had no choice and was the caretaker of her ailing father and sibling and her first child, they put their differences and past aside and focused on their upcoming baby.

But fate was not on their side. Natasha's pregnancy was not easy, she was ill and weak and the pregnancy was actually killing her. But she pulled through and on December 30th gave birth to little Jr named after the poor man. But she died soon after. Her spirit was willing but her body was weak.

Jr. was a sickly baby having a weak heart and he was a five week preemie. He required lots of medicine and care and and that required money, which the perfect man didn't have. He went everywhere to banks, his parents, friends, jobs but they all refused him due to his parents influence. No one helped and one month later he watched as Dennis Jr, breathed his last and joined his mother. His death a big blow.

The end.

You're all wondering who that tragic story happened to five years ago, well it happened to someone i know very well, Dennis Whitmore. But that pathetic man who lost his son and watched his friend and child die because everyone turned their backs on him, died a long time ago. He was laid to rest. And I will seek vengeance and retribution for his pain and humiliation and tears. He would want that. No, I know he would want that.

How you ask?

Because that dead man is me.

I am Nathan Arriaga.

(Chuckling dryly) Ah Nathan Arriaga. The name that ignites awe and more importantly respect and fear unimaginable. Self-made billionaire, owner of multiple complexes and plazas and companies worldwide, CEO and president of 12 companies excluding TEC & Co, owner of 51 hotels and 72 restaurants worldwide, pilot and architect, licensed real estate and computer software inventor, silent philanthropist and more. But above all a man of excellence who finishes what he starts.

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My lawyer was sitting in front of me and babbling on about a new deal that was happening in New York. But my ears perked up as soon as he mentioned something about one of my executives managing to make a business deal in Manhattan and he stopped reading mid sentence.

"What is it?" I demanded.

" That merger you wanted for so long, its finally showed up. It is a merger with the Whitmore and the Ortons" he said with complete disgust. He knew of my past and was one of the five people outside my family who could get close to me.

"We will take it" I said with finality. Business was business after all. It seems Dave my executive desperate to redeem himself and had managed to snatch an opportunity. And it was big not so much for my fortune but for personal reasons.

Setting the papers down he stared at me. Micheal was always so hilarious when he was worried. He was like a mother hen, clucking. But he was a great lawyer and a close friend.

"That's it? That is all your going to say"

"Yes"

Then I rang for my assistant William Rosse. He was quite young at only 23 but came highly recommended by my mom Norma, he was a extremely smart and efficient. He was like a younger brother to me. And my instincts tell me he would be a brother-in-law sometime in the future. If the way he and my sister look at each other shyly is anything to go by and I like to think of myself as a master of telling people of their sincerity and emotions. But he was extremely sincere of his feelings towards her but she is far to young for any dating.

"Liam we are leaving for Manhattan two weeks from now" knowing he would prepare everything. I had given him instructions of this a year after he worked for me. He knew what code Manhattan was.

"Yes sir" but giving me a skeptical look as he left the room to prepare everything. He knew vaguely of my past. He was extremely protective of my interests and family's welfare and was as loyal as they came. After all he was my right hand man and the second in command of my empire. I am sure he would question me later. It was left with I and Micheal in the room again.

"It's time isn't it? It is time to go back?" he asked solemnly.

I didn't have to speak. He read my eyes.

"When you are through with them, what happens? I mean what will become of them?" Then he chuckled at his question. And his next words which sounded more like a statement than a question made me answer without hesitation

" I wonder what they would be left with when you are through with them?" he said chuckling. He might have had the faintest idea.

I stood from chair and walked to my window which overlooked the city and quietly replied with my back still turned to him

"NOTHING!!"