His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias) novel Chapter 6

It had been several days since Amara sent the divorce paper but there was still no response. Pacing in front of the window, Amara called her attorney Philip.

"Hasn't Larsen signed it yet?"

"My apologies, Ms. Crawford," Philip sighed at the other end. "I have urged the side of Mr.Larsen but they just ignored us. I am applying for court procedures for you but we have also encountered resistance. The judge suggests that you should communicate with Mr. Larsen first."

Hearing this, Amara chuckled out of anger. What was Tobias doing now? He was the first to ask for a divorce, and now she was giving him what he wanted, yet he started to obstruct her in every possible way. What's wrong with him?!!

Taking a deep breath, Amara calmed herself. Since he wanted to play, she could play.

"I understand, Philip. I'll meet Larsen later." Amara picked up her handbag, heading to Tobias' company, Labyrinth.

She had barely walked through the revolving doors when she heard a rather familiar voice ring out from behind her.

“Amara?”

Against her better judgment, Amara turned around and met the two annoying faces. Fiona and Giselle Larsen, Tobias' sister and mother. And the extra reason for her pain in this marriage. Fiona and Giselle never liked Amara as they believed an "orphan" girl like her never matched a perfect man like Tobias.

“What the hell are you doing here, girl?” Giselle asked as she matched forward and forcefully seized Amara’s wrist. She looked her over before scoffing. “And dressed like a maid? Do you want to disgrace my son?”

Dressed like a maid? Amara didn’t really think the dress she had on, a pair of blue waist-high jeans, a white inner and stripe-colored cardigan, were clothes befitting of a maid.

But oh well, this is Giselle Larsen speaking, the woman would go to any length to diminish Amara.

Except this time around, Amara wasn’t going to stand by and listen to her words. Forcefully, she freed her hand, surprising both Giselle and Fiona.

“I’d watch my mouth if I were you.”

Her words, cold and disrespectful to Giselle’s ears, had the woman's eyes going wide and blinking in surprise.

Had Amara just talked back to her? And in such a manner at that?!

“Look at this poor rude thing!” she barked. “Have you forgotten where you stand in my son's life? How dare you be so arrogant to me?”

Amara remained silent, but the cold glare she fixed both mother and daughter with was enough to piss them off.

“This bitch seems to forget what miserable life she should have,” Fiona sneered, tanzanite eyes shining with hatred. “If it wasn't Grandpa who had taken her in, how could she be alive until today?”

“Leave, now,” Giselle demanded, her daughter's words reminded her of some unhappy memories. "Don’t bother pestering my son. Stay home, or else I’ll ask my son to divorce-”

“That won’t be necessary,” Amara interrupted. She held up the brown envelope. “Once this is signed, I'll have nothing to do with you Larsen guys. I won't give you any glance even if you beg to.”

“What?!” Fiona and Giselle exchanged looks filled with disbelief. How dare Amara file for divorce?

Before either of them could get the opportunity to question Amara, the revolving doors spun around, and out came several bodyguards in black; in the middle of them, guarded like a national treasure, were Tobias and a middle-aged man.

“What's going on here?” Tobias creased his brows when he noticed some figures stuck in the way. With Timothy Carson, his valuable client, beside him, he didn't want anyone or anything to ruin his business.

The sound of his voice had all the women turning in his direction. And at the sight of Amara, Tobias felt a sense of victory swell in his chest. See? All he had done was a little trick and she would come and surrender. Her sugar daddy was just some nouveau richer with no gut to challenge him.

“This woman is crazy, brother,” Fiona spoke up before anyone could. Her voice was so loud that it seemed like she was trying to explain the situation to an entire team rather than one person. "She said she's here to divorce you! How ridiculous!"

Tobias' face darkened at once. Amara approached him with her head high, handing him the divorce papers as soon as she was right in front of him.

“Do you think I’d come here, to beg you?” Amara chuckled. “You’re not the world’s ace, so I suggest you climb down your high horse, and oh, while you’re at it, don’t forget to show up for the court hearing.”

Tobias’s eyes twitched, clearly annoyed. Scoffing at his rather readable expression, Amara turned back around and marched to leave. However, Giselle suddenly caught her and slapped her.

"How dare you bitch speak to my son like that?!"

This slap was delivered with full force. Amara felt a stinging pain on her face. She looked at Tobias, whose disapproving gaze was fixed on his mother, but he just stood there, not stepping forward to defend her.

"Slap!" Without a second thought, Amara slapped Giselle back. She had considered telling Tobias about how Giselle and Fiona had humiliated and abused her before. However, Tobias had always been indifferent towards her. She worried he would dislike her even more if she did so.

'He's never going to stand up for me. I have to protect myself!' Amara realized it bitterly.

"Amara! What the hell are you doing!" Tobias yelled angrily. He believed this was the first time his mother had ever hit Amara. How could Amara hurt his mother?