Chapter 12 The Janitor

• Jamole stood to his feet, advanced to the mirror opposite and took a glance at himself. His face lacked emotion and there was nothing on his mind other than vengeance.
• Susan was still mad at him. She steered her wheel chair toward Jamole as she couldn’t stop questioning him. “It is absolutely demeaning and embarrassing that my husband who is supposed to be the heir to the prestigious Swan Real Estate is opting for the position of a janitor.”
• Jamole gazed upon Susan and saw her face go crimson. He owed her a lot of explanation and he was going to let her into his pain in a short while. But for now he would have to disguise as a janitor. His vengeance was going to be slow and steady. None of his enemies will escape his stroke.