Chapter 11: Hannah Noctivar

"Please go ahead!" He immediately stood aside and gave a signal to the guard on the gate to open it.

He didn’t even bother to ask about the reason behind Lucien’s visit.

The ex wife of the infamous billionaire lived in the Palermo Society was a known fact to the people of the upper class.

He naturally thought he was visiting his ex wife. And even if that was not the case, he still wouldn’t dare to stop Lucien.

The Palermo Society was filled with countless mansions and villas that cost more than what thousands of normal people could earn in their entire life.

The car came to a stop in front of an exquisite and luxurious villa.

Although the villa was big and good, it still lacked compared to the other houses in the Society.

Clearly telling that the owner of the Villa was not as rich as others in the Society.

Lucien stood in front of the door and adjusted his clothes neat and clean like removing any form of evidence. Making it seem like a husband coming home after an affair.

Which was pretty much true, except the fact that they were not married anymore.

Ding Dong!

The sound of the bell echoed on the villa before an extremely honey like melodious voice came from the door bell intercom.

"Who is it?"

"It’s me," Lucien replied.

Silence!

There was no sound from the other side.

After a few minutes that felt like years, the door finally opened.

And from that door stepped out a woman.

Hannah Noctivar.

A perfect milf beauty wearing an office dress with an apron that tightly hugged all of her curves.

She had fiery red hair with dark golden eyes.

Her body was something Lucien couldn’t describe in words.

Big lumps of two plump flesh hung on her chests.

Her deep cleavage was visible even through the apron, big hips that surpassed even Lysandra, reaching 40 inches.

Her bare legs with a short skirt highlighted her long creamy white legs.

The sunlight hitting her face enhanced her already close to divinity like face. Her eyes glowing under the sun like a phoenix rising through rebirth.

Lucien greedily examined her body like a hunter examining its prey.

’She is without a doubt the same level of beauty as Lysandra.’ Lucien thought in his mind before being interrupted with her honey-like voice that sounds even more beautiful now that she stood in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing her blunt questions Lucien didn’t mind.

"Can’t I come in before we talk? After all this is my house as well."

The house in which Hannah lived belonged to none other than Lucien himself.

In the beginning when he was still a small wealthy individual of the city, he brought this house to live with Hannah after their marriage.

So even after their divorce the house was still in his name. He only allowed Hannah to live here because she asked for nothing else other than this house during their divorce.

But Lucien being Lucien he denied even that and only allowed her to live in this house while it still belonged to him.

So him saying that this was his house as well was not a wrong statement.

"Yes, right! YOUR house. I totally forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me. Please! Go ahead! Come in."

Lucien didn’t take her sarcastic remark to heart and merely smiled at her words before making his way inside the house.

In fact he felt like he deserved it.

Although it was done by the previous Lucien he still felt somewhat responsible for it because now he was occupying his body.

The house from the inside was pretty simple.

In fact simple might be too much, cheap and poor would be the right word.

"Now that you are inside the house no one can see you. You can just tell me what you want. If you want this house I can leave it. I don’t want to live to your scraps anymore."

Hannah’s brutal words rang in Lucien’s ear as he felt sorry for her.

She thought he only came inside the house so that no one would see him, because being caught with her might cause his reputation some damage.

’oh! My sweetheart! I have really caused you trouble, but no more. I am going to make you the happiest woman alive by giving you dic– aahmm! Love and care.’

The reason for her misery right now was none other than Lucien.

Well, not directly but still somewhat responsible.

After their divorce, Lucien left her with nothing. Not even a single penny.

By the time of his divorce, he had already become a force to be reckoned with.

So being left without anything, Hannah tried to find a job.

But due to her divorce with Lucien people thought he was displeased with her.

So giving her a job would be too much of a risk. They thought what if he got angry and destroyed their entire company. After all Lucien’s image as a cold ruthless person was quite a popular and known fact.

Combined with his wealth and power, he was more than capable of doing that. Even major companies didn’t want to risk going on the bad side of Lucien.

Leaving her jobless and broke for a few years.

It was only because of her parents’ support, she did not starve to death.

Lucien even while knowing all this made no effort to help her.

Leaving quite a deep hatred in Hannah’s heart towards him.

She found a job only a few years back. She thought she had finally gotten rid of his shadow.

What she didn’t know was that she in fact didn’t get rid of his shadow.

The company she worked for now belonged to none other than Maxwell Nocticar.

The protagonist himself.

Not wanting to see his future harem member in pain. He found this shell company only for her.

After all, he still couldn’t reveal his true wealth and abilities to her yet.

"I just wanted to have lunch with my lovely ex wife. Is it too much to ask?"