Real Identity

“You morons thought you could kill me?" I watched Tori for a second, then I moved.

 I grabbed Tori by the hair and ignored her frantic attempt to escape my grasp.

They really thought I was gone.

   “What does it feel like? To be bullied by the woman you killed?" I dragged her toward the trembling Harvey. I dropped her before him and she fell flat on her chest, shrieking with fear.

   I grabbed her hair again and made her look at me. Seeing her annoying face, my stomach rumbled, and I landed a resounding slap on her cheeks. My palm met so perfectly with her cheek that it reddened instantly.

   That's not all.

Slap!

Slap!

I did it repeatedly, twice on both cheeks. I almost slapped her the third time but I calmed myself down. I shouldn't become a monster like them.

  Harvey didn't even raise his head to look at her once. Of course, he didn't, the man was busy trying to save his own head.

   For a moment, she hesitated, then she kneeled timidly before me, side by side with Harvey. Pathetic.

   “Listen here, you two. Don't think you've won yet, the fact that I could somehow return from the dead, means I still have a lot up my sleeve," I pointed at both of them.

    “And Harvey," I called and he immediately raised his head to meet my murderous gaze. “You are last. I wasted three years of my life on you and you rewarded me by ruining my life." 

   “I won't leave you to karma, of course not. No one gets to punish you except me. I made what you are today, I'll also be the one to destroy you!" I spat at him.

   “And also, did you think I mainly belonged to the Mays' family? The Mays' were my mother's family, you've never heard about my father, right?” I asked with a wide grin, his face became darkened and pale, completely lost in color.

   "What did you mean? You took your mother's surname?” His voice cracked and trembled with the fear of ‘it shouldn't be what I'm thinking.’

  "Watch the news tonight,” I said and walked out the door, leaving the two pathetic couples to their misery.

   I walked out of the mansion. Not for one looking back.

 Brian hid somewhere behind Harvey's black Porsche. He must have heard the noises coming from inside, especially Tori's scream.

   "Don't worry, they're alive for now” I said and walked out of the gate.

Revenge could wait, I need to get a hold of my life first. Legally, I'm still tied to Harvey Fontaine.

   I need to visit the firm and get the divorce papers but… since the news of my death has traveled through the world, no firm will be willing to fulfill my request without handing me over to the police.

   I stood still before the Fontaine's mansion as I ran a hand through my straight brunette hair, searching the corners of my brain for a solution. There has to be one.

Harvey should have rivals that will fulfill my request just for the excitement of seeing Harvey Fontaine's calculations go terribly wrong.

   "Rivals?” I muttered to myself as a man's image appeared in my head. “The Fletcher's Law and Justice." 

     If anyone would enjoy ruining Harvey, it has to be him: Warren Fletcher. 

Harvey's long-time rival, practically his archenemy. A man who had made his interest in me publicly known several times even when he knew I was married to his rival and I never talked to him, mainly because Harvey hates him.

    With my destination in mind, I boarded a cab and headed to Fletcher's Law and Justice. It was a thirty-minute ride and I arrived before the firm.

   The firm was a gigantic skyscraper, it stood tall and wide. I walked into the wide circular driveway, the plaza enormous, bordered by trimmed edges, modern sculptures, and employees in suits bustling past.

   I was about to walk toward the large glass door when…

“Oli? What are you doing here?" I heard that familiar voice behind me.

I don't even have to look at his face to know it was him, the only man who shortened my name and still made it sound good.

  Warren Fletcher.

   I turned around with a smile, one I don't think I've ever flashed at him before. I've never smiled at him at all.

  "Wow!” He exclaimed with a teasing grin.

"Why are you here and should you be… I mean, as Harvey claimed on the news this morning. Shouldn't you be…" he paused as if he didn't know if he should complete the sentence.

   “Dead?" I completed it for him and he nodded with an awkward smile.

   “I was never dead, Warren, Harvey was a jerk," I said. His brows creased for a minute then he nodded his head.

"This has something to do with that actress, right? What was her name again?” He asked but when I didn't reply, he continued. "Your best friend, was she?”

   "Tori Finley,” I replied. "And no, we're no longer friends," I made sure to set the boundary.

No friend of mine would push me to my death.

   “Why are you here, Oli? It's weird to see you suddenly standing before my company," he blinked and his neutral expression returned.

   “I'm here to get divorce papers and your firm is the only option I have,” I replied and of course, he looked at me with his brows deepened in confusion.

   "I want to divorce Harvey and return to my life as Olivia Winehouse,” I continued, as I revealed to him a secret no one has ever heard from me 

   His expression became even more twisted at this point, his lips parted but he couldn't say a word. 

  I waited til he untangled it and he finally asked, "What did you mean by Olivia Winehouse? I thought you were Olivia May?" 

   “No. May is just my mother's surname, my real name is Olivia Winehouse," I said but that didn't sate his curiosity, his expression darkened and his jaw dropped in shock.

   “Olivia Winehouse? You mean the same Winehouse Corporation, the top global consortium in the world?” He asked, his voice dripping with disbelief and I nodded.

   "Olivia Winehouse, the princess of the country?” He yelled at this point and I hurriedly covered his mouth with my hand.