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Hector is staring outside the window, his eyes calm yet brimming with anger. He’s on the watch for his ex-wife and her new husband who are due to arrive at any moment.

“Ahem.”

He groans and turns around to find Jeremy standing there. The old man is unfazed by the events, hiding his feelings with utmost professionalism.

“Mr. and Mrs. Rochester will be moving in today,” he informs Hector, ignoring the latter’s anger. “I’ve prepared the extended mansion’s rooms for them, fully furnished and-”

“That f*cking b*tch and her man-wh*re can stay in the outhouse!” Hector growls. “They’re not welcome here-”

“They own half of the mansion and have the right to stay wherever they choose to,” Jeremy cuts through. “It was your carelessness which cost you your mansion. Thankfully, your antics only cost us this mansion and not the main one. Otherwise, your father would have struck you down.”

A cold silence follows. Hector turns away from him, resuming to gaze at the gate outside. At any moment, Scarle