The next morning, in Stefan's mansion, he watched as Dorothy packed everything she would need. Today was the day she was leaving for school."Alright, I'm set," Dorothy informed him once she was done."I didnât see you take any of my clothes. You should take them, love, because what if you get cold and need someone to hold? Iâm sure my shirt would fit into that space," Stefan said.Dorothy smiled and walked closer to him, standing between his legs and resting her arms on his shoulders."I already took plenty of your clothes, love," she said."Oh? Then did you takeâ""Everything, love. I took everything," Dorothy cut him off, giving him a knowing smile. She knew Stefan wished she didnât have to leaveâshe wished the sameâbut there wasnât much choice. She had to go."Seems like you're fully prepared. I wish I could go with you, but I can't leave the company," Stefan sighed. "Your ride will be here in the next five minutes. I wish I could take you one more time.""Stefan, five minutes? An
"You've got to be kidding me!" Clarissa exclaimed, her eyes widening as she took in her surroundings. She stood in front of a small, shabby-looking house, unable to believe her eyes as she analyzed everything."Please tell me this isn't where we'll be living now. Mom, of all the houses out there, is this really the best you could afford?" she complained, clearly displeased."This is what we can afford," Agnes replied with a shrug."You're kidding, Mom. Tell me you're kidding!" Clarissa refused to accept that this was her new home. Even the security guards back then when they still lived at the Florence household, had a better place than this.Clarissa wondered how low she had stooped, ger life was practically over, and she blamed Dorothy for it."Maybe if you had left the Florence household when I told you to, you wouldnât have gone to jail. I wouldnât have spent forever trying to fix things, and I couldâve found us a better place than this," Agnes said, rolling her eyes."Mom, why ar
"Are you kidding me right now, Tasha? You looked me in the eyes and asked me to be a cleaner for your mansion!" Agnes was flaring up.Tasha leaned back in her chair, her facial expression innocent as she sipped on her drink."I never knew I was in the wrong here. I was only trying to help you, like you asked me to," Tasha said harmlessly, but she was laughing out loud in her mind."You need to think of something else. I can't stoop so low as to be a cleaner!" Agnes shook her head. She couldn't even picture herself dressed in a maid's outfit, scrubbing the floor with a brush. Ever since she was a kid, she had never done physical work, and she couldn't start now."I don't know what you want from me, Agnes. You literally begged me! You said you needed a job because you're broke, and I offered an available one, so why are you complaining?" Tasha was starting to feel offended."But look at what you're offering me, Tasha, you're asking me to be a...""Oh my God, I can't with you right now,
Slap!Arthur's hand flew across Tristan's cheek the moment he spotted him. Tristan held his cheek, looking confused. His father had requested him, only to greet him with physical abuse."What did I do to deserve this, Father?" Tristan asked calmly, though he was boiling inwardly."You seriously asked me that question?" Arthur yelled. "Tristan, if I had a gun, I'd shoot you right now, shoot you countless times because I am very embarrassed!" He yelled painfully and threw a magazine toward him.Tristan slowly took his hand from his face and picked up the magazine. He opened it and began going through it."When you're done, tell me what you observed!" Arthur demanded.Tasha, who had just come back from work, hastened her steps toward Arthur. She had heard his scolding voice from outside and knew something was wrong."What's going on, Arthur? I've told you to be lenient with the way you treat your son!" Tasha stood beside Tristan as she spoke. She could see the handprint of Arthur on his
In VitMed, the lecture room was empty as the first class hadnât started. Students were talking and laughing, some even sitting on Dorothyâs table, but as soon as they spotted her, they quickly stood up.Dorothy took her seat, and Kade sat behind her.The students kept stealing glances at her and murmuring. Whatever it was they were holding in, they didnât dare say it to her face."Thatâs enough already. So what if she didnât write the exam with us? I heard she wrote it last year and got the highest score," Beauty said to the group of girls murmuring around Dorothy."Yeah, she was the top scorer. Probably her husband bought that too," one of the girls replied with a loud scoff.Dorothy had had enough; she angrily stood up and walked toward them."Whatâs the matter with you people?" she asked irritably. "Especially you, Beauty, if you hate me, then do it openly like the other girls. You donât have to be a snake about it," Dorothy was exasperated."These girls were totally talking shit a
Dorothy got back to her room with the flowers in her hand. She walked to her cupboard and took out a box, opening it. It was filled with letters Stefan had been writing to her. She never threw them away, but she hadnât read them yet.Taking the letters one by one and going through them, she could see how sorry Stefan wasâand she thought maybe she overreacted. Picking up her phone, she reached for his number and dialed it.After one ring, Stefan picked up.âLove?â He sounded surprised. He wasnât expecting a call from herâat least not yet.âIâm sorry. I overreacted,â Dorothy said with regret.Stefan sat up straight in his chair.âLove, you did not overreact. You had every right to be angry with me. I wouldnât like it if someone tried to cheat their way into something either, and thatâs why I feel terrible for what I did,â Stefan said softly.Dorothy bit her lips and nodded.âYouâre my husband, and I donât want us to fight over this. You donât have to send more flowers or lettersâI forgi
Tristan stood in front of a warehouse with Fred by his side. Fred gave him a go-ahead smirk, and Tristan let out a small breath before opening the door. The warehouse was filled with boxes that looked exactly like the Everest Stock Exchange packages.Tristan gave Fred a questioning look, but Fred only kept smirking. He nodded at Tristan, silently urging him to go ahead. Tristan opened one of the packages and almost stumbled back.Inside were guns, drugs, and all sorts of illegal items.Tristan stared at Fred with wide eyes."My dear friend, people make a fortune from this. You just have to be smart about it. And I know you, Tristanâyouâre capable of pulling something like this off," Fred said smoothly."What do you know?" Tristan asked, his voice low.Fred only laughed. His laugh grew louder by the second before he finally tapped Tristanâs shoulder."You donât want me to get started. Just keep in mind that I know. So, do what you do bestâand be wise about it," Fred said, giving him a
"Hi, my name is Beatrice," the woman introduced herself, and Dorothy paused, thinking hard about where sheâd heard the name before. Then it clicked. Her eyes widened."You're... You..." the words caught in her throat. This had to be Stefan's mom. The resemblance was unmistakable."Can I come in, please?" Beatrice asked gently. Dorothy didn't know what to do. Should she kick her out or let her in? In the end, she went with the second option, opening the door for Beatrice.Silence followed. Dorothy stood six feet away, watching her closely, waiting for her to speak."Iâve been looking for you for some time now because... I need your help," Beatrice said, her eyes glassy with tears. "My son wants nothing to do with meâand I understand that. But I need you to bring us back together."Dorothy sat down for a moment, quiet, then finally responded, "You want me to help fix your relationship with your son?" she asked slowly, trying to grasp it."I just don't know what to do anymore...""Then w
Stefanâs car pulled up in front of a fancy-looking restaurant. He stepped out and helped Dorothy out of the car.âAt least put a smile on your face, would you?â Dorothy said, her lips curving up as she looked at Stefanâs reluctant expression.âIâm only here because you want me to be,â Stefan huffed.âNo, youâre here because you already promised your mother youâd show up. You donât want to keep a woman waiting at a restaurant,â Dorothy corrected him, taking his hand and leading him inside.The chauffeur opened the restaurant door for them, and Dorothyâs smile widened when she spotted Beatrice already waiting with a little boy sitting on her lap.âHi,â she waved as they approached the table.âHey,â Beatrice greeted. She wouldâve stood up for a hug, but the seven-year-old on her lap kept her seated.Stefan simply cleared his throat and sat down. Heâd much rather be at home with Dorothy, making her scream his name, than sitting in a restaurant making small talk.âWhoâs the cutie?â Dorothy
It was the weekend. Dorothy was set to leave VitMed and head back home. She couldnât wait to see Stefan againâhe had promised to come pick her up.âI should use that opportunity to introduce myself to him. Please tell him Iâve been very good to you in school, so he could do something nice for me too,â Kristin, who was sitting beside Dorothy, exclaimed.âStefan doesnât do anything nice for anyone if they arenât me,â Dorothy replied with a smirk and a proud look.âThatâs because he hasnât met me yet,â Kristin replied. When Dorothy gave her a serious look, she quickly corrected herself. âNot as someone whoâs gonna steal your manâbecause obviously, I stand a chanceâbut heâs gonna love me as your best friend. Maybe someday heâll take me out for a treat for being such a good friend to you,â Kristin added, feeling herself.Dorothy couldnât help but smile and shook her head. Her phone rangâit was Stefan. She knew he was already outside.âIâm leaving now. Donât miss me too much,â Dorothy tease
The Holmes Residence.Clarissa admired herself in the mirror, twirling slightly. She loved how expensive she looked. Ever since she married Sherlock, heâd showered her with nothing but luxury.A knock came at the door before Agnes stepped in, her face lighting up at the sight of Clarissa.âGold and diamonds were made just for you,â Agnes praised, her eyes full of admiration.Clarissaâs smile widened. âI know,â she replied proudly.âSo, where to?â Agnes asked, leaning against the doorframe.âSherlockâs taking me to his company today. When I walk in, I want every single person to turn and stare. I wasnât born to be ordinary,â Clarissa said with a confident smirk.âAnd thatâs the spirit,â Agnes grinned.Clarissa glanced at the time on her Rolex. âUgh, Iâm almost late. That old manâs been waiting forever,â she huffed, grabbing her sunglasses and rushing out.Agnes simply watched her go, shaking her head.Downstairs, Sherlock looked up the moment he saw her coming. âYouâre not planning to
The next morning at VitMed, Dorothy stepped out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe. She massaged her back as she picked up her phone and dialed Stefanâs number.He picked up immediately.âGood morning, love,â his voice was a bit groggy, like he was just waking up.âGood morning. Did I wake you?â she asked with concern.âNot at all, sweetheart.ââOkay. Did you talk to your mom yesterday? How did it go?â Dorothy asked, and Stefan sighed.âI did talk to her yesterday, and she explained everythingâbut I canât just forgive her like that, love. Itâs too hard to just let it go,â Stefan grumbled.âI understand, Stefan. But baby steps, okay?ââIf Finn were still alive and told you he was sorry for killing your parents, do you think you could ever forgive him?â Stefan asked. Even though Dorothy couldnât see him, she could tell he was looking for an honest answer.âAnd thatâs the difference between Finn and your mother. She did what she thought would protect you. She didnât kill innocent peopl
Beatrice had an impatient look on her face as she sat in the restaurant. The moment Kai informed her that Stefan wanted to see her, she rushed over as quickly as she could.The restaurant's glass door swung open, and Stefan stepped inside. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on her, and then he made his way to her table."Stefan, thank you for agreeing to see me again," Beatrice said, moving in for a hug, but he stepped back."We donât want to go too far now. I only agreed to talk to you because of my wife. Please, donât touch me."Beatrice nodded and tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear before sitting down. Stefan took the seat across from her, and silence fell between them. He just sat there, staring at her intensely.Beatrice sighed."I didnât come here to be stared at and sighed over. I have other places to be, so please donât waste my time," Stefan said, frowning.Beatrice never imagined that Stefan would one day treat her like this."First, I want to say Iâm
Behind her veil, she had a confused look. Was Abraham late, or did he not remember they were supposed to have a wedding ceremony here today? While she was lost in thought, Agnes hugged Clarissa but whispered in her ear.âAbraham isnât coming because heâs not the one youâre getting married to. Youâre actually getting married to his grandfather. And act coolâthere are so many businessmen here, you donât want to blow things up in front of them,â Agnes said before stepping back.Clarissa couldnât believe her ears. She was getting married to Sherlock instead of Abraham. She was marrying a ninety-two-year-old manâand she had already invited her friends, even Dorothy.The priest began reciting the wedding speech and prayers.âClarissa Florence, do you take Sherlock Holmes as your lawful wedded husband, to be with him through all seasons of life, till death do you both part?âThere was no reply from Clarissa, causing murmurs from the crowd. Agnes sat still, tense, hoping Clarissa wouldnât mes
As promised, some guards came to pick Clarissa and took her to the mall. It was a private mall owned by the Holmes family, filled with stunning designs and luxurious brands."Ma'am, may I help you with anything?" an employee asked respectfully, approaching her with a polite tone.Clarissa smirked and took off her glasses. "I'm getting married tomorrow, and I'm looking for the perfect wedding dress that complements my beauty," she said proudly."Aww, congratulations on your marriage in advance," the employee replied cheerfully."Whatever. Just find a dress for me," Clarissa said, rolling her eyes. The employee gave her an understanding nod, though she silently noted how rude Clarissa was.After a few minutes of trying on different styles, Clarissa finally found one that suited her best."I'm picking this one," she declared, and the employee nodded, sending staff to package it."You have good eyes. Thatâs one of the best wedding dresses we have," the employee said with a small smile."I
Since Dorothy wasn't coming back until the weekend, Kade felt like he had no reason to stay at school and was set to leave when a familiar lady blocked his path."Where to, Kade? Donât tell me you're leaving so soon," Kristina said with a smirk."What do you want?" Kade asked, frowning."Come on, lighten up at least. Weâre not fighting, Kade. Since Dorothy is out with her husband, how about you and I go grab a drink?" Kristina asked, wiggling her brows playfully."I donât drink, so I donât care for one. Now excuse me," Kade tried to walk past, but Kristina blocked him."Then we can take a walk or do something else. Please donât let me spend this Saturday alone," she pleaded.Kade sighed helplessly, and Kristina smiled widely. She knew what that look meant. Happily, she grabbed his arm and led him away."You wonât regret hanging out with me today. Weâre going to have so much fun," she said excitedly as they left together.âIn Stefanâs mansion, Dorothy was still sleeping. He had spent
It was a free Saturday. Dorothy had just finished taking her shower and was getting ready. She had spoken with Stefan yesterday, and he promised to come pick her up today. Maybe she could tell him about his mom.Someone knocked on her door, and her smile widened, thinking it was Stefan. She was still dressed in a revealing gown when she opened itâbut to her dismay, it was Kai. He immediately turned his back while she quickly grabbed a bathrobe to cover herself, her cheeks flushing red."Do you go around answering your door dressed like that?" Kai couldn't help but ask."I'm sorry, I thought it was Stefan. He told me he was coming," Dorothy mumbled."Well, Stefan isn't here," Kai replied."Why?" Dorothy asked, a little disappointed. She had been excited to have him come over."An important business matter came up. He couldn't miss it, so he asked me to get you. Buzz me when you're completely dressed," Kai said before walking away.Dorothy sighed and was about to close the door, but a w