Jeffrey Harley's arrival at the home of the arrogant and unfriendly, Ayden Emory, has meant a superhuman amount of patience not to take him out immediately.The millionaire watched Arya and how she is despite the worry, liked to see her mother happy. But he didn't, he knew what had actually happened in Arya's past. All because Jeff, her brother, had confessed to his bodyguards.When they finished dinner, both Sam and Bruno retired to sleep, as did Daniel at home, thus leaving the couples in the living room."Tell me Arya, where will they do your mother's treatment," her father says in a demanding tone.Jeffrey had never been a man of many words, he was surly and seemed to have a hard time showing even a little affection to anyone but Jeff."At the hospital where I do my internship," she answers with such solemnity that it seems as if she's standing in front of a courtroom."Are you sure your mom will be saved?" he inquires, causing Mirella to stare at him in astonishment. "I mean that

Arya had chatted with her mother about the treatment and its possible consequences. Mirella was willing to fight for her daughter, and her future grandchild."I feel I have failed you, I'm sorry I let your father stay… I just wanted to see him," Mirella hones in with a squeezed heart."Never mind mother, what's done is done," replies Arya, wanting to settle that matter. "Which reminds me…"The young woman stands up and walks to her dresser, rummages through her clothes, and doesn't feel the sock with the money in it. She breaks out in a cold sweat and feels as if the floor at her feet is opening up."Damn…" she mutters in despair, emptying everything on the floor. "It's gone, Mom... the treatment money is gone."She doesn't have to specify anything, Mirella knows Jeffrey has taken it."I'm sorry, so much... sorry Arya, I didn't realize, if you had told me, I..." rambles Mirella without finishing the sentence.She throws herself on the floor and helps to look for her daughter, but find

Gerard was not satisfied with Ayden's response. He had strong suspicions that he was lying, just like Arya. When he searched for information about her, he found only the basics, and that was something that fascinated him. How had they met?Despite his pleas for Ayden to move forward in his relationship with her, he remained hesitant. Knowing his son as a passionate person who got what he wanted when he wanted it.Through Mark, he had learned about Arya's mother's deteriorating health. He knew that her father was a gambler and that her brother was a fourth-rate mafioso. He didn't like the look of the family, but the young woman was charming, he couldn't deny that.When he arrived at reception, he didn't need an introduction, everyone in the building knew him, as he owned half of it. The other owner was Ayden.He entered the Pent-house code and took the elevator up. It rose to the top floor."The Mr. Emory is coming up," the receptionist warns Sebas on the pho

When he arrives home, it's dark and empty. He drags his feet up to his bed and tries to sleep, but he can't. He lies face down, feeling like a terrible person. Suddenly, a cautious sound is heard at his door. He knows it's Arya from the smell of her essence."Drunk again," she scolds him in a low voice, but he doesn't respond, pretending to be asleep. "I can't wait to see you with a hangover in the morning."Ayden half-opens his eyes and notices that she leaves a bottle of water on his nightstand and a box of pills. The young woman walks around him, takes off his shoes and socks, and leaves them by the bed."Come on, Ayden," she says softly, trying to turn him over. "I have to get that off you, you reek of alcohol." Arya moves him, and he turns over, helping her without effort."Sh… I want to sleep," Ayden asks, pretending to be asleep.Arya unbuttons his shirt and struggles to take it off. Just as she bends down to take it off his left arm, he hugs h

Ayden returns home furious, feeling the adrenaline and anger coursing through his body. As soon as he arrives at his apartment, he locks himself in his room and starts throwing everything in his path. Breaking lamps, paintings, trivial decorations - nothing significant enough to weigh him down."You're so empty, Ayden Emory... so empty that you ruin the only good thing in your life!" he screams in agony.He enters the bathroom and furiously smashes the mirror in front of him."You can't even control yourself, let alone your actions," he says to the shattered reflection. "You're a dirty, repulsive scum who tries to deceive others with pretty clothes... you're nothing, Ayden. You're nothing that matters."Enraged with himself and feeling miserable, he continues to break the mirror with his fists. The old self-destructive reactions resurface, the desire to injure or hit himself not even necessary. However, frustrated with himself, he ends up punching the wall, damag