However, it seemed Mr. And Mrs. Anderson didn't notice Ethan's pain in his eyes, and they continued to add more fuel to the fire. “Oh, I see… So, now you're saying you didn't kill our Angel? You are saying you are not at fault, correct? Had it not been for you, would Angel have gone to that place where she was met with a terrible ending? Would she have died, Ethan? And now you have the guts and balls to say that you don't feel any guilty. You are so heartless and cruel, Ethan!” Mrs. Anderson said ferociously as tears streamed down her cheeks.Mr. Anderson embraced his wife in his arms and tried to soothe her. Indeed, it was a cruel thing to say to a mother who lost her child while saving you.Barbara rolled her eyes at her parents. She really felt embarrassed and disgusted by their actions. It hasn't even been confirmed whether Claire is Angel or related to them. And yet, they are scolding Ethan and blaming him. What if Claire is not Angel? How are her parents going to face Ethan in

She found it strange and amused at the same time. What were doing or talking about before her arrival to get such reaction from them? It was as if they've been caught doing something bad.She subconsciously shifted uncomfortably on her feet for a moment before she gave them a sheepish smile and greeted them with her feeble voice. Her throat was actually hurting from all the shouting cries from earlier. “Ha! Uhm - hi...!” Claire said sheepishly. She didn't actually know what she wanted to say to them. She felt as if she had been caught eavesdropping on their conversation or something of that sort, though it's never like that. Ethan and Chase looked at her with puzzled faces for a moment, as if they were trying to get their heads on why or how she came downstairs instead of sleeping. Or worst of all, if she heard their interaction with Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. After a few seconds, the two men rushed to her side and started inspecting her body for any injuries she might have gotten after

“Claire! You can't blame me for… uhm, I mean sitting on my brother's lap." Jeffrey teased and continued... "Actually, even if you were startled by my intrusion, you could've run to any place to hide apart from my brother's side. And to top it all, sitting on HIS LAP!” Jeffrey teased with a smirk dancing in his handsome face as he took a seat on one of the couches, after throwing his backpack somewhere in the living room.“You…!” Claire pointed a finger at him with a reddened face, but couldn't find any word to refute his claim. “Bullshit!” She just declared with a huff and took a seat far from both Jeffrey and Ethan. She even tried to maintain an angry face and avoided everyone's gaze. Typically childish.Jessica and Chase couldn't help the smile that spread on their faces as they watched the two bicker. It was really a sight to behold. Ethan, on the other hand, had no emotion or expression on his face as he sat there with a nonchalant face. However, if anyone had watched him carefu

Ethan was stunned to say anything. He was also confused as to why Claire was and at him.However, as a man, his ego would always come first. He couldn't just allow Claire to talk to him in that way regardless. "Claire! I would advise you to mind your language!" He said sternly with a frown.His voice was so cold that everyone around knew he was no longer joking and he was furious. They were even glad that he didn't just snap Claire's head from her body.But who is Claire? How can she just back down from a mere threat of cold words?"Ha! What a joke! Tell you what Ethan... I'm not afraid of you. Yes! You are indeed a good person and I'm grateful that I got to meet someone like you. Without you, I don't know what my life would have been." Claire said, now calming down from her anger."However, you can't treat people like they only need to breathe beside you. Can't you just be a little compassionate with your siblings?Jessica didn't say or do anything wrong. So must you be mean to her?

Old Master Richardson was sitting in his hospital room, holding an iPad in his hands. There was a lack of emotion on his face, making it difficult for anyone to read his thoughts. Butler John sat on a stool beside him, massaging his legs. Despite how old he was, he was still loyal and protective of the old Master. That's why he never hesitated to sell Ethan out even if it would cost him his life.Grace, his formal secretary stood before the old man and confirmed the accuracy of the information the old man had received.The old man inquired if Grace had met any members of Claire's foster family to verify the details. "Did you meet with her parents? What did they say? Were they cooperative?" He asked without raising his head from the iPad. "Yes, I did, Sir. It was rather with the father." Grace assured him. "I had personally met with her foster father, who had agreed to cooperate after receiving some financial incentive. I also made sure to instruct him to keep the information confide