A WEEK passed, and the Vaughn family: Angeline, Airo, and Lucius moved to the Ripley manor. Meanwhile, Latton and Xavier are still in Ohio. Enjoying the fresh air, the swim in the lake, and horseback riding. "I can feel my skin throbbing," Xavier remarked while riding the horse to the pasture. Latton laughs, "I told you to use sunscreen." She remarks while gaining speed away from him. "Hey! Wait for me." He yelled out. Soon they reach the abundant streams of water where they let the horses rest and drink. Xavier marched to the stream and washed his hands. "We should stay here longer," he remarked while drying his hand with a handkerchief. "Nature is good for you. The silence, tranquility, away from the drama of L.A. What do you think?" She grinned, "I would if I could. I have things to do." She replied while kicking the stones in the ground. He exhaled in disappointment, "Is it about him again?" He inquired bitterly. She nods. "Him. Henri. Our family. I can't just turn my back,

TWO in the morning when Latton and Xavier’s private jet landed at Los Angeles International Airport. The moment she set foot on the ground, her phone vibrated uncontrollably. "Who's calling this early in the morning?" She asks herself, then agitatedly looks at her phone and finds that it's Lucian. She glances around since she doesn't want to answer the call with Xavier around. Fortunately, he is on his phone talking to someone. She discreetly answered the call without waiting for her to speak. He blurted out, "Are you back in L.A.? "Yes, the plane just landed." She replied in a low voice. "See you in the parking lot in two minutes." He said in a cold tone. She wants to retort as she can't make excuses in a short time, but he has already ended the call. She was in a dilemma. She knew that Lucian hated waiting and being rejected, but she couldn't just drop everything and run to him, especially when Xavier was around. She stared at the pavement for a moment, then at Xavier, who had

GASPING for air and still intoxicated, Latton rolled out of bed, “I have a lot of work to do.” She said while contemplating her actions earlier. “This is bad. I can’t simply spread my legs whenever he asks me to.” She thought to herself while wearing her clothes. Lucian nods, “Am I one of the work you need to do?” He asks flirtatiously while watching her get dressed. “I’m serious. There are a lot of things that I need to check with Grand Prix.” She replied in distress. “Okay, I’ll just call you when I need you.” He mumbles, then picks up her shoes and sniffs them before handing them to her. She glances at him in disbelief. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Oblivious to his weird actions, "What?" he asks nonchalantly. "Why are you sniffing my shoes?" She inquired in bewilderment. He shrugs, "Does it bother you? It fascinates me that you have such a size of foot for your height." He remarks while pointing at her. She lowered her head and then stepped back to hide her feet, "My f

VIVIAN Bloom was joyously arranging the newly arrived designer bags in her boutique when a delivery personnel came with a parcel, a small envelope from Latton. She gladly signed the delivery form and excitedly opened the small parcel. Her eyes widened instantly when she saw what was inside. All-expense-paid trip and inside is a letter stating; ‘Congratulations to you and John. May you have a blessed union and I apologize if I can’t give this to you in person.’ ~Your Friend, Latton She smiled merrily and took a photo of Latton’s gift and sent it to John, who was inside Lucian’s office at that time. “Why did you turn your office into a garden?” John remarked while glancing around Lucian’s office field with 101 bouquets of red roses. One is Latton's original order with a card stating, 'Happy 1st week back at work!' and the other 100 was part of Xavier's plan to annoy Lucian into thinking Latton was a clingy, overbearing stalker. Lucian heaved deeply, then pushed the button for the

SATURDAY morning, Lucian invited Latton to his home. She was elated and couldn't contain her happiness, only to be disappointed by what he had to say. "I don't want to see you ever again." He said in a cold tone while he was sitting comfortably in the living room with a whiskey on the rocks in hand. She gasped in disbelief, "Are you breaking up with me? You can't do that. We are not in a relationship," she pointed out. He shook his head then grinned devilishly, "I'm telling you to back off. You're too much for me. I don't want an overbearing woman who follows me around, but won't even speak to me. What game are you even trying to achieve here?" She narrowed her gaze in puzzlement, "What are you even saying? I'm so confused right now. All I knew was I was too busy. Grand Prix is facing a lawsuit. That's why I am unable to talk to you, but we have already found a solution and my mother has returned to the office, so it won't be a problem anymore. I only agreed to take the temporary C