Charlie knew better than to try to call him on his phone — his son surely had blocked his number. It was saddening yet was also reality. Since the atmosphere back in the dining room was downright awkward, Charlie suggested a stroll with the Fords around his glasshouse, where magnificent flowers were groomed. With their father, and his unexpected guests, away, the brothers were left to… rejoice. While their offspring and spouse were in the living room, Lloyd could be seen pouring himself another bottle of billionaire vodaz. The coats of their suits were no longer worn, and as Robert sipped from his glass cup partially filled with wine, a smirk played endlessly on his lips. “Y'know, you're fucking smart, Lloyd. A shameless pervert but a genius. I commend you."It wasn't supposed to be a compliment yet didn't wholly sound like an insult. Either way, the green-eyed playboy couldn't care less.“It wasn't shit though.” He sat on the glass-elongated table and then brought out a packet o

Sincerely, he wished to spend every second of his lifetime by her side, so reluctantly driving back to the Manor without her was gruesomely painful. Yet, Doreen couldn't possibly assume Tessa would ride with him instead of her parents whom she hasn't seen for over four years, right?Yeah, it was illogical to think so. Every individual in sight helplessly gawked at the six opulent, lush cars as they rode graciously through the road. Apart from the President, no other household was expected to possess such jaw-dropping cars yet the Williams family was a massive expectation. The majority of those who were opportune to gawk at them unhesitatingly brought out their phones and quickly began a video. Something else, something disbelieving, caught the eyes of the highly attentive. The plate number of the Mercedes-Benz seemed like a presidential yet foreign one. It was a European one, and it took about an hour or so before every individual figured out that the car belonged to the Fords.

He loved it there, and sleep sneakily crept into his system.“I won't leave your side. Ever. It feels… unbearably cold without you.” Their eyes met again, and each smiled delightfully.“You'll never leave me?”“I'll be your goddamn guardian angel."★★It was the next morning.A morning that Francess wished never came, since only those that were alive enjoyed it.But her?She felt…dead. It was the morning after a failed dinner with the most prestigious family in the country, and she saw herself as crap.It wasn't because of missing such an opportunity, yet they kept replaying in her head.Tessa and Doreen.As Francess lay on the queen-sized bed, her fingers entwined, hair strands dangling over her, and brown eyes gawking blankly at the aesthetic-designed ceiling, a lone tear slid down her cheek.She hadn't slept even for a second throughout the night, and occasionally a drop of tear would escape her eyes.Francess was in pain.“He loves her. Doreen loves her," She muttered, and again,

Even the maids lingering around effortlessly sensed the deadliness of his rage, and as sane as any could be, they cleared from his path.The instant the tires of his car halted, Lloyd alighted from it angrily. While he barged madly in, Maria was helped out of the car by the chauffeur.“Leave.” Coldly, she ordered the chauffeur who tried to wheel her in. The aged man nearly cried out in deep appreciation: Lloyd could randomly vent on anyone and it sure as hell wouldn't end well.Slowly, Maria began wheeling herself into the penthouse and from the living room, her ears heard sounds of glass shattering.Those brown eyes of hers darted at the staircase that led to his bedroom, but it was brief.“I need a drink.” She mumbled almost inaudibly, yet a maid nearby heard her. Sharply, her order was fulfilled and this time, she ordered one to take her to the swimming pool.Thankfully, the path didn't lead through a staircase, and within some minutes, Maria, still in a wheelchair, arrived at the

Perhaps only she could feel it.As her pair of brown eyes continuously gawked at them from a corner of the ballet glance, Maria unarguably felt an unsettling aura emanating from her.The pretentious smile she always wore never bothered Maria since she seemed harmful, but today…Francess was different.Nothing about her appearance changed, yet Maria failed to shake off the feeling that she was different.Currently, the twins she took for friends were busy prattling away while her lips remained shut, and eyes discreetly glued on a conversing Tessa and Francess.The two seemed to be enjoying themselves, and it irked Maria out.“I don't fucking get it. Is she plain gullible or stupid?”Everything about Tessa became perplexing in her perspective after the Fords were revealed to be her parents.Earlier this morning Maria awakened to find her father Lloyd arrested; she wasn't surprised. Allegedly he kidnapped Tessa, and Octavia her maid, well, her previous maid was surely going to testify a