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Rustin was astonished to find Archibald and confronted him angrily, "You're Archibald Stevens, the King of Thieves!" Archibald laughed shamelessly, "That's me! And who might you be?" Rustin introduced himself in a serious tone, "I'm Rustin Hart from Rivervale!" Upon hearing Rustin's name, Archibald trembled and almost kneeled right there. "M-Mr. Hart... what are you doing here?!" Secretly, Archibald cursed Henry from Century City's Walt family for sending him to steal from such a person. Shuten had located Henry and explained the mission, prompting Henry to contact the notorious thief Archibald.

she demanded her eyes shifting between his creepy smile and Tyler’s tear stained face. “You, of course.” he said it as if he was shocked she didn’t know already. “Fine you can have me. Just let my son go and my…” she swallowed the lump in her throat. “My husband, where is he?” His face creased with rage, his lips twisting in a sneer. “Your husband? You are my woman mon coeur not that…voleur—thief’s!” Did he just say…and that voice, the accent… No it couldn’t be! “Thief? Why…why did you call him that?”

Wilson's POV I stumbled my way into my bedroom and almost gasped. My bed was torn to shreds; my pillows were in pieces. My closet was practically empty. "Who steals shitty clothes?" I yelled into the destroyed room, kicking at one of the pillows strewn on the ground. I couldn't believe it. I should've known those hobos were up to something. I shouldn't have let them stay as long as I had. I should've done something about them in the very beginning. This was what I got for my kindness?

"Every thief judge by their own condition." "But I don’t understand... And her husband? Is she really going to leave him for you?" "A couple of years ago, I found out that her husband passed away. I knew him through the business world, though we never dealt directly with each other," he replied, pressing his index finger and thumb to the bridge of his nose, his face serious as though he had a headache. "She told me her late husband left her almost nothing, so I imagine she’s just hunting for her next victim."

"You still want to stay with a man who cheated on you? I think there's something wrong with your brain, Grace?" I felt angry that he was cruelly dictating to me. He knew nothing about my marriage to Jhon, and suddenly, he showed up and made trouble with me. "Did you discover all the problems in my marriage with Jhon?" I asked with narrowed eyes. I didn't know the extent to which he knew the state of my household until he found out about Jhon, his nephew's infidelity. Chase smiled faintly. Just by the movement of his eyes alone, I could already guess if that man had indeed found out about the problems that occurred in my household. How annoying.

Jenny stopped several feet away, wearing a smile that held no kindness. "Look who finally came," she said, crossing her arms as she stared at me. I walked forward instead of backing away. "You." Her smile widened. "Did you honestly think you were coming here to see your father?" My fingers tightened around my bag as Hardin stepped closer. "What did you do?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. Jenny laughed softly. "You still think everyone is trying to help you." "You betrayed me once, Jenny," I replied, holding her gaze. "You slept with my husband, helped destroy my marriage, then watched me lose everything while you took my place."

“You hate me so much for something Theron did for so many years, and even though I am here trying to make it right, you just won’t listen to me.” “Stop touching me.” I snapped, as I shoved him away. “What do you think people will say when they find us together? That I am cheating on my husband with his brother?” “Don’t call him that!” He suddenly rasped, and I felt my heart sank, he seemed very agitated. “He is not your husband; he is just a thief—someone who stole you from me.”

I plead with her, but the men step forward, blocking her from my line of sight. “Please. Let me just call him” “I told you she is a thief. I saw her take the pin off her phone.” The woman says as I blink back my tears. My lips part to say something, but words don’t come out. “Please! He is my husband,” I plead with them, but the man laughs. “Fucking humans. Take her. We’ll show her what happens to those who steal,” he says, but I immediately dial Salvatore’s number.

Forty years of building an empire, reduced to papers that would make Thomas Romano the richest man in Seattle and Emma Romano his legal ward. "Thomas always did love dramatic gestures," Elena replied, but I could hear the uncertainty in her voice. "He'll be here." I stayed close to Mikel, our shoulders touching as we moved deeper into the warehouse. After everything we'd been through, every fight and betrayal and moment of doubt, we'd finally learned to move as one person when it mattered. The sound of slow clapping echoed from the shadows near the back of the warehouse. "Beautiful," Thomas Romano stepped into the dim light filtering through broken windows, looking like he'd dressed for a bo

But you threw away my love for another man, and I’m sure you’d gladly serve him in bed in the name of love. Jason, you bastard! I won’t let you get away with this. I have to teach you a lesson for seducing my wife, even though you’re married to Hannah. You don’t deserve to be called a gentleman. You’re just a coward who doesn’t know shame, sharing your love between two women without feeling guilty and pretending to be good in front of everyone.