The Man Behind Everything
During summer break, I took my son, Luke Thorne, diving at our private beach.
Ralph Foster, a hotshot TV actor, suddenly showed up with a whole entourage and barged in.
"This is a private beach that Gloria personally secured for me to entertain VIPs. You two nobodies had better get lost right now!"
He threw his weight around and even dragged my wife, Gloria Stokes, out as a threat.
When he learned who I was, he went a step further and mocked me as a kept man living off my wife.
I actually laughed.
I was the head of the Thornes, the most powerful family in Frenkinston. Since when did I become some freeloading, useless husband?
On top of that, Gloria's film studio and every bit of her backing came from me.
But when Gloria arrived, she sided with Ralph and actually tried to force Luke to put on a show for some sleazy investors.
Sneering, I made a call that only the head of the Thornes had the authority to make.
"Shark Vanguard, clear Crescent Bay. Now."