Everyone froze.It was no news that the Michigan family had a long history with the Wilkins family, even though the Michigans were slightly beneath them.They helped each other out in times of need and never fought about anything.So why would Charles Wilkins suddenly threaten to kill Paul, not just in front of so many people, but in front of his grandfather?It was equivalent to him trying to draw a line between his family and that of Moore's.Moore loved his grandson more than anything and had cut off ties with people who hurt him in any way in the past. No matter what happened, whether his grandson was in the wrong or not, he always took his side.As expected, Paul's voice grew hoarse from screaming. He sat up and hurriedly crawled towards his grandfather. He grabbed his foot and lowered his head to the ground, weeping.Everyone glanced at the scene in front of them, eagerly waiting for Moore to react.However, instead of reacting the way they expected, Moore stretched both of his
“Yo-you can't do that! I've worked so hard to run the family company after you my whole life!" Paul seethed adamantly and tried to rush towards him. However, Charles grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, sneereing spitefully, “With everything you've done since the last two months, do you really think you're suitable enough to lead the Michigan family?" "I know I’m capable of doing so, so get your damn hands off me!" Paul exhaled heavily, struggling to get out of his grip all to no avail.He, however, stopped struggling when Moore was helped back into his wheelchair by the man who wheeled him around. Moore faced the guests, the expression on his face as serious as ever, but with a slight hint of melancholy in his eyes. "A few months ago, I was informed that my grandson, Paul, is mentally unstable. The diagnosis didn't sit well with me as I have personally nurtured him from when he was just a baby up until this point of his life. So I refused to believe it and asked the da
“What is it? Who's that person?" Seeing him silent, everyone became curious and began asking who he was. "He's an international runaway model. One of the highest paid models of all times. I know this because my younger daughter talks about him all the time and has his picture as wallpapers in her room." “In fact, she has his picture everywhere and writes his name everywhere. And surprisingly, there’s not much people in the world who bears the exact same name as him.” "If he's one of the highest paid models of all times, doesn't that mean he's very wealthy? Why would he be working as a butler?" Someone suddenly asked. Lewis immediately snorted and added, "Most importantly, why would he be working as a butler for a family like theirs?" "And correct me if I’m wrong, but can one have a butler if they don't have a house in the first place? If you ask me, I'll say this kid is lying!" Honey had seen Lewis so many times in the past and was always frightened by him. So having him suddenl
That night in Ethan’s residenceThe day was unnecessarily stressful. So everyone settled in to sleep as soon as they had dinner. Chloe was going through a novel while Ethan was making his bed to sleep on the couch when they suddenly heard Matilda screaming in the corridor. Chloe dropped the novel and tried to get off the bed when Ethan said he’d check what was going on, so she climbed up again and waited. Ethan walked outside to see Matilda pacing to and fro in the corridor and asked calmly, “Is anything the matter, mother-in-law? I just put Honey to sleep an hour ago, I’m afraid you’d wake her if you keep raising your voice.” Matilda walked back to him and screamed angrily, “Everything’s the matter! Why should Scott William get a master bedroom while I get an ordinary room?” Ethan kept a straight face as he retorted, “The room isn’t just for him. It’s to be shared amongst you two. Just like Chloe and I share a room.” “What nonsense is that? Why would a share a room with someone
The afternoon sun was at its peak when a midnight black Koenigsegg Jesko, sleek and extremely fast, drove into Springdale Ville. The windows of the car were tinted, but inside it was a man in a meticulously tailored military uniform behind the wheels.Seated in the passenger's seat was a man in a black shirt and matching khaki trousers.His build was sturdy, and there was a certain ruggedness in his features.Ethan Black held up an almost fading picture in his hand with a gentle look in his eyes. Six years ago, his family involved her in a feud that had nothing to do with her. He was young and gullible. So how could he have known he was drugged and led into a room that wasn't his in the middle of the night where he raped a young woman who was fast asleep? At that time, Chloe William wasn't just the most beautiful woman in Springdale Ville, she was also the most highly sought after wife by every man in Springdale. As if that wasn't enough, Chloe majored in business administration a
"What are you doing?" It was a young man in a glittering green suit. He was decked in luxurious brands from head to toe. Chloe realized she was standing too close to him and subconsciously took a step backward. Lewis' face paled when he recognized the man. "Mr. Kendrick, I had no idea you would be visiting today. If I knew, I'd have given you a proper welcome." Lewis sounded nervous as he hurried towards Jonas Kendrick. Jonas Kendrick had a proud smile on his face as he waved Lewis aside. "I didn't know I'd be visiting either." Then his eyes settled on Chloe who immediately looked away from him. He took long strides towards her then held out the rose flowers with him towards her. "There's no need to be shy. We're going to be married sooner or later. So go on and take it.." He said, pushing it towards her hand. Chloe evaded the flowers and stepped backward."Mr. Kendrick, my sister is aller—" Claire was saying when Lewis loudly interrupted. "Mr. Kendrick, I heard you flew in d
A tall and oppressive figure had entered the room and was standing in front of Chloe. An eerie silence also hung in the air before Lewis groaned in pain as he was helped up by some members of the William family. He was bleeding from his head and couldn't even open his left eye properly.He also seemed to have broken a leg as he dragged it across the floor to meet the man who left him in such a state. "Do you have any idea where you are and what I can do to you for laying your hands on me?!" He yelled angrily, but winced in pain when the strain from his facial expression caused his head to throb harder. Jonas frowned seeing the man. The man was so tall and intimidating that he found it hard to meet his eyes. "E-Ethan Black?!" Lewis suddenly frowned, recognizing the man. "I knew he looked familiar! How dare that bastard return to Springdale?" A member of the William family hissed in anger. He sounded like he'd walk up to Ethan and slap him across the face, but he didn't even have
The atmosphere became tense once again. "I know that you're strong and can take care of yourself. But you should be mindful of what you say if you do not want to get Chloe and I into trouble." Claire who had been silent the whole time, suddenly butted in. "Stay out of this, Claire." Chloe warned, glancing at her briefly. Claire had a lot of reasons to hate Ethan. And for the past six years, she had spent every night cursing him for ruining the blissful life she and Chloe had. Just like everyone, she believed he was dead, but she also harbored the thought that he might be alive somewhere and would probably return someday to take his family out of their misery. However, the Ethan she was looking at looked no different from the Ethan of six years ago. Except that he was more confident now. She should've prayed for him to wind up dead instead. Chloe's warning made her grit her teeth in anger, but she agreed and went silent again. "Why should she when she's saying the truth? You may