"Hugh Steele," Bruce snarled immediately he got out of the car. "Come out with Mr. Archibald this very moment.""Hugh Steele. Son of a demon.""That's not a very good way to address your father in law.Bruce scowled at both father and child as soon as they walked out of the house."Where is Mr. Archibald?" Bruce snarled."I'm with him. What would you do about that?" Hugh Steele asked."I'd make sure you rot in jail if you don't provide him this very moment," Bruce threatened. Hugh Steele laughed. "You're the richest, we get it, but are you the most powerful. I have tons of connections. You, on the other hand are hated by everyone. You can try, but you can't harm me.""Just tell me where Mr. Archibald is." Bruce gritted his teeth."I would give him to you myself," Hugh Steele said, grinning. "Well, that is if you get married to my Tricia."Tricia, who had been standing next to her father the wh

Archibald heaved a sigh of frustration.The last thing he wanted was to be a villain in Bruce's story. Bruce needed an heir. If he didn't get one, all his hardwork and that of his ancestors would be in vain.Mr. Archibald shook his head. There was no way he would let that happen. "Claire," Archibald called out softly and walked towards her like he was about to say words that would convince her to agree with him."You have to act like you have not seen me. It's for Bruce's good.""Tricia? Bruce's good?" Claire scoffed. "I disagree."Mr. Archibald shrugged. "That's okay if you say so.""I'm glad you—" Claire fell to the ground before she could complete the sentence. Mr. Archibald looked at his left hand which he used in giving her a carotid strike slightly below her jaw."I hope I don't regret this," he muttered to himself softly. He looked at the door to the room that was widely opened, rushed to it, slammed it shut and locked it.He leaned back on the door and heaved a sigh of frust

"Do you have anyone in mind?" Mr. Archibald frowned. His frowning face morphed to a look of frustration. "Do you even have any woman in your life apart from that nosy P. A. of yours?"Mr. Archibald turned to Claire and frowned. "Do you think you were doing him good? You only made the matter worse? Those guys out there wants the name Ace to die and you helped them.""I can always adopt a child," Bruce said dryly."Like it's that easy. Do you think these people don't keep tabs on you? Do you think they won't know if you try to adopt a child and won't try to sabotage that plan? Seems like you don't know what you're up against.""I don't need you to tell me what to do," Bruce Ace snarled and Mr. Archibald smiled sadly."You do," Mr. Archibald pointed out. "You already know how cold this world is. In a cold world like this, you need people who truly love you behind your back. Sadly, these people are rare to find. Now, you're pushing one away.""You were trying to trick me into marrying the

"The wedding of the century. No, the wedding of all centuries. Bruce Ace, the former most eligible bachelor is now married to one Claire who used to be his P. A. What do you think of this, Tim?""Bruce Ace getting married all of a sudden is quite strange. He is drop-dead gorgeous and rich, but strongly misogynistic. Marriage was definitely the last thing we expected. His marriage to this P. A. of his must have been beneficial to him one way all the other?""But this girl is basically a nobody. How is marrying his P. A. beneficial?""Or maybe he loves her. There are several clips of them acting all cute. Bruce even smiled. The only time I have seen him smile is in those videos.""Mom, what are you watching," Claire asked as she walked into the hospital room.She could hear the conversations ongoing on the TV from outside the room."They are talking about you," Angela, Claire's mom said, smiling. "You managed to make the richest man in the world fall in love with you. Other ladies were

"I am certain a beauty such as yourself can spare to spend time with a beast such as myself. If not, then it is not right to spend your time in your mother's quarters. Why not move to a house with her and marry her?" He blurted. Bruce was aware that he spoke out of line due to anger and when Claire and her mother came to view, he could not keep his anger bridled, neither could he ignore the fact that they were supposed to pretend to be so in love. Claire's mother let out a gasp but did a quick job of hiding her facial reaction."Son, I did not mean… you do not mind me calling you my son, do you?" Claire's mother asked, inquisitively waiting for a reaction. She wanted her daughter to know all his touchy spots. Is this one of them? Bruce kept a blank face. The red of his anger had dissipated slowly and Claire finally left her mother's side. She took off her robe and walked gingerly towards the enormous bed. She had spent a considerable amount of time wondering how she was going to shar