Hermione examined both 'love in the city' necklaces in her hands and she looked at Sean in confusion. "How is it possible? You bought the exact same necklace Dylan bought." She made it known.Dylan looked at it and he frowned.Madame Sharon even got closer to Hermione and saw it.Sean looked at Dylan in confusion before looking back at Hermione. "Dylan bought that for you?" He asked in disbelief.Also confused, Madeline said, "According to what I know, there's only one in the world, or the country rather so how come there are two right in front of us? I heard a stranger already purchased the 'love in the city' necklace too for thirty million dollars."Sean was stunned.Truly, the 'love in the city' necklace he was holding was just an imitation but he didn't think someone else would've bought it with a thirty million dollar price tag. He chuckled lowly, knowing it was better that the necklace was purchased, especially by a stranger. No one will know that the one he was holding is fake

Dylan gasped awake, his eyes wide to see himself dripping. He coughed, blinked since the water was affecting his eyes and he looked up to see a guy holding a bucket.The guy smirked. "Now you're awake. He's awake!" He hollered.Dylan's eyes shone with shock, like someone tasered by electricity. He looked around as panic began to rise in him and he found himself in an empty warehouse.He moved and noticed he was stuck to the chair he was sitting on. His whole body and hands were tightly bandaged to the chair with a rope."Look at you cousin,"He heard and jerked his head to the side and saw Sean walking toward him. The fear in him immediately dissipated at the sight. "You…"Sean interrupted him as he shook his head. "You're not allowed to say anything, brother." He said, standing in front of Dylan, then he bent a little bit. "Remember when I told you I was gonna make you pay…""You're only digging your grave…*PUNCH!Dylan's face swayed to the side at the impact on his face. He gave hi

As Roger recognized the man standing behind him, his facial expression took a drastic change. The man was the chief of the Apex conglomerate and the alpha of the underground world. It was the first time meeting him and he began cursing himself for what he had said.He values his life so he smiled and apologized, "My apologies, Master Owens. I didn't know you were behind me so I didn't mean the words I said. Please be the bigger man and don't take it to heart. I'm Roger Mallory, you sent someone for me. Is the purpose of this meeting to perform a task for you, perhaps, even promote me to a manager, please tell me what it is, and I'll do the job perfectly."Lord Owens's eyes on him were gloomy and cold. "Hmm." He monotonically replied. "Well, let's see in the meeting room." He looked at one of the personnel guarding the door. "Lead him toward it."Roger smirked, happy that things were working well for him. He glanced at Dylan and scoffed knowing the trouble he'll get from Master Owens fo

Hermione allowed Dylan entrance to her living room, her mind still trying to wrap around the statement Dylan made about divorce. He's really going to divorce her? She hasn't really been able to grasp her mind to it.She thought he'll keep holding on to her like someone hanging or rather, holding on to a chandelier for dear life but he seems to have come to his senses to let her go.She frowned at the thought since she was really enjoying his madness in the name of his love for her. Even though she wanted the divorce, deep down she still finds herself liking the fact that they're still married.Why did he have to get poor not long after their marriage? They didn't even have the time to consummate their marriage due to the problem that suddenly arrived in his life. She tried to force it but he was never in a good mood. He was always so busy getting worried for his parents.Then he got poor and that was the end.Whatever. It's for the best that they're getting divorced. She needs to move

Dylan stared at his aunt's pale body with watery eyes. His jaw was clenched and the anger in him throbbing incessantly and wanting out.He gasped and breathed out shakily, trying hard to tame the tears wanting to force themselves out. Then he took her pale hand in his before looking at her with a softened gaze. "Why? Why couldn't you just keep fighting? I'm… I'm so sorry I was so incompetent in searching for help."His life taking a turn for the worse made him realize he had no true friend. He got to know who his enemies were. Those wolves in sheep's clothing.He felt disappointed in himself for not doing enough only for his aunt, the only true family he had to end up dead.After everything he did for them, for those damn Harpers, they turned their backs on him without any care that his aunt could die. Especially that money-minded, greedy mother-in-law of his.He dropped the hand back down carefully and rolled the white cloth to her chest. As he looked at his aunt, he said with resolu