Gregory Clifford has no prior knowledge of Dylan and Stephanie's presence. He wasn't told about it.So when he arrived in the evening, he walked into the room with a loud laugh, "Wow, Maxwell. What's up with you? It's so rare of you to call me for a drink, eh!"Then he saw Dylan standing up from the couch.His smile faded from his face and Dylan walked toward him with Stephanie beside him."What the hell is this traitor doing here? Why are you here?" He questioned in anger.Dylan was the last person he ever wanted to see. In fact, anything that's gonna make him see Dylan is when he's being buried alongside his parents.Dylan looked straight ahead and remained silent.Instead, Stephanie spoke, "Mr. Clifford, Dylan is still your grandson. How can you call him such a thing?"Mr. Clifford frowned at her. "You. Who the hell are you and what's your business? Wait? I remember you. You're Dylan's godmother, aren't you? I thought you'd be dead."Stephanie shook her head, "No, I'm not…"Decidin

After being forced out of her room by her mom, Hermione grunted and walked down the stairs behind her mom.'What? He said he has evidence? And he expects me to believe him?' She scoffed and arrived in front of him. "So, what is it you came here to talk about, Sean? It's late and I have work tomorrow."Sean stood up, finally relieved to see her. "Something important. I heard you went to Dylan for help to pay what you owe me."Hermione blinked but still kept a straightened face. "Oh. You did. How come?""I met up with Dylan. We met and he told me about it. He told me he was gonna take you back by every means possible. I even have evidence if you want proof." Sean told her.Hermione was confused and curious. "Evidence?" She asked and continued, "What kind of evidence?"Sean brought his phone out and played a recording out, " Let Hermione go and we'll call the feud between us quit. Just tell me how much you want, Dylan. And I'll give it to you." Sean's voice came out of his phone.Then Dy

An hour later, Hermione returned to the Harper's manor with a miserable expression.Seeing that, Madame Sharon was pleased and she jumped on her two feet from the couch to meet her. "So Sean was right, right? The county courthouse opens at nine in the morning tomorrow. We are going to file for your divorce immediately!"Hermione gave her a cold look and she said, "Nobody is getting a divorce here."Madame Sharon frowned, she was confused. "Don't tell me you're getting smitten with Dylan, Hermione! You know what he has done. What's with all the change?! You heard Sean correctly when he said Dylan is nothing but a poor and wretched swine! Don't be a hindrance in getting back with Sean Clifford! He's the man perfect for you!"Fed up, Hermione snapped in anger, "God, mother, what's wrong with you?! Sean is even worse than Dylan! He is nothing but a stingy bastard who could one day disgrace my life and our family after getting married to him. If he lies and is full of deception, then what

Madame Sharon arrived at the abandoned warehouse, wrapped in a sheet of blazing terror. She looked around with her hands wrapped around herself and she hollered, "Hello!"Her voice echoed but no answer whatsoever.She looked around the place. It was dusty and old. She looked up and she could find just a window a bit high up that her hands wouldn't be able to meet.There were doors that led to other rooms too.She wondered why she was told to meet in a place like this.And at that thought…BANG!!Her heart jumped at the sound and she spun around as it came from behind her. Her eyes widened in horror at the closed door in front of her and she muttered, "No. No, this can't be happening."She paced to the door, and held the knob in an attempt to open it, but it didn't budge.No. No. No.The door being closed would be the proverbial cherry on top of this fudge cake.She hit the door with all she's got hoping someone will hear. "Help!" She yelled out loud.Her heart was completely restless

Hermione was overwhelmed by the promise. "Thank you so much, Jake!"Jake smiled and looked up at everyone watching. He was proud of himself.But little did he know that his father was madly on his way toward them despite holding a crutch since Lord Owens gave him a big lesson by almost breaking one of his legs. In his driver's seat was his bodyguard who was around his thirties. Blaine Hugh."That boy. That boy will be my death someday."Blain was extremely confused as to why Marcus felt the need to rush to apologize to someone and what wrong he did to Lord Owens that got his leg broken. He asked, "Master, is this really important? Don't you think we should check on your leg first?"Marcus was anxious and panicking as he said, "What do you know? That son of mine, that Jake is about to dig our graves. I can't let that happen. He's proposing to the wife of Lord Clifford! Lord Owens is gonna have my head if I don't go there and stop it! So move!"Blaine immediately sped up as he heard tha