[“You framed your friend as a killer! You let me die for money and position, Jurgen.”]It only took Jurgen those words to remember what he did to Gaston in the future where he and Gaston came from.Jurgen stole his identity.Jurgen made Divine his fiancé.Jurgen let the Solice family frame Gaston.Jurgen let Gaston died.He remembered those. Now, wearing an orange jumpsuit that was made out of a rough canvas material and a pair of worn down orange Crocs that were about 3 sizes too big for her, Jurgen was brought into the prison with handcuffs around his wrists. There will be a trial but the evidence the police got was enough to put him in jail.Walking around the prison isn’t like working in a park.Jurgen heard women crying. There was a smell if hundreds of men and women in the same place with poor circulation and with any number of bodily fluids mixed with the smell of microwaved bologna.“Here. This will be your room,” the police said before he opened the jail room.There are fou

Gaston left the party hall and went to the Cloud café.He told his secretary and guards that they did not need to look after him because he would meet a friend. But they still guarded around the café just to be safe.Since Gaston doesn’t want to catch the customer’s attention, he rented the whole café instead.“I wonder why I am the only one here,” Jillian mumbled when she noticed that there is no other customer inside the café.Then, Gaston came inside the shop.Jillian raised her hand and waved.“Gaston! Here!”Gaston chuckled. Even if Jillian don’t wave her hand, it was easy to spot her because there are no other customer in the shop.Gaston walked towards her and across from her.“Do you want some juice?” Jillian asked.“No. I had many drinks before.”Now that he said that, Jillian noticed that Gaston was wearing a little bit excessive than normal.“Did you attend a special event?” she inquired.He did. In fact he met the Prince of Urgay. But just to meet Jillian, he bid an early

Gaston and Jillian applied for reinvestigation of Jillian’s grandmother’s murder case. To know the truth about the murder twenty years ago, Prosecutor Jillian searched for the driver, who drove for Sonny the night the crime happened.She brought him to the interrogation room and started to ask questions. But when Jillian asked him who really killed the child that night, she received a shocking answer.“It was Madam Victoria. She killed the child because she’s suffering from mental illness.”Jillian was shocked to know that her grandmother was framed because of Victoria.‘Gaston needs to know this.’ Jillian tried to contact Gaston. But Gaston’s phone was in silence.Today, Gaston, John, Harold and Griffti are in a restaurant to celebrate Gaston’s succession of the Hopkins Corporation.“For Chairman Levi Hopkins!” Harold said while raising his juice.The four of them raised their glasses and said, “Cheers!”They took sips of their beverages.“Congratulations for being the Chairman of H

The police brought Victoria to the police station while Jurgen escaped.John was brought in the hospital and was operated. According to to the doctor, John got subarachnoid hemorrhage around his brain which was the reason why he hasn’t regained consciousness even after the whole day operation.Even so, the doctor said that John was lucky to stay alive.“Please pray for your father’s recovery,” that was what the doctor said before he left Gaston and Griffti.Gaston was suppressing his tears while looking at his father. He was so damn mad at himself and at Victoria and at Jurgen who caused this.“Why didn’t you stop him?” he asked to Griffti.Griffti looked at Gaston’s quivering clenched hands.“You were with my father. You should have stopped him,” Gaston said.Griffti set his eyes on the unconscious John. “I could not. Even if the time turned back, I don’t think I can stop your father.”Fuming in anger, Gaston turned around and grabbed Griffti’s collar. He glared at him. Yet, Gaston d

Behind the dump truck, a wounded girl hopped down while wincing. “Ack!” She was covered with bruises and cuts all over her body. And her clothes were ripped. “Damn it.” Holding her sides, she looked around and made sure that no one saw her. The woman was Agatha Mcguffin, the owner of Agatha Boutique who suddenly went missing months ago. Catching her breath, Agatha walked forward to the truck’s front side. She opened the door and looked around. She grabbed the coins near the steering wheel. “I am still lack of sleep.” When Agatha heard voices coming, she quickly closed the door and escaped. She made sure she avoided places where CCTV could catch her face. Then, she arrived in a park. The park was empty and quiet. “Where am I?” Agatha asked while looking around. She doesn’t know where she is, but she felt okay as long as this is far from her captors. From afar, Agatha saw a payphone. Her eyes filled with survival determination. “I need to call him as soon as possible,” Agatha