In less than a second, security came rushing towards Gary and this dude because of the commotion this guy was creating, and Gary quickly stood in a defensive position, ready to take care of whoever dared to attack him if things went awry. “What is going on here?” The security guard asked angrily as he stopped right next to Gary. “This thief stole someone’s invitation to the club and is using it to get access and benefits of the membership. I suggest that you arrest him!” The guy barked, pointing an accusing finger at Gary. “Sir, you are.” “We all know he’s Sandra’s, cheating, good for nothing, ex-stay-at-home husband. There’s no way he can afford to get into such a club… Hell, I have been trying to get into that club for years now.” “Just-” And you think this idiot here can get in?! He must have stolen that from someone else or he used a fake one. Either way, I demand the arrest of this criminal!”Frowning, Gary clutched his fist as he glared at the man, then mumbled beneath his

The sound of hums echoed from the kitchen as James bobbed his head to the beat of the music in his mind while frying the eggs.“James, I feel healthy enough now to cook for you guys. My pains have disappeared and I’m whole. So I can cook.”“You shouldn‘t be in the kitchen.” Mrs Gilbert concluded as she walked toward him with a smile on her face.“I know… I might be rich, but at least I'm not married yet, so I can still handle my own meals.” He turned towards her and said, “Let me remember to add this, I'm also a chef.”, I was a chef…” James blurted out.“You are wealthy, but why then should you be working on cooking your meals? Aren't you supposed to have a number of people currently working and attending to your meals?” Mrs Gilbert was surprised. Never had she witnessed such a level of humility. Those who were rich always made sure they trampled on the poor. But so far she witnessed between Gary and his friends, it had been a lot of humility. “Yea, you can say that again Mrs Gilber

Sandra sped through the huge open gate, and drove through the yard, into the garage, and then Sandra hit the brake pedal hard. She had to hit the available flight back to North Hill just to get some issues settled.Her little interaction with Gary had her in all her feelings, and her mood was a mess as she pushed the car door open and stepped out onto the concrete of the front walk. In front of her was a two-stories, enormous fancy mansion with glass panes and a white wraparound porch. Palm trees were lining the driveway and an immaculate flower bed was along the side. It showed how much the Larson had put into renovating their building in the recent time. However, to her, none of that concerned her if not for the pending issue she had at hand.The frown she had on didn’t leave her face even after she got to the front door of the mansion and hit the doorbell.As she was about to ring it for the second time, someone opened the door, and she was met by a tall man in his late sixties

The sound of her room door opening made Fallon raise her head off the pillow and gazed at her mother, standing in the doorway, smiling at her. “Can I come in?” Mrs Gilbert asked cheerfully, closing the door behind her and stepping inside the room.Slowly, Fallon sat up from the bed, hugging her knees as she rested her head on her kneecaps, feeling a sense of sadness welling up within her as she watched her mother approach her with a warm smile and sit down beside her on the edge of the mattress.“James made chicken soup for dinner with rice and vegetables.” Mrs Gilbert told her kindly.Shaking her head slowly, Fallon said with a sad smile, “I‘m too full already, Mama.You should go ahead and eat without me.”“Fallon, you have been here all day. You missed breakfast and now you're trying to skip dinner?!""You have barely put much in your stomach. That‘s not healthy!” Mrs Gilbert chided her, gently squeezing Fallon‘s hands. One look at her mother and Fallon could see her concern clear

A look of fear sparked in Clarie's eyes as she helped Kyle tie his tie around his neck, and when she got done, she whispered, “Honey, our daughter has suffered a lot.”“What is that supposed to mean?!” Kyle said, sounding quite annoyed at the sudden turn in the conversation.Lowering her voice, even more, Claire continued, “Silver GIlbert insulted our daughter when she went to the motel yesterday. Sandra was quite devastated when she came to see me yesterday.” At his wife‘s words, Kyle‘s brows knitted together into a tight frown as he uttered coldly, “Is that so!?”“I know Sandra did wrong by marrying that man, but Silver GIlbert doesn‘t have the right to discipline our daughter when you, her own father, have never raised a voice against her.” Claire said, looking up at him with watery eyes as she cried. “Do you understand what I‘m trying to say?” “I know what you are saying… Silver GIlbert should worry about training her daughter and not mine. But since she has crossed the line, the