"Come on, try it again they must be an error somewhere else." Dylan did not fret, he glided down the spoon and start fetching a portion from the plate before him. "Hey! How can you eat in such a situation?" Natalie nagged. "The food would get cold better wait. Not that we can return it anyway." Dylan replied and continued chewing the food in his mouth. Debbie did not waste time she knew what Weiss could do. "This is all because of you Natalie. You kept him idle and now he's acting as he like." Natalie looked away. "What's the total to be spent." Debbie brings out her card instead. Natalie might be her stepdaughter but she still carried her family name which could be tampered with. She gave an angry look at Natalie that says you're dead when we leave here. "The total is twenty thousand ma'am." Debbie was almost crooked. What were Dylan and Natalie thinking? "Twenty thousand? That's a whole lot to be spent on just lunch." Debbie hit her hand to her head, "So? Are you going to p

"Stop it, Mother. Why do you have to lash out your anger by burning his cloth?" Natalie's voice was heard from the backyard, she got her hand intertwined with that of her stepmother dragging. Dylan unspecific about what is happening cleared his eyes and got closer to the two women. "Mother is that my shirt?" Dylan's eyes fly shot to the shirt that Debbie was fisting her hand around. "Yes, it is, you dare question me?" Debbie splashes at Dylan. She was like an inferno, the incident at Cappadocia made her heart boil more and more. Debbie let out a sigh and then held Natalie's hand harder. Natalie winced from the pain of her stepmother's hand pressing against hers. "Dylan you son of a bitch." When Natalie saw Dylan she angrily shouts. "You're always on my nerves in one way or the other must agree to Weiss." Dylan was frustrated by her action he knew that he was the reason Natalie had to spend a hefty bag of money in Capadoccia Culinary, but it was not because of her, but his moth

There and there Dylan noticed something unique he quickly puffed his eyes pretending not to have the sight of it. Natalie had never been thus sweet, enough though her honey side is admirable, Dylan wants to be done and not used again as the pitchfork for her show. Then there was this sideburns as if he cared about anything that is going on. Natalie sighed. Pulling away from Dylan her feature earlier were not from her heart as if she cited enough to get close to the husband Dylan pulled away too, he was more than uncomfortable that stunk hard before her eyes. "Humph, what are you doing standing there like a rock." Natalie rolled her eyes d if she's seen something disgusting. "This is getting quite boring as fuck." Ric said stitching into the chair. This was more of him using mocking styles to be against his mother, after all she did, Dylan still got to stay with them in the same mansion. Natalie smiled, at her mother as they walked out, after she was done with

The loan sharks exchanged a glance at each other. This was way beyond what they thought they would get Dylan but smiled at him like they had seen a messiah and then Dylan showed no compromise. The deal is settled instead of nagging him around it's better they fight each other while he feel pleasure from it“Young master Dylan,who would think that you’re rich after seeing this I can’t help but apologize for our unbashingvattitide.”“Be well to carry out the deal as if your lives depend on it , if I figure out that you’ve failed I might record the fact that I know everything and what that I have on you.”“No way we can’t fail, we’re born for this.” The loan sharks yelled almost in unison Dylan nod his head in a slow wayFrancis will get served now by the fire he set ablaze, he sighed“Then sign this discretion agreement.” Dylan says.They were shocked again, Dylan knew how dubious loan sharks could be, he’s lived his life in the street and have seen the manners of how they behave, it wa

Mr Dorogo raised his hand in the air, he signalled Mr Turner to give him and Dylan a minute together. "What do you say? I wanted to react to her ignorance and exuberance yesterday." Mr Dorogo said to Dylan stretching his leg under the table and hitting the chair insisting that Dylan join him by coming closer and not sitting on the couch. "Do you want to sit here or stand beside me?" Mr Dorogo motioned, his attention fixed on the MacBook in front of him. "I'm okay here." Dylan quickly said. "I want you closer." The old man was far-sighted. "I want to show you the new universe I'm building," he mumbled. Dylan quirk a smile and then rose to his feet, he dragged closer to Mr Dorogo. The old man figured that Dylan wanted this, if not for the fact that he's already their son-in-law he would not have made things easier for them but then he realized this was Dylan to take on not his. Dylan can play dumb too, he nods not sure of what he would say. Mr Dorogo