Matilda feels nothing but resentment for her family for the way they are treating Angus. She knows that they are bad, but this is just on another whole level. Zach is the one who takes after her father's stone heart, but even this is a new low for him. "What's wrong with you, Zach?" She asks. "He saved me and this is how you are going to treat him?!" "Saved you?!" Zach scoffs. "If he only saved you, that would be different because we would have given him a hero treatment, but he chose to deceive you into marrying him.""Father!" "Your brother is right." Her father says with his mouth full. "The boy should be happy that we haven't arrested him for kidnapping you." Matilda angrily hits her hand on the table, making it shake. "This is not right! I won't allow you to treat my husband like this!" She yells at them.She looks at them straight in the eyes, she makes sure that they all see how disappointed she is in them. "And Bryon, I expected more from you." She shakes her head. "S

The look of death on Mister Billy's face, Angus has not felt such satisfaction in a long time. He places his pen and pushes the papers over to the man who is still in shock. "It's you…" he repeats. "You're– you're him!" "What's the matter, Mister Billy? Do you want me to redo the signature again?" Angus raises one of his eyebrows. Mister Billy immediately falls to the ground, facing the floor and his hands stretched in front of him. "My lord, sir, I didn't know it was you…" he is shivering like a cat that fell into the water. "I–I should have known better. I should have done better." Angus lets out a smirk and looks at the man on the ground. "Oh, please," Angus crosses his legs. "You should have known better, that I agree, but come on. Is this how you treat everyone who walks through your door?" "No, I mean, it's the devil. I am a nice man." He continues to beg. "Please, this is my uncle's bank, he is going to kill me if he finds out?" "Find out what? That you mistreated th

Whoever this person is, they have picked the wrong house. Angus is already boiling from the stress that Matilda's family put him through, he doesn't mind unleashing a little on this intruder. Ha doesn't say anything, he grabs the handle of the car, but Matilda holds him back. "What are you doing, Angus? We don't know who that person is. Isn't it best that we just call the cops?" "Nothing is going to happen to me, Matilda. I can fix it." He assures her. "Lock the doors when I step out." She reluctantly lets go of him and he walks out of the car. "Hey, who are you and why are you here?" Angus asks as he gets to the porch. "You better not waste my time. The figure stands up and gets into the light, that's when Angus sees the face. The person is Lorenzo. "Good evening, boss." "Jesus Christ, Lorenzo, what are you doing here?" Angus sighs. He is relieved that it's Lorenzo, but again, what is he doing here?! "I was worried about you, boss." "Worried?""This is the last day that y

The eyes of everyone on both Angus and Matilda are weighing them down, everyone can clearly see the shock on their faces, even though they are wearing masks. "Oh my God," Matilda mutters. This is what Jonathan wants, and he is smiling like a sheep where he stands. He is such a calculative bastard, he thought of this very well before carrying it out. He is trying to get back at Angus because Angus refuses to leave Matilda. Angus is thinking about how to get them out of this situation. He doesn't care much about himself, or what these people think, but he is worried for Matilda. Her face has gone red and sweaty, she is having such a hard time being the center of attraction. "Jonathan Gilbert, that's not true." Someone says and everyone turns to look at them. It's like a movie here, with all of the drama. Angus looks too, he wants to see the person who dared to help him, and he is stunned to see that it's no other person than Mister Malcom. Mister Malcom isn't putting on a mask

Angus has been set out for failure, he knows this. But irrespective of that, he gets into the black and red, Jaguar latest model and drives away with the parcel. According to the map, it's going to take him forty minutes, but the thing is that he needs to go and come within an hour. He steps on the gas, the vehicle roaring as it zooms past the others. He is such a high speed that he Matilda is calling him now, but it would be too dangerous to pick up. Fuck it, it's Matilda, he doesn't care very much about safety when it comes to her. He answers the call and puts it on speaker. That way he can keep talking and still keep his eyes on the wheel. "Babe, hi." "Oh my God, what's that sound? Are you driving a race car or something?""No, Matilda, it's something else. What's up, babe?" "I, um, I need to talk to you about something." He doesn't know what it is, but he is very sure that it might not get his full attention. It's better to do this at a later time. "Matilda, can we do