Angus is successful in getting the hospital to admit the boy, Manny. There is nothing wrong with the boy, he just seems to have a nasty fall, that's all. Angus asks them to keep him while he waits for Lorenzo to come to the hospital. He is not going to allow a wannabe terrorist to ruin something that he has been planning for a long time now. He walks through and fro, impatiently counting the minutes that go by before Lorenzo comes. Finally, Lorenzo arrives, he is rushing down the hall, with his hand placed against his face. He is in such a hurry. "You are late." Angus scowls at him. "Sorry, boss, I had a few things I needed to do…" "The boy is in there." Angus points to the door. They both walk in, the boy seems to be having a beauty sleep, not a single care in the world. "He is nothing serious, just a tyrant that my father-in-law asked me to take care of till he wakes up. The issue is that he seems to recognize me from the time I worked in the military." Angus says. "That

Matilda falls into her thoughts as soon as she gets into the taxi. She can't believe that she is about to be connected back to her old life, she is going to get in contact with her past. She doesn't know exactly how to feel about this. Her heart is beating with both fear and excitement. She gets to the house in a good time and the moment she opens the front door, the smell of food wafts into her nose. It's a small house, but gosh, the aroma is everywhere. She immediately sees Angus in the kitchen, with an apron around his waist. He looks up at her with the most beautiful smile, he looks so sexy in the kitchen. "Hey, love." He says to her. "Hey, husband." "You are just at the right time, come sit." He pulls a chair for her. Their small dining table is already in the kitchen and it has just two chairs. Despite this, the table has a big bowl of noodles and meatballs, they make her mouth water. "Jesus, Angus, I think you should cook every day." She laughs as she sits down. H

Jonathan sees the bloodcurdling look of disgust on her face, but he immediately laughs it off. "Look at me, Matilda, let's forget what happened at the party." He says. "I am the god here, I can make you the manager and even do more for you. But the best part is that you don't even have to fight for these jobs if you accept to be mine. I will make you my wife and you won't have to work again." "Have you gone mad?!" She is dumbfounded. "Are you crazy? Why are you asking another man's wife to marry you?!""A man?" He snorts a laugh. "My dear, I won't call that dick less fellow you married a man. I see you jump into taxis every day, I see you wear cheap clothes and my heart bleeds for you. What kind of man allows his wife to suffer like that?" "Stop it, just stop it!" She presses her hands over her ear. "If you don't leave me alone, I promise you that this will end ugly." "Matilda, Matilda, Matilda." He sucks through his teeth. "Is it because I asked you to love me again, is that why

Matilda comes to the office the next day, after taking a day off. Angus was right, taking the day off has really helped her, she has been refreshed and happy to work again. Fuck Jonathan, he isn't going to dictate her happiness. Imagine her horror when she walks into the office and finds out the few of the workers that have arrived ate whispering to each other in secrecy. She knots a frown and looks around, what are they talking about? She slips into her seat and thankfully, her closest friend here, She immediately gives her a smile, which Matilda returns. "What's up with the buzz? What's everyone talking about?" She asks, looking over her shoulder. "So, you didn't read the thousands of messages that Jeremy left in the group chat." Her friend says. "Apparently, the boss has decided to take back the promotion and Jeremy isn't too happy with himself." "What?!" Matilda's smile disappeared. "To God, he threw every insult imaginable unto man at Jonathan, and he even threatened to

Mister Owens looks like he has seen a ghost, his jaw is on the ground. Angus provided him with no information about Matilda, or her family, so Mister Owens didn't really make any connection. He can't believe that Angus, his boss, is being led to the end of the table, close to the noise of the kitchen. Mister Owens almost loses his manners and bows to Angus, but thanks God that he can hold himself. His hands are in tight fists, that's just how much restraint he has to put on himself. He looks around and notices that everyone has seen this strange reaction from him, so he clears his throat and smiles at everyone. "Sorry for my behavior, this young man looks like one of the young men I worked with years ago, but it can't be him because the boy in question died." He explains himself. "Well, there are seven billion of us on the face of this planet, I'm sure God tends to run out of faces after a while." Mister Moore jokes. A few people laugh and Angus immediately puts himself togeth